Lazy Mosaic (Various Tracks)

by Indian Blanket

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released January 24, 2011

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Track Name: A Mirror
It’s cold in Missouri
While the dark meets the day
And I don’t remember
Ever feeling this way
It’s not quite a sadness
The way that sadness is weighed
I’m just hearing the world through a wall
I’m just in some other room is all

I can’t describe
How things used to be
How the colors were warmer
And never would bleed
Over the lines
That define what would be
A beautiful portrait of myself
Now I only see somebody else


I look in the mirror
And I search for the key
To the door in my mind
That just might set me free
or push me down deeper
without out a guarantee
that I’ll like the things I find
those things that can only be mine

Here the past and the present
And the future replay
Slowed down and silent
For to see my mistakes
And the women I’ve loved
And the friends that I’ve made
They wave, beckoning me
Do I go, or do I leave?
Track Name: Indian Blanket w/Brian Brissart - Moonshine Blues (live)
I've been a moonshiner
for seventeen long years.
I've spent all my money
on whiskey and beer.
I go to some barroom
and set up my still
and if whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will.

I go to some hollow
and drink with my friends
where that women won't follow
and see what I spend.
God bless those pretty women.
I wish they was mine.
Their breath is as sweet as
the dew on the vine.

Let me eat when I'm hungry.
Whiskey when I'm dry.
Green grass when I'm hard up.
Religion when I die.
The whole world is a bottle
and life is a dram.
When that bottle gets empty,
well it ain't worth a damn.

I've been a moonshiner
for seventeen long years.
I've spent all my money
on whiskey and beer.
I go to some barroom
and set up my still
and if whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will.
Track Name: Backwards
I passed over a cloud where I could not look down
to see the fauna and flora a-mixing
a nectar so sweet
to challenge the beat
of temptation's black heart reaffixing.
I came back to the earth and sat at the hearth,
warmed by the wood set a-burning.
But laying so low
the angle won't show
just how slowly these lands are a-turning.

I gave you a rock to keep in your pocket
in an attempt to keep you from rising.
Told you a thing
but the harmonic ring
distracted your ears from my lying.
So I begged for the rain but when the water came
it weighed down my garments like shackles
and I couldn't run
to a circle of sun
where the water might lift from me backwards.

I pulled greens from the ground
and without smile nor frown
tilted my head in contemplation.
What indifference is this
that brings me to twist
those petals from their perfect arrangements?