When I first came here to rest my bones
My reflection was so beautiful I came to call it home
Seasons passed
then, at last
it was time to send you on
The wind
it will take you
but your choices will make you
I’ve done all that I can
Take care – as you approach the water
Don’t turn it into wine
Quench your thirst – but if you drink too deeply
You’ll be left behind
Then you'll know
which dreams have passed through the sieve of time
unchanged and which were slain
From a distance you can see – rocks set in motion – perpetually
each one heading to the sea
Grow strong in what remains
Make time to plant what was mine
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024