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The Juliet Project

by Juliet's Happy Dagger

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naomi was a good mother her name itself was grace her sons were so good to us but they will not leave this place and now she parts for judea oh "we will follow thee" but she intones these bitter words with tears upon her cheeks turn away my daughters turn and go your own way turn away my daughters why would you stay oh my name is disloyal i will heed those words but ruth is filled with hesed she will cleave to her and glean the fields of rich men at night uncover their feet oh, how i miss my sister this loneliness is it greed? turn again my daughters turn and go your own way turn again my daughters why would you stay new word comes from my sister those men have redeemed my girl but ruth needs no redemption she's come to love the world those men so lost to tradition they are deaf to the name of god those men with cloaks would cover her while mother sings aloud turn away my daughter turn and go your own way turn away my daughter why would you stay turn again my sister cleave not to their law turn again my sister your friendship without flaw
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Circle Me 04:20
remember those awkward days in geometry & algebra teenage stumbling malcontents? calculus, trigonometry these words were so Greek to me like your beauty in the back of class that time was so long ago do these constants still apply? circle me, square me, divide and multiply me derive and quantify me, too circle me, square me, divide and multiply me i am a function of you and in this is the awful truth an awful proof a stolen sound it rings from you rings from me this tune these sines and waves plots and points graphs of uncertainty this one sure thing i have from you that time was so long ago what do these parameters still do? circle me, square me, divide and multiply me derive and quantify me, too circle me, square me, divide and multiply me i am a function of you i hold my breath so as not to sing aloud there is news up on your wall what is your formula these sets these proofs parabola in this expression you are my all that time was so long ago why does this all seem so new? circle me, square me, divide and multiply me derive and quantify me, too circle me, square me, divide and multiply me i am a function of you
3.
you are the heartbeat of this office but you're a cypher, you're a code no one knows your real name no one can count what you are owed but i remember your first day you were all energy and nerves you fit in like you're family you were here to serve and all those miles of red tape you cut through them with aplomb but maybe it wasn't such a good idea to come in today with that bomb... no one knew you were unhappy oh you never said a word you were on the phones all day always speaking, never heard you would flash us that smiley smile and it would brighten up our day & you would brew the best cup of joe & you would send us on our way oh you handled those suits like the piper with his song but maybe it wasn't such a good idea to come in today with that bomb... no one ever brought you flowers no trinkets, cakes or cards no one ever said a simple thanks for all these years of working hard you are the heartbeat of this office but you're a cypher, you're a code no one knows your real name no one can count what you are owed but now is not the time for blaming now it's time for calm maybe we could talk some more about it right after you diffuse that -
4.
Ashes 04:21
Your love... The ashes of my dreams scatter about me now In the shadows I found you When I feel lost you surround me now Yeah you see me through anew Through unbroken darkness I felt your gentle hand Leading me to life and warmth again Your love... I can run but it finds me Your love... meets me at the door, it seems Your love... washes over As we dance among the ashes of my dreams The ashes of my dreams are far away Healed and broken by the wind Bittersweet memories fade to gray As your moonlight pulls me in Through uncharted waters to the blessed sight of land Leading me to light and warmth again Your love... I can run but it finds me Your love... meets me at the door, it seems Your love... washes over As we dance among the ashes of my dreams
5.
He knows he should be packing Cause the time is coming soon But he just can't bear to put it all away It seems like he just got here Now he has to leave again When he feels like he should be home to stay Home to stay Home to stay He opens up his suitcase And notes the lack of dust Wonders if there's something he hasn't tried But Ohio offers nothing and the army even less So once again he must prepare to say goodbye Say goodbye But he's gonna fly His last few days at home Were much like every other day But he knew that it was just another lie So he flies into the west Where we know he'll be the best When he comes back to us he will be flying He will fly No more goodbyes Fly Fly
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The only French I know is "café au lait" and "s'il vous plaît," "Parlez-vous anglais" and "Je ne sais pas." All those "useful" things that aren't so much When a tall glass of Cabernet sits beside you on the plane Tout mon anglais ne suffirait à décrire Comment ses yeux agissent sur mon âme Mais c'est sa voix plutôt qui me rend totalement fou Elle parlait toute à l'heure et on dirait un ange... Comment dire? What to say? Un simple mot... I don't know, but I think - Mais je crois - I think I might - Je crois aussi que je - - Salut - Hi The only French I learned will never get this right But I can't fuck this up; it's a six-hour-long flight Am I ready for this? I don't even know what this is Am I ready to kiss him? Tout mon anglais ne menerait jusqu'à ses pieds Toutes les bêtises que j'ai commises déjà Comment tendre la main, ô pourquoi est-ce que La couleur de ses joues me fait de choses pareilles ? Comment dire? What to say? Un simple mot... I don't know, but I think - Mais je crois - I think I might - Je crois aussi que je - - You're from ... - Lyon. Et toi? - Cleveland. The only French I know will never be enough But all of my English fails me, too Can he see through my eyes, deep inside What is this tongue we've found? Tout mon anglais ne suffirait jamais Mais mon français m'a également failli Peut-elle me voir derrière les yeux, ô cieux ! Quelle est cette nouvelle langue ? - Oui, je te comprends - I understand you, too - Est-ce que tu m'aimes ? - I do

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released August 6, 2011

brooke tournoux & noah mclaughlin
art provided by www.flickr.com/photos/vonschnauzer/

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