we left the bodies by the road
found them buried in snow
we were circled by a pack of hungry dogs
trying to make a run for the shore
gray water meeting grayer skies
children floating like dead mines
leave them to the dogs and all of their rotted teeth
oh, no burden on my mind
i had a dream about constanţa
i was face down in the black sea
caught between the wolves prowling the shoreline
and the rolling fog above me
pull my body from the sea
brush the salt off of me
beneath a crumbling skyline
monuments to better times
bent and rusted, pelted by the tides
oh, no burden on my mind
to leave the stragglers behind
for the dogs, curled up, in my sleep
i had a dream about constanţa
i was floating in the black sea
caught between the wolves prowling the shoreline
and the rolling fog above me
we left the bodies by the side of the road
for the dogs, for the dogs
freezing their aching bones
we find another one buried in snow
oh the dogs, oh the dogs
how could we have known?
A compilation of Nathan Williams' oddball, sample-led brainstorms. A sonic romp through doo-wop, folk, Cambodian pop and psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2017