We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Hither & Yon

by Mearlan

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $4 USD  or more

     

1.
Clear and bright,  the sun in her eyes makes her squint.  I try to understand all that she went through. Her splendor and pain on display. Rugged. Moving out west  makes you rugged. To carve out a life leaves you rutted, homes dug out of rock and of clay. Weather-beaten beauty, tested and timeless, dares all the world to dream and endure. Rising fair and graceful,  plain and yet impressive, Steals my breath away. As her jewel  hangs above her scar. Fires and floods, she's passed through  rebuilt from the ashes and mud. Stubborn and proud with no royal blood, the impetuous queen takes the stage and I love her…  don't know how to help or restrain her. We fight and make up, crazy, unsure. Wild, unbroken…. draws me in.  Desert heat and mountain cold  in the same soul, Her lovers disappoint her time and time again. Quaking aspen heart, wildflower strength, she comes around again. And her jewel  hangs above her scar. Oh, oh my broken heart  aches with hope  in the sunrise of my lovely adversary. Weather-beaten beauty, tested and timeless, dares all the world to dream and endure. Rising fair and graceful,  plain and yet impressive, Steals my breath away. As her jewel  hangs above her scar.
2.
In My Blood 04:21
Though I never sailed the ocean or lived upon the waves, my ancestor’s rhythm made its way into my heart. I am haunted  by the voices of the sea. In my blood, In my bones. I am a furnace. I am an engine. No boxcar companion sharing views from the railways, still vagabond craving made its way into my feet. I walk this world unsettled and unsatisfied.   In my blood, In my bones. I am a furnace. I am an engine. Awakened in your eyes, burning in your breast, love is a river flowing through time flooding our banks. Carry me with you out to sea.  In my blood, In my bones. I am a furnace. I am an engine. I am a furnace. I am an engine. I am a furnace. I am an engine. I am a furnace. I am an engine. I am a furnace. I am an engine.
3.
Vincent 04:53
Working out my strange salvation; I’ve a fever that must be poured out. Love me if you can.  Follow if you must. But, please… don’t speak. Green, gold, blue, and scarlet... This is the place; I am captured. Enchanting prison term… Something satisfied. What you got to say?   Light and heat. Why you say it that way?  It’s my lust for life. I don’t understand. If you see... Do you feel? Lightning bolts don’t rest in beds. Close my eyes to see sunflower bursts. My brother, my friend, you love me just as I am and I love; it pains me how I love. Oh dearest pigeon, and those who came before, I offer pieces of myself, I never get it all. Moonlight overhead. Keep the crows away. What you got to say?   Light and heat. Why you say it that way?  It’s my lust for life. I don’t understand. If you see... Do you feel? A company of madmen Sharing visions in tattered cafés. Coffee and mad drink give fuel to our dreams. Dreams. What you got to say?   Light and heat. Why you say it that way?  It’s my lust for life. I don’t understand. If you see... Do you feel? Do you fell alive? Alive...alive... alive...
4.
In Between 03:36
I walk towards places where I never can arrive, still I marvel at the view. The things I’ve seen stir my appetite. I love the old; I want the new Oh, this traitor heart, full of thankful discontent… I’m always living in between. Every season has a chill and needs a fire. Every night gives up to day. My eyes are opened  by the pain to see the light. Beauty has the final say. Friends and lovers have discovered I can hold their hand  and be a million miles away. I return and looking deep into their eyes for a moment… but my roaming heart won’t stay. Oh…. My feet are tired so I sit and close my eyes and turn my smile towards the sun. Grace and mercy  fill my lungs and fill my songs. Wind catches feet, I love to run.
5.
Someone shut the door. I’m leaving broken rings. Won’t be around no more so you can put up pretty things. I’ll go find a new floor to pace upon and ponder my hands are full so… Someone shut the door. I’m not angry; I’m not storming  away to peaceful shores but there is an ocean calling. I’m shaken to my core as i pack myself away… Someone, someone shut the door. A house is not a home if lonely comes to stay; it’s just another place to settle in or move away from. Someone shut the door. I’m firing up the car. Loaded a few memories, Driving won’t get me far enough away that I escape the sorrow-cloud that hovers. Someone else must shut the door. The shadows in the windows of parties, toasts, and holidays… The dents upon the lawn  of children stretching childish ways… That house is like a vacant face staring down the street Someone, please, shut the door. A house is not a home if lonely comes to stay; it’s just another place to settle in or move away from. How can I move away from a place I ain’t never really been? Why the hell does it hurt this bad? A house is not a home if lonely comes to stay; it’s just another place to settle in or move away from. A house is not a home if lonely comes to stay; it’s just another place to settle in or move away from.

credits

released May 14, 2018

produced by Alex Fermanis at Blunt Studios
all songs written by Marcus Robinson
guitar & vocals: Mearlan
pedal steel-synth-bass-drum wizardry: Alex Fermanis
alexfermanis.bandcamp.com
violin wizardry on Vincent: Harriet Landrum
www.facebook.com/mynameisharriett
photos by Brian Tryon
theriversendsdeadhorses.com

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Mearlan Colorado Springs, Colorado

contact / help

Contact Mearlan

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Mearlan, you may also like: