Praxis

by Ex Reverie

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released 16 June 2011

All songs written by Gillian Chadwick

Engineered by Jeff Zeigler at Uniform Recording


Mastered by Jeff White at The Laundromat, Philadelphia
www.ipressrecord.com

Guitar/Voice/Keys: Gillian Chadwick
Bass: Jesse Sparhawk
Drums on 1 & 4: Ben McConnell
Drums on 2 & 3: Jonathan Nigro
Keys/Voice: Jeff Zeigler
Horns: David Hartley

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Track Name: Black Butterfly
Black Butterfly
You were the right thing at the wrong time

Black Butterfly
Always so high
Glad heart, bright mind

Bitter cold, drunk on hope
I walked the city hills and back roads
On the arm of its favorite son

Along we walked, laughed and talked
Up stone stairs to see your favorite view
A city down on one knee, just for you

Yes I do hear you when you say
I can't plant a seed and expect to eat
From it the next day

But maybe somewhere else along our way
Our paths will cross again
Maybe even lace

Or maybe all has been is all will be
And I'll finally
Have to learn to appreciate

Black Butterfly
You were always so high
Glad heart, bright mind

Black Butterfly
You were the right thing at the wrong time
Track Name: Old Maps
We once built a pass through the mountains
Between your land and mine
Removing all that impedes us
How we toiled, how we pledged our time

Now the road between us lies empty
Covered in wild weeds and thorns
And only old maps remember
The lines our path once formed

You led us up to the stone tower
But we were turned away
Back past the crow in the cornfield
When you asked how I felt about caves

Anything you'd like to show me, darling
You know I'd like to see
But I must admit these caves were carved by men into the hills
And I must admit a little unease

And when you go it's always like you were taken
By a force of nature
By a power greater than
Your own will, like the sea just rose and swept in
Breaking furious and white over the mountain

Leveling the town that these hills had hemmed in
Future generations will be left with the questions
Who were these people and the lives that they were living?
Was this the bedroom, this perhaps the kitchen?

And now it's all as fading laughter down the hall
Footsteps on the second floor
Caves underwater

Frail girl, you need to live in a gentle world
Frail girl I wish I could give you a gentle world
Track Name: Near
With a book of hours
And a word of power
We wait, just beyond the veil

Montage of flipping calendar pages
There's a number put on each of your days and
Tick-Tocking tempos of progress in stages
Slow walks the sleeper, caught in his paces

Run

Where to share an observation
Of repeating theme, theme and variation
Of it's practical applications
All attendant connotations

A lyrical declaration of radiance and reclamation
Sunrise
As we walk on with our backs to the night

Love now, will you bow?
Or will you stand and face the crowd, proud
As I say out loud:
The mundane, the every day
It's wasting us, it's killing me
And all you, with your eyes
Look into your lives
Our footprints are not impressing the sands of time

Time

Fight, fight for your life
Track Name: East of the Sun, West of the Moon
Through the storm was heard a pounding
As if a cannon in the glen was sounding
When the man walked to his gate
A lone white bear did stand in wait

Sir he said in timbre torn
I have come to offer all you can ask for
With a word you'll be as rich
As you are now poor

In return I ask for just one thing
Of your four daughters do bring
The youngest for of her beauty
Even the pines sing:

Lovely
Walk through our woods and have peace
And at the end of each day's light
We'll see you through the night

In her bedroom doorway she shook and stared
He caught her eye and said: prepare
You will not deny your family
You will come with me

Prepare thyself and climb onto me
Hold tight
Hold me close and you will not be lost in the flight
We go to my castle and we go tonight

There you will have a silver bell
You only need to ring once to have your will
You will be my queen until the frozen lands are green

Love me
Eat of your fill and have peace
And at the end of each day's light
I'll join you for the night

Out now
Into the snow
Into the snow on the back of a beast she rode