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Quill

by The Last Bison

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1.
Switzerland 05:36
SWITZERLAND We tried to sleep up in the banks of snow But soon discovered it was far too cold So we then retreated into town To find a place where there was level ground Oh Call home Oh oh Switzerland Youʼve taken way my breath now once again Youʼve left me with a sense of compassion For the ones who Cant pick them selves up off the ground Oh Switzerland I never thought id have you as a friend I'm praying it was not at all pretend I need you now To help pick me up from off the ground Our drinks were hardly worth the price we paid But we thanked God for them anyways and With five minutes left we broke our backs To spend more money than either of us had Oh Call home ©bisonfolk 2011
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THEY ARE FILLED These all look to you For you to bring them food When their season’s due When their season’s due When you give it up to them They gather and shout amen You open up your hands You open up your hands You hide your face from them Then you take their breath away It’s then they are dismayed It’s then they are dismayed They die Return to the dust ©bisonfolk 2011
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Quill 03:32
QUILL When the ink meets quill With love my letters are filled Let us seal this love as the back Of the envelope’s sealed with wax We will run away From those who’d lead us astray Searching hard we will fully rely On the words of the one crucified We will run away From those who lead us astray Searching hard we will fully rely On the grace of the one crucified ©bisonfolk 2011
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Iscariot 06:20
ISCARIOT Woe unto you Double crossing the Son of Man For in the dish you have dipped your hand Lo you come here To deliver the deliverer From simple kiss into tainted hands Iscariot, Iscariot The devil has you now You’re set up for betrayal Iscariot, Iscariot The devil has you now Your kiss tastes like a crown of thorns I have used, I have used Your unbelief, to set them free So die now, die now my Judas ©bisonfolk 2011
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SETTING OUR TABLES As the Red Deer relate to The month of April. So do we wait patiently To set our tables Our forks and knives They work with antlers side by side They’re gnawing at the withered pine Hoping she’s the one And my Father’s Bride Is tearing down the mountain side Soon the trees will all align Leaving us with Sons Cast them later than the older ones Until September when they have become Fully covered in a velvet skin Till they’re just like the shrubs and saplings they defend As the skin sheds slowly The mount becomes more stable And I would climb to redefine The path if I were able ©bisonfolk 2011
6.
River Rhine 03:48
RIVER RHINE Oh for you to be With your blood kin and me On these stairs Drinking our wine By River River Rhine The River River Rhine The River River River Rhine Oh for you to see All the things that I’ve seen From these stairs on my own time By River River Rhine The River River Rhine The River River River Rhine Dark and cold The nights we stole As we’d escape from Walls of wood And walls of stone To recreate them Oh for you to be With your blood kin and me On these stairs Drinking our wine By River River Rhine The River River Rhine The River River River Rhine Dark and Cold The nights we stole As we’d escape from Walls of wood And walls of stone To recreate the sounds On the night I loved you ©bisonfolk 2011
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THE WOODCUTTER'S SON Out in the woods Beyond the fields In a cottage made from tin Lives a man And with his lathe He would carve the faces Of people he knew on the shore Of people that he knew before He surrendered himself to the trade Fell in love with the ones he’d create Twas the Woodcutter’s Son He fiddled away With the friends that he made Then he’d place them on the shelf One by one Giving them names Of distant places Where he had experienced love From ones had no memory of From ones he had known long ago Whose cradles and lamp stands he’d known Twas the Woodcutter’s Son ©bisonfolk 2011
8.
In Your Room 03:44
IN YOUR ROOM In the night When you go (go out and) Waste all your time Doing all of your deeds before the dawn You go out In the dark (and then you) Light up your spark You strike the match To melt the wax, but your wick’s flawed Your candle blends with daylight You light her up in the night You didn’t know the wind blew Through the cracks in your room ©bisonfolk 2011
9.
Autumn Snow 03:53
AUTUMN SNOW We will sow We will sow For to bring the autumn snow And our labor shall not Be for us in vain She will grow she will grow For to make their dresses flow Till she’s seeded by the gin Till the mistress weaves again We will sow We will sow And she will grow We will weave We will weave Until the Master has his sleeves And for good measure We’ll clasp his snaps ‘fore dawn Never leave Never leave Until the unison’s agreed That she is no longer rough Like the hands that reap her up We will weave We will weave And never leave These blistered and These calloused hands Have done no work alone We formulate Then recreate The patterns that we’ve sown Foremost the gin Then fibers spin It’s all we’ll ever know For are forebears Have left us here To reap the autumn snow We will reap the autumn snow ©bisonfolk 2011
10.
Tired Hands 05:02
TIRED HANDS You stayed an hour From where I once laid With back on the grass And feet where it was paved Where water mixed in With the rust and decay You slept while I wept You slept I wept Waiting Praying Twenty-four hours of waiting is not that long (Hey) But dear, as the light starts to fading, My heart grows fond (Hey) Its a product of absence I’m sure Still I over-analyze (Hey) A day without words makes me wonder If your fingers grew tired If you misplaced the wires Under the water Out the other side We were intercepted By fathers and scribes With burnt offerings We had finally arrived You slept while I wept You slept I wept Waiting Praying ©bisonfolk 2011
11.
Dark Am I 04:57
DARK AM I Staring through every window Staring till the glass does break Hiding on the mountainside Descend the cliffs and let me see your face When the doors to the streets are closed And the sound of the grinding fades When men rise up like birds And all their songs grow faint Dark am I Dark am I Dark am I Yet lovely Lai lai lai lai... (Hep) ©bisonfolk 2011

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Alternative Folk with a classical sensibilities, Quill is the debut album of Chesapeake, VA based band, The Last Bison.

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released September 28, 2011

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The Last Bison Chesapeake, Virginia

The Last Bison’s mountain-top chamber music combines elements of alternative indie-folk with classical sensibilities. The music of this seven member band grew organically in the family living room and around backyard bonfires giving it a rootsy quality and yet the complex arrangements and refined strings seem just as appropriate in the symphony hall. ... more

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