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Slight Departure
04:40
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I know I should not leave
something's caught me by the collar
but oh what a kiss could mean
it's departure with a promise
My fellow passengers are discontent
the FAA has much to say
it's too much baggage anyway
Pull me out of line and have your way with me
Throw me back again I am no danger after all
It's what you get for looking out of place
and seeming, well hell, OH so excited before dawn
And if I look like something other than I am
I can't bitch about delays
I know I should not leave
this girl has caught me with her Je n'ai sais quoi
but I know well what want could mean
it's going to be a long HARD departure
A harder landing still
the pilot has apologies
I can't hear him for the racing of my heart
They nearly lynched me on the plane
for speaking out of turn
I must've muttered something about God.
But really who could blame me now
as the light exploded round
it's what you get for flying late for dawn
and if I look like something other than I am
I can't bitch about delays.
The day is coming once again
And people sit and rage
I haven't cared in years for what they think
Fingers claw upon the clocks
as they try to stretch the time
with surgery and perjury and God
I'm so sorry sweetness
but I booked this years ago
and I am leaving in the morning for my fight
I've got too much on my mind
and now there's someone on my lips
You must be crazy to be ready for my life
Oh how I hate to be late!
Now I know I need to leave
cause something's caught me by the conscience
It's dead of fall and 90 where I'm going
Christmas won't find Texas and back home I hear it's snowing
Give me back to trains these DCs take their toll on me
I swear to you that I won't make a fuss
Clinging beasts of steel and concrete
did you feel the want of it for me?
yeah, I know you felt the heat
And if I look like something other than I am
Won't you please excuse the dust and pardon all my mess
these trains they aren't like planes
they will let me board regardless
of the fireworks exploding in my chest
So hold me in the station I'm no danger after all
yeah kiss me like it's snowing and they won't let us take off
I'm talking trusting, slow and sweet
and I won't bitch about delays.
©2008 rob hinkal
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2. |
Protest Song
04:57
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I’m so sorry
I hear you have a cause again
To skip school and act the part
And max your card out
on red paint and cigarettes
Wound up and wounded
Your voice should be hoarse by noon
Your friends will be high by 3
But I’m sure your cause will be heard 5x5 by 5
And what was I ever going to be
If I’m satisfied I’m stupid
And what was ever going to please me?
If you’re not angry you’re not listening
How did I ever get born between the signs?
My God is mitichlorians now
X just ain’t divisible by me.
And I’m so sorry
I hear that you’re pissed again
I heard from a friend of a friend who read it on your journal
And you’re angry when it’s read
And you’re angry when it’s not
You’re just fighting in this war
But you’re angry that it’s fought
my friend
I’m trying to be kind
And what was I ever going to be
If I’m satisfied I’m stupid
And what was ever going to please me?
If you’re not angry you’re not listening
How did I ever get born between the signs?
Give peace a chance now
X ain’t divisible by me.
And if they don’t buy what you’re selling now
Don’t come crying back to me
I said songs should be true from the get-go
But what you are selling now
It’s girl-power and rage
from a child in the suburbs
Crying cause things
Don’t go your way
Crying cause things
Don’t go your way
Oh - I’m so sorry
I just get a bit stressed
Drinking didn’t solve it
I’m too scared for pot
coffee makes me crazy
but there’s something to be said for that
I don’t get what you’re getting
And I don’t want what you’ve got
I don’t care what you’re selling
and I don’t need what you’ve sought
Out side there’s something beautiful
Outside there’s something kind
But I’d forgotten what I’m doing here
In the midst of all your yelling
So despite my Love for RPGs
Despite my Love for you
I’m sorry but sick of all these games
We’re playing
And what were we ever going to be
If you’re satisfied you’re stupid
And what was ever going to please us?
If you’re not angry then you’re not listening
And how did I get born between the signs
No child left behind now
X just ain’t divisible by me.
© 2008 rob hinkal.
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3. |
Oklahoma Revival (1933)
04:05
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Been five years since I said
for better or for worse,
and two years since the fields have born
anything but dirt.
How can love stay green
when the fields won't do the same?
We were worn out as the ground,
the day the dust storm came.
I ran for the shelter,
you met me down inside.
Forced so close together
after all this time,
it was not fear I felt,
though my heart pounded with the door.
Your eyes met mine like lightning.
You pulled me to the floor.
And your lips
felt like forgiveness.
And your hands
went smooth for all their roughness.
