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All songs written by Bede Taylor except Seventh Daughter written by Gina Higham and Stranger in this House written by Aaron Carpenter.

Cover art by Dennis O'Connor, detail from "The Tanglers Donation" 2008.

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released October 9, 2012

Aaron Carpenter - guitar, harmonica
Gina Higham - vocals, backing vocals
Sean Higham - organ, bass
Emily Giles - cello
Miles Gillet - drums

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bede taylor Auckland, New Zealand

Bede Taylor lives with his partner Billy, their daughter Echo, 5 cats,7 chickens and 1 dog on Waiheke Island, NZ.
He makes music in his basement.

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Track Name: Red
I wish my love for you like Modigliani I could paint your eyes
With all the colour and the light
With all the darkness that comes with time

I wish my love for you I could write a poem so divine
Like the scent of your skin like a lilac kiss
Like the taste of a thousand year old wine

I wish my love for you I could turn water into wine
I wish my love for you I could turn water into wine

I wish my love for you I could steal from the silent muse
And fill you with the breath of Cohen's delight
Inhaled from moments of great beauty and truth

I wish my love for you I could peel the sack cloth from off of your eyes
And with the tears from a whore or saint
Wipe all the bloodied denial from off of your mind

I wish my love for you I could turn water into wine
I wish my love for you I could turn water into wine

I wish my love for you we could sing of hope and passion and light
Then my muse, maybe my fingers down your spine
Upon your lips across the ink that covers your suicide

I wish my love for you I could turn water into wine
I wish my love for you I could turn water into wine
Track Name: Useless
There's a candle with no wick
In the eyes of many makes the candle useless
There were lines of desperation, showed us all just where you've been
Now there's a skin graft and an awkward skeleton

A dog with a bone
Night cloaked in a veil
The angel who was devil
Blind mans feet and nine inch nails

There's a finger dipped in blood
Writing scriptures on a mirror
The mirror and the scripture
All written in your lust
Madness sadness
All all that good stuff
Wrapped up in their politics
Wrapped up in their love
Wrapped up in the scripture
Wrapped up in the Dove
There's a finger
dipped in blood
The mirror and the finger
wrapped up in their lust

A dog with a bone
And the peeling of skin
Monkeys and your prophets
Redemption and your sins

A manicured hand in the till
And a savage rape on that cross on the hill
A circle of old men throwing stones at the ill
And a savage hatred that we hold in our hands still

A dog with a bone
Night cloaked in a veil
The angel who was devil
Blind mans feet and nine inch nails

A dog with a bone
Night cloaked in a veil
The angel who was devil
Blind mans feet and nine inch nails
Track Name: Junkie for your Shame
Emotions fall out of you
Like blood
Like tiny rivers waiting for reasons
To flood
A stolen hand and a
Swollen glove
Angels of the apocalypse
All babbling about love

But you're just a junkie mama
You're just a junkie for your shame

White rabbits dressed in
Carousel skins
Waltzing with the feet of angels
Resurrecting old sins
You sit and grin at the feet of some hungry thief
With blood drying slowly on his ribs
The spike in your hands feels so good
You just slide the spike back on in

But you're just a junkie mama
You're just a junkie for your shame
But you're just a junkie mama
You're just a junkie for your shame

Thoughts fall in and out of you
Like rain
Like fingers soaked in Demerol
Pleasure points for pain
A wounded knee and a limp
And a crooked cane
You thought you'd found something precious
Then you lost it again

You're just a junkie mama
You're just a junkie for your shame
Cause you're just a junkie mama
You're just a junkie for your shame
Track Name: A Simple Man
Otis sits and eyes her thighs
A knife in his hand and some rope by his side
The glint of the metal casts a metal glint in her eyes
The mirror on the ceiling full of skin on skin skies

This is the ballad of a simple man, his lover and the thief
This is the ballad of a simple man, his lover and his thief

Jenny loved horses, and fairies and smack
Jenny was only 16 years old when she
Put a knife in her step daddy's back
And Otis met Jenny when she was high on the street
Selling lipstick massages to the crooked cops on the beat
And Otis loved Jenny
It was sad but it was true
But Jenny used Otis
Turned his heart black and blue
One day sweet Jenny whispered this in his ear
"I'll never love you Otis it's the needle I love dear"

This is the ballad of a simple man, his lover and his thief
This is the ballad of a simple man, his lover and his thief

Otis was a simple man but a fool he was not
As Jenny lay bound hand and feet
She looked herself in the eye
The mirrored ceiling it did not lie
It showed her Otis's dismay
Tears they fell from his bloody cheek from his chin and down the blade

