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Snowflake
03:41
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Is it still Winter
Silver and gold
Dancing down the cold
And it’s not that I’m crazy
I know you love that I am
Snowflake in your hand
You can’t melt it down
Melt it down
Melt down
Say how
However you fold it
However you cut
My heartstrings go to the gut
And it’s not that I’m crazy
I know you love that I am
A perfect shell in the sand
Unplanned
There for now
There for now
There now
Till I’m found
Is it still Winter
Black and blue
Bruises through and through
Is it that I’m pretty
Am I one of a kind
Icy, blue design
Aligned
Done and done
Done and done
Done, done
Undone
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Round the Corners
03:35
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Well the days they come to the window
Oh, and I’m already gone
Tell the waiting birds we’ll have a candle
And some music to wash the bottle down
I’m gonna leave this twenty-odd house
Maybe follow my doubts South
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth
Well the raven bird starts to mingle
Blended in the clouds above my head
And I will sun in his shadow
And use his cool, black feathers for my bed
I’m gonna leave this twenty-odd house
Maybe follow my doubts South
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth
And if I should climb out that window
And fall to where those days all turn to years
Tell those morning birds to light their candles
For those times when we dreamed everything but our tears
I’m gonna leave this twenty-odd house
Maybe follow my doubts South
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth
What will I found ‘round the corners of my mouth
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Coriander Blues
03:12
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They stuck me in the back with my stomach in my shoes
And I played like they told me to
Two by two swingin’ softly in the noose
Where they strung up the best in you (best in you, best in you)
Dummy entertainers with nothin’ left to lose
Separate from the wood and glue
They fill an acre with coriander blues
But today this old room’ll do (room’ll do, room’ll do)
It’s better the strings are broken
Than set and bound
Fillin’ up the seats with hope and sound
It’s better the strings are broken
Than set and bound
Fillin’ up the seats with hope and sound (sound, sound)
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Killin' the Flower
03:06
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It’s been a long
Long couple of days
Since you walked on out
Since you walked away
You said you’d love me forever
Tell me what went wrong
Now you’re killin’ the flower
That’s grown for so long
You said you had to go
You said I pushed you away
So go sow your seed
On someone else’s grave
You said you’d love me forever
But now you’ve left me alone
And honey, it ain’t easy
When you don’t come home
Late at night I toss and turn
But I don’t think of you
I think of all those budding blooms
The girls you’re lyin’ to
Oh, if only I could tell ‘em what is comin’
Give ‘em a fair warning
They’d grow so tall without you
Baby, I was true
I know you liked it that way
But another’s arms
Are where you wanted to stay
I gave you all of my good times
Till you painted them blue
Just a bit of sunshine
Is all I needed from you
Just a bit of sunshine is all I needed from you
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Black Nag
04:26
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There ain’t a job in these mountains you don’t pay for for years
But it’s good to feel useful anyway
I heard down South’s a fountain they’ll throw pennies in for years
Till the coal comes to rest under the weight
It’s with those kinds of things I can relate
The other night I was dreamin’, had a shovel in my hand
And my Grandfather’s land between my toes
Well he asked me to plug up all the holes in our hills
But they sure pay the bills, Heaven knows
There’s a flood in Glen Canyon, but they say it’s a gas
Noah’s flood in a flash, sins washed away
But the folks ain’t abandoned, they’re still sunnin’ by the lake
A pretty gash in the wake of the fray
We can change God’s creation in a day
There’s a sign on my head where the miner’s lamp been
That says coal’s all that’s in this boy’s cards
And I can’t help but wonder when I think of the grin
That my Grandfather pinned between his scars
He said up here’s just closer to the stars
Lord, wash away this black day, wash away
From the peaks to the hollers and graves
Bring down a horse be it red, white, or gray
But just hold that black nag for a day
Bring down a horse be it red, white, or gray
But just hold that black nag for a day
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Ferris Wheel
05:26
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Turn around, Ferris wheel, turn like a 45
Sing us a sweet song, sing till we say goodbye
Dusty old canvas, painted like Christmas
Portions and footsteps and equal parts glitter and grime
Find your heart over and over
Get away, get away
Don’t let it get away, get away
Hold my hand tight on this here roller coaster
We’ll point at the sky when we’re under the Dipper and then
We’ll go round again
I caught a breeze there and sighed out to match it
I caught a breeze there and sighed out for every one
Find your heart over and over
Get away, get away
Don’t let it get away, get away
Turn around carousel, seed of a maple tree
Here comes the sky falling down all around my feet
Find your heart over and over
Get away, get away
Don’t let it get away, get away
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7. |
Take On Me
03:34
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Talking away
I don’t know what I’m to say
I’ll say it anyway
Today’s another day left to find you
Shying away
I’ll be coming for your love, OK
Take on me
Take me on
I’ll be gone
I’ll be gone in a day or two
In a day or two
So needless to say
I’m odds and ends
But that’s just me
Stumbling away
Slowing learning that life is OK
Say after me
It’s no better to be safe than sorry
Take on me
Take me on
I’ll be gone
I’ll be gone in a day or two
In a day or two
The things that you say
Is it live or is it just to play my worries away