As the world ended above
we made love,
as the Holy Carpenter tried to pull
the grain out the land.
Honey, kiss me now before
the Lord decides
we could use a sand.
The wind it whipped and battered,
took the red right off the barn.
It didn't even matter
as you held me in your arms.
You polished me smooth,
took the blush right off my skin.
No use being shy,
I was once your shelter every night.
And your lips
felt like forgiveness
And your hands
went smooth for all their roughness.
As the world ended above
we made love
as the Holy Carpenter tried to pull
the grain out the land.
Honey, kiss me now before
the Lord decides
we could use a sand.
The dust it settled down,
the sky went blue above us,
but we stayed underground
re-becoming lovers.
It took a storm so wild
to bury us alive,
bury us alive
and bring us back to life.
And your lips
felt like forgiveness.
And your hands
went smooth for all their roughness.
As the world ended above,
we made love.
As the Holy Carpenter tried to pull
the grain out the land.
Honey, kiss me now before
the Lord decides
we could use a sand.
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4. |
Draw You In
03:04
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Making angels out of paper, they fly so well in the breeze from the screen door.
Hope you notice all the left-handed scissors I brought just for you. For you.
And all the brand-new crayons, perfectly unstained,
soldier straight in the box they came in.
My humble offering.
I want to draw you in. I want to draw you in.
Hope it’s not too obvious, all the red construction paper
Laid out on the table and held down with paint jars.
But if I’m bold it’s only ‘cause until this,
I’ve been holding together with popsicle sticks,
Clear tape and paperclips in the back, where you can’t see.
I want to draw you in. I want to draw you in to me.
Paper cut upon my hand, got careless with my art.
This heart is like a teardrop folded, but you’re opening me up.
You’re opening me up.
© Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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5. |
Trouble
06:16
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The snow came fast
After all these lies and tired skies
She sent poetry and ice
and all the while
it blocks the roads
and drives me crazy.
not fast enough
slip and skid and sit and fall and taste me in your mouth
don't think too much
I'll drive you crazy
And the snow would snap and vanish
And sleet upon the flame
You know we're reflex and we're passion though we're trying to stay away
and oh how slow will all this burn me when you've tired of your game
it drives me crazy
so lay down all your arms and show those marks upon your back
and lay down cross your arms and hide your scars from me and laugh
we're shoving static at each other and you know we're mutilating facts
you know the weather looks so good when you pass
and wait
and keep your home from me
I'd burn it down
For the noise and all it's beauty
Just to see
If you were beautiful when angry
And I think you are
I'll give you time
I'll be leaving in the sun when the road is clear
I'll just pretend I never feared you
and I'll lie and say we're fine
just give me space
it's not a complicated question
I've dumped money in this engine
and dreams upon your fire so let it burn
let them say it's crazy.
and wait just wait
and leave your home for me
we'll burn it down
For the noise and all it's beauty
Burn it down
cause you're beautiful when angry
I think you are
and I drive you crazy.
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6. |
I Am the Wreckingball
04:57
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I am not mortar, I am mortal,
A force of destruction
about as cordial as a wreckingball.
A kiss like breaking brick,
that sickening feeling in your stomach.
Came seeking shelter and found
a splintered white picket.
A product of my raising,
build it and they will come praying
for restoration,
but I am no cathedral.
just broken and stained glass,
They say, have faith, and refuse to panic.
I don't want to be faithless! I don't want to be.
You dug this foundation by hand,
But it will be your grave - if you let it.
You can still leave this place,
Let this hole just fill up with rain
until there's nothing left of it all .
No, I am not the home you hoped for -
I am the wreckingball.
You said the ground was solid here,
I felt sand beneath me slipping,
And even as you lost your footing
You still promised spires
And strong stone arches, columns of marble,
But I swear it's most beautiful
when it's on fire.
chorus
How lovely the façade,
Such beautiful artistry.
And isn't a passionate lie
Kind of like honesty?
And I want to believe.
So tell me again:
It's not settling. It's not settling
chorus
© Heather Lloyd.