"See now my love" Otis did speak
"See now my love what you've done to me"
The blade cut so swift
And the blade cut so deep
And finally Jenny felt the blue steel's heat
And Otis wept and Jenny screamed and the blood it bound them both
And with her final breath it spat a final halted tongue
And Otis raised the blade and plunged it deep into his love
And Otis raised the blade and plunged it deep into his throat

This is the ballad of a simple man, the lover and the thief
This is the ballad of a simple man, that had to kill to find his peace

Farewell my love

Farewell my love
Track Name: The Roses Song
I have seen red roses burst
Into petals of flame
That set your paper heart alight again

Wrinkles crowd your paper cut eyes
Your vacant stare disappears like the sunlight
And on my fingers still lie your salty tears

Your eyes betray the fact that you still love the one who killed you
Your fingers speak of a fragile bone missing, lost, broke or stolen

I'm not He I am not Him
I'm just a bad reflection
Of the man that you wanted me to be

The hate you hold so close to you heart
And all its past convictions
Needs the mirror and needs the sand like a pearl needs the friction
To take it out, to put it in, to cancel doubt


I have seen red roses burst
Into petals of flame
That set your paper heart alight again
Track Name: Stranger in this House
I'm a stranger in this house
There's no pictures of you and me
Hanging on these walls
And I'm guilty for being a fool
Don't take no genius to see that
I disappointed you all

And I'm sorry if you think my life is such a wreck
Be glad to know this house is cold
And full of regret
And I'm guilty I guess for just being me
I hold my hands out in front of you
You can throw away the key

And the car i drive is a baby blue
With a gas gauge don't work too good
And the warrant aint all that new
But it's a good car most of the time
It's kinda like me you know
Prefers the journey more than the arrival time

Oh but in my next life
I'll probably come back as myself
With a can of gasoline and a map of all the bridges in your town
And if I could change girl
Do you really think i would
It takes a whole lot of practice
To feel this misunderstood

Well I'm a stranger
I'm a stranger in this house
There's no pictures of you and me
Hanging on these walls
Track Name: Taste
Take the grapes from the ceiling of the night
I'll grab some old six string
Sing of darkness and sing of light

You sip your wine lover - smoke another cigarette
The night is still healthy
The sickness hasn't set in yet

There's a bird on the moon with a
Harpsichord wing
Plucking notes of sweet beauty from the
Harpsichord strings
I waited to see the moon glistening in your eyes
Your fingers were wet as they opened then spread... your thighs

You said "this is the beginning of a
Thousand little deaths"
You said it in French
And then said it again

Your cunt is my salvation for it shines and it waits
If salvation is the answer then salvation I will taste
Your cunt is my salvation for it shines and it waits
And if salvation is the answer then salvation I will taste
Track Name: Again
Standing in the doorway
I turn to see your face again
To stroke your grace again
Am I ever going to feel your grace again?

Walking down the hallway
I try to scream your name aloud
You turn and smile with your mouth
But your eyes say more than your lips shout

Crawling down the runway
I try to stop the plane from flying out
I lie and kick my feet up to the sky
And scream and shout like a child

Will I ever see your face again
Will I ever touch your grace again
Will you let me disappear again
Under your skin again

Crucify then justify
It was simpler just by getting high
Why did you have to die
I can't see your face anymore my friend

So show me what it's like
Some days I want to come and kiss your hand
Roll your eyelids up so you can see again
Just like a fairytale in the end

Will I ever see your face again
Will I ever touch your grace again
Will you let me disappear again
Under your skin again

Will I ever see your face again
Will I ever touch your grace again
Will you let me disappear again
Under your skin again
Track Name: Hate
I've been waiting for the time to come
I've been waiting for the time to come
When everything that's passed has turned to dust

I've been hoping that you'll never leave
I've been hoping that you'll never leave
I like to finger your cuts when you start to bleed

And what I thought was love I know now is hate
And what I thought was love I know now is hate

To peel your mask means to lose some skin
To peel your mask means to lose some skin
Your pretty hate machine is wearing thin

To peel your mask means to lose some skin
To peel your mask means to lose some skin
Your pretty hate machine is wearing thin

And what I thought was love I know now is hate
And what I thought was love I know now is hate

I've been lost in a pregnant space
Yeah I've been lost in a pregnant space
Waiting for God to show his face

I've been hoping that you'll never leave
I've been hoping that you'll never leave
I like to finger your cuts when you start to bleed

And what I thought was love I know now is hate
And what I thought was love I know now is hate
Yeah what I thought was love I know now is hate