You’re all the things I’ve got to remember
Shying away
I’ll be coming for you anyway
Take on me
Take me on
I’ll be gone
I’ll be gone in a day or two
In a day or two
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Run
03:51
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On a road from Cincinnati in a mood too mad to tame
You told me that you missed me and I said I felt the same
The trees held dying embers and the branches looked aflame
With many vibrant colors holding fast against the rain
And it’s not so bad
And it’s not so bad
And it’s not so bad, I know
It’s not so bad
Yeah, it’s not so bad
No, it’s not so bad, I know
A heavy conversation falls faster than the rain
And every mile per hour is unraveling a chain
I change my concentration to my dirty windowpane
And the rhythm of the road brings me back to this refrain
And it’s not so bad
And it’s not so bad
And it’s not so bad, I know
It’s not so bad
Yeah, it’s not so bad
No, it’s not so bad, I know
I think I’ll make it home
My tires are spinning forward while my mind is spinning back
Spots of grey before me turn to solid white and black
All your pleas and promises just push me on along
It may dark and narrow but this road’s where I belong
And it’s not so bad
And it’s not so bad
And it’s not so bad, I know
It’s not so bad
Yeah, it’s not so bad
No, it’s not so bad, I know
I think I’ll make it home
I think I’ll make it home
I’m coming home
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Thirteen Crates
03:36
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I’m gonna mail you in thirteen crates
To all the people that you once loved
With all your banking interests in thirteen states
Truth is one crate outta be enough
Oh, you better cry to God above
I’m gonna drown you in thirteen lakes
For your damns that break and flood out small towns
I’m gonna nail you to thirteen stakes to two railroad ties to hang upside down
Tell St. Peter than your smile’s a frown
Well I learned right from wrong between union songs and my Grandfather’s wake
They said after he died, from his throat they pried
An apple-sized hunk of coal and lead
Two years later my father was laid under the scales of an underground snake
Mama told me son, when that copper head’s done
You’ve got to follow the coal train and go for the head
Thirteen crates on the top of the hill
Jack fell down and went straight to Hell
Thirteen crates on the top of the hill
Jack fell down and went straight to Hell
Jack fell down and went straight to Hell
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Bread and Butter
04:58
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Hey babe the sun ain’t out for cryin’
I know it’s not the Golden Age
Send all your worries in a letter
Write on and find a better page
And all the bars they look like clutter
I can’t remember where we are
We held our hands bread and butter
We found a diner by a star
Some day’s a whine and some a holler
Some birds go down some eat the crow
Beyond the hope’s a tired daughter
Beyond the last length of her rope
This whole town is a rail yard
Screams as steel brakes on steel
But there’s no sound in the bell jar
Just the turning of the reel
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I Hear Ghosts
03:58
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There’s knock, there’s a knock
There’s a knock at my door
And a boot-stompin’ whistle raisin’ up from the floor
And they get a little louder
And they burn in my hear
Like a hot lover’s whisper
Like big onion tears
There’s a clock, there’s a clock
There’s a clock on my wall
And it ticks a little louder with each comin’ fall
I hear ghosts every day
And their words are like wine
And I just can’t stop drinkin’ no matter how hard I try
Nobody wants to hear
Nobody wants to care
Years pile up like a white wedding cake
Everyone passes on and nobody listens
The work that we do is a choice that we make
Every day, I’ve been tried
I’ve been tried, I’ve been told
To drink down the words
To warm from the cold
But today I feel good
Ain’t it just like a dream
My mind is so empty
But it’s nice to feel clean
Nobody wants to hear
Nobody wants to care
Years pile up like a white wedding cake
Everyone passes on and nobody listens
The work that we do is a choice that we make
Everyone passes on and nobody listens
The work that we do is a choice that we make
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12. |
No Hole in My Head
02:27
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Everybody thinks my head’s full of nothin’
Wants to put his special stuff in
Fill the space with candy wrappers
Keep out sex and revolution
But there’s no hole in my head
Too bad
They call me a dupe of this and the other
Call me a puppet on a string
They don’t know my head’s full of me and
That I got my own special thing
But there’s no hole in my head
Too bad
I have lived since early childhood
Figuring out what’s going on
I know what hurts I know what’s easy
When to stand and when to run
But there’s no hole in my head
Too bad
Everybody thinks my head’s full of nothin’
Wants to put his special stuff in
Fill the space with candy wrappers
Keep out sex and revolution
But there’s no hole in my head
Too bad
But there’s no hole in my head
Too bad
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Blessing
03:46
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Oh I have a blessing
That wounds, that crosses
And time has no lessons
Just roots and rocks
There are thieves in the bushes
There are bones where I walk
Oh but I have a blessing
She moves in the dark
Oh I have a blessing
That soothes and haunts
And time has no lessons
Just dues and loss
There are those who ask questions
Pass their hands cross hope to locks
Oh but I have a blessing
She answers in the dark
Oh I have a blessing
Though she weaves the thinnest cloth
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Shiny and the Spoon Cincinnati, Ohio
Called “Perhaps the best folk duo our region has to offer” (The Historic Southgate House), Shiny and the Spoon give off the warmth and intimacy of the likes of Johnny Cash and June Carter, with transcendent vocals and a vibrant acoustic core, complimented by sprinklings of ukulele, guitar, harmonica, and boot-stomping. ... more
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