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7. |
Hands
04:48
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These are my hands
I have scarred them
all on my own.
and I I have seen them fighting battles
out on their own
I try to mind them I am firm but kind
they are my children
my threatened kin
I try to mind them
they are silent about where they've been
these are your wounds and I am not a healer
mix peroxide and salt
you know just wash it out
watch your mouth
I'm crawling back towards your shore
you know confusion my hands are birds
they've lost their focus
floating useless upon my sides
with my strength I've been ruthless
but the truth won't find me here.
it was fatal deeply hidden
the blood on my hands
she insists it all was hers
under oceans I've been swimming
there's saltwater deep within my head
it was fetal deeply hidden
the blood upon my hands
I insist it is all my own
under mountains I've been digging
there's earth caked thick beneath my nails
maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
but I do not stab I do not skewer
the blood upon my hands it is all my own
maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
but I do not stab I do not skewer
the blood upon my hands it is all my own
approach me with the poker held high
belief in this thing is belief in steel
my hands are monsters I hold them high
cut them off they have their voices
children's voices held up high
up in the sky angels chide them
"My hands are innocent"
or so they cry.
maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
but I do not stab I do not skewer
the blood upon my hands it is all my own
maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
but I do not stab I do not skewer
the blood upon my hands it is all my own.
©2000 rob hinkal
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8. |
Baliset
04:00
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I’m headed for the rocks again
Silent all the way
Oh to go my mother’s way
Screaming all the while
By now I know I’ll take anything
Any given chance
My fear is I’ll take everything and leave no one left standing
But Oh my queen my wife
You won’t get a piece of me
Though I will come for you
Just as they’ll come for me
My sihaya sihaya
To crown or kill me
And I’ll bear you to the rocks again
Belittled all the way
Oh to go my cousin’s way
Kill after kill after kill
But I keep my teeth unto myself
Keep my weapons clean
Stil you’ll throw me to the sands for this
And run my children to the ground.
But Oh my queen my wife
You won’t get a piece of me
and I will come for you
Just as they’ll come for me
My sihaya sihaya
To crown or kill me
Damn what I won’t do
Damn what I won’t say to you
I won’t tell you how it ends
Or who abandons you
Just damn what they will do to you
So I’ll bear you to the killing fields
And place you on the line
I’ll dig your hole myself my friend
Just like I’ve always done
And when my war is through with you
Had its way as I
I’ll shed my tears for the way it died
And wash my hands of you
And oh my Love my Life
You’ll have what is left of me
I will come with you
After they’re done with me
My sihaya sihaya
To have and hold me.
© 2009 rob hinkal
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9. |
No Blue Left
02:39
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There is no blue left in your eyes
The space between us shrank like your irises
When I was once miraculous
Held so high, I was afraid
All the sharp things …
And I lost my faith
Broke what I gave
There is no blue left in your eyes
I lost it all, and now they will not rise
To meet mine.
I could say sorry a thousand times
Still leave you unsatisfied
Still leave me crying
Still leave me crying
There is no blue there in his eyes
Lovely man though he is.
I try so hard not to compare,
But still how strange to search my lover’s face
And fail to find you there.
Still how strange to search my lover’s face
And fail to find you there.
© Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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Ask For Me
06:05
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If you go down to the bar, looking for a love song,
They tell you I’m the one you need to see.
So, come here to my corner, pop a quarter in my heart,
They were right when they told you to ask for me.
‘Cause you been working hard all day - just let me ease your mind.
And honey, I’ll be singing ‘til three.
But when they say last call, you don’t have to go home.
Think I’ve got a song left in me.
(chorus) So, if you want me, don’t you dare let me go.
Don’t make it harder than it has to be.
‘Cause I am yours for the asking. I am yours for the asking.
I am yours, so come on and ask for me.
‘Cause I been broken down, and I’ve been tired,
But you set me back on fire. And I bet you and I could find the melody.
I’ve lost all that I’ve loved, and if there is a God above,
Maybe I can’t, but you could ask for me.
(chorus)
(bridge) So, if you go down to the bar, looking for a love song,
I tell you I’m the only one you need.
(chorus)
So, come on. Come on.
© Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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11. |
LooseN
05:41
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I think we proved it
my guitar sounds better in the dark
like our faces, all floating
souls protected I think we think better in the dark.
