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The Figurehead

by Brook In The Birchwood

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Ben Spizuco Oh my god this band. It's not every day I stumble across a band on Bandcamp that truly blows me away, but I must have found Brook In The Birchwood on a really lucky day because I can't stop listening to this EP. Favorite track: The Figurehead.
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1.
I move alive With a secret world locked up in the nether The dye Grew up by vines Leaving all of men alone with the weather In my eyes Glass butterfly Like a womb we're stuck a timely endeavor In the sky I am satisfied to have brought you pleasure In my eyes
2.
In the woods I've seen a fox Back and forth running through the trees He is right where he's meant to be As you are looking back at me Is this my figurehead In our house there was a death You and I aren't like the rest I imagine you on a ship Being right where you're meant to be Is this my figurehead
3.
Her hair the texture lightens the blow The ground is on her face she's laughing although He moves into her space The knife she hides in her back it meets him in the heart His arms his smile retract They were at war The boy he's on his knees But the girl she doesn't weave No she don't do anything And I know the boy he's meant to be But the girl she doesn't weave No she don't do anything The crunch her feet are crystal on snow Her hands are red and white a smile everyone knows She's alright The body she left at the stream the pastor holds her hands He crumbles forgiving esteem He doesn't understand The boy he doesn't breathe But the girl she doesn't weave She just ponders everything And I know the sails the boat it gleamed But the girl she doesn't weave No she don't do anything
4.
The hair on her arm prickled up as my fingertips brushed along her skin Constellations abound Her tan in the stars We look at the ground And as we set upon the pedestal the wind sets the curtain for her eyes Her horizon is set Our grip it is strong Our moons have met I feel her love but is it enough And as we fell back the wind assaulted every move we made Made her smile look like sunshine in the glade My vision locked on her canopy And the blue in her eyes it clung to me like California sky Our grasp an ebb and flow Pacific-wide My heart beats waves against the cliff And I gotta know I feel her love but is it enough

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released March 7, 2016

Adam Schuman (drums)
B. Wear (vox, drums)
Brent Tomchik (vox, guitar, keys)
Cristina Dotts Wear (vox)
Katherine Nonemaker (art design)
Michael Large (art design)
Tony Vitez (guitar)

Produced at Brent's House. Additional tracks recorded at The Basement and Tony's Grassfed Apartment.

K's artwork: www.katherinenonemaker.com

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Brook In The Birchwood Baltimore, Maryland

Brook In The Birchwood is a collaborative studio-based project. Its members are spread around Baltimore and San Francisco.

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