all narcotic all soaking
I'm spoiled by your fingers
pray let me spoil you with mine
I will be soo kind
fingers pressing it's the tension
of attention
shame to let this want go all to waste
and let the have-nots have too soon
yeah, let my fingers do the walking
yeah, I ripped that off
give me time
and that's not all that I'll be ripping off
this isn't all that I am thinking
i just let my body speak first
it's the forefront of hindbrain
it's the loudest of all my parts
under cover of my sorrow
I'll get it all and strike it down
I've come to you for holding
please let me, please let me in
And I'd write Love songs if I would
you know like Brian would
I'd compare you to a summer's day
If I thought cliches
but I'll hold you up in darkness
light the night with all your flame
if you let me
I'm gonna take everything that I can
serenade this blank brick wall again
the edge is blurring
the morning sun is here,
the morning sun is here and it is burning
time for me to be turning home again
thank you for the time that you have loosed to me
in spite of me
all I can say is at least it's me
you'd not know the thoughts here churning
but I'm in the habit of spreading my mouth oh so wide
not like I'd kiss and tell
but what the Hell
I'll simply kiss and stand and sing
and I'd write Love songs if I could
you know I swear I would
but I'm so angry everyday
I'm never done fighting everything
you are building wings up from my ribs
I'll give you everything that you need
fill my feathers with blue gas heat
I'll kill the lights and watch them shining
I'll watch you shining
I think we proved it
all my words sound better in the dark
that way you can not see
all of what is leaving me
I'm open innocent, eyes so wide
and that's a rarity
I'm catching light, I'm trying to make it till the daylight strikes
speak to me of Germany, speak to me of your fights
I'm pinned down here in the Christmas lights
I'm pinned down here in your eyes
I'm getting Looser in my thinking
you're getting cooler every night
I'll play the game until it's ended
If I could take everything you know I just might.
and I'd write Love songs if I could
you know I swear I would
but I'm so firghtened everyday
II'm never done running from everything
you're building wings up from my ribs
I'll give you everything that you need
my bones my breath my teeth
I'll write Love songs if you please...
to keep you shining, I'll keep you shining.
©2000 rob hinkal
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12. |
Love A Girl Gone
03:32
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You fell for a girl fell for wanderlust first.
Devil in the spirit that’s blessing and curse.
Makes the holding sweeter, makes it hard to hold on,
But can you love a girl gone so long?
Can you love a girl gone so long?
She got a soft shoulder, she got a hard eye.
Fix a trucker on his side of the broken white line,
But sleeps like it was the backseat home in your arms.
Can you love a girl gone so long?
Can you love a girl gone so long?
(chorus) Are you man enough to miss her,
Stay true when you can’t kiss her for three weeks on the road?
Waiting at the gate with a love so strong, makes her want to stay
Though she knows, though she knows, gotta be moving on.
Can you love a girl gone so long?
Won’t call home every night, but when she does,
She’ll warm your heart, quicken your blood.
Sends post cards, but knows where she belongs.
Can you love a girl gone so long?
Can you love a girl gone so long?
Do her wrong she’ll change her route.
Her hour layover will lay you out,
But be quick, confess that you were wrong,
And you can love a girl gone so long.
You can love a girl gone so long.
(chorus)
© Heather Aubrey Lloyd
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13. |
rearview
03:40
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I picked up a new rear view today
to help put this behind me
and now I watch things fall away
and vanish to a point
the sun settles round like a halo going down
and even faces vanish
in silver glass and tarnish
my memories they drain away...
oh KEEP ME KEEP ME
please never abandon me
oh say that you Love me
say that you Love me for my
it's so sweet how cheap they come
with free adhesive and brand new perspective
I'm amazed at the Lives I can buy
for 19.95
but the finest angle and the finest light
points to the backseat where I have been hiding
I'm so sick of smiling
And I've been showing my teeth for all the wrong reasons.
oh KEEP ME KEEP ME
please never abandon me
oh say that you Love me
say that you Love me for my
body always lies
we excuse our hands
crossing lines
they are miscreant to say the least
but what you say is what you are
in the moment and in the now
don't write it down and don't lie back
I want you eye to eye to eye to eye.
eye to eye to eye to eye.
the only way to sharpen some things is to break them
you can grind and grind and grind and grind
and never reach the point
so the glass met asphalt with a vengeance
and look at me
I'm the holder of a thousand bloody points of view
and I just keep smiling.
oh KEEP ME KEEP ME
please never abandon me
oh say that you Love me
say that you Love me for my
self.
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ilyAIMY Baltimore, Maryland
ilyAIMY is a percussive acoustic rock animal hailing from Baltimore, MD. Mixing genres from rock to folk to soul to bluegrass; flavours as varied as jazz and hip hop curl through what is undoubtedly one of the most exciting sounds in today’s folk(ish) music scene. Instrumentation includes acoustic guitars, cello, djembe, cajon, Irish bones, keyboard, bass, drums & harmonies. ... more
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