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A double studio/live album - Tracks 1-6 recorded & mixed by Steve Steckler at Asparagus Media Studios in Takoma Park, MD. Tracks 7-21 recorded live by rob Hinkal & mixed by ilyAIMY.

ilyAIMY has been together a long, long, long time. We've outlasted wars, marriages & become a family. Like any family, we've grown & fought & evolved & woken up next to one another under strange circumstances. This album's release balanced on a cusp as we all entertained fantasies of other Lives, wonder what could've been & enter new chapters in our own worlds excited by what IS.

"Another Life" (tracks 1-6) explores the revolutions in & outside our heads. There are alternate robs alongside past Heathers, future robs & other Heathers. "Another Live" (tracks 7-21) celebrates our favorite performances of 2012-2013 & lets you be there with us (or relive it with us).

Be sure to check out the electronica remix of "Another Life" by our friend Artem Bank at artembank.bandcamp.com/album/another-remix

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released September 8, 2013

rob Hinkal (guitar & vocals)
Heather Aubrey Lloyd (guitar, vocals, electric guitar, ukulele, percussion & drums)
Kristen Jones (cello, electric cello, vocals)
Sharif Kellogg (keyboards & bass)
Rowan Corbett (percussion & vocals)

Guest violin on "Another Live" by Bruce Lebovitz
Mastered by Charlie Pilzer at Airshow Mastering, Takoma Park, MD

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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. ... more

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Track Name: Oracle
I come to you, hu\mble and willing,
brave stepping over the bones of my brethren
I wouldn't come here if I wasn't desperate,
but I am too small, I cannot lift this.

One cement block could hold all I love
each moment sinking deep in the mud
and I would do everything in my own power
but I am too small, and so is the hour.

And will I never be great
because I refuse to be cruel
will I always be afraid
will I always need
an oracle?

They said you were great, and they were not lying,
but why is greatness so terrifying
great and terrible ... always in pairs
so we come to an oracle, trembling and scared

And will I never be great
because I refuse to be cruel
will I always be afraid
will I always need
an oracle?

I do not steal like the rats in the rosebushes
I do not kill like the owl in the forest
I do not lie like the leaders of fortresses
so will I die with the kind and the powerless?
I do not steal like the rats in the rosebushes
I do not kill like the owl in the forest
I do not lie like the leaders of fortresses
so I will die with the kind and the powerless.

And I say that I will never be great
because I refuse to be cruel
and I will always be a little afraid
I will always be little, but I would rather be little
than ever be
an oracle.


- © Heather Aubrey Lloyd
Track Name: the MARC
are you traveling to New York with your guitar?
or are you going off alone?
are you meeting someone?
will you think of me when you get there?
do you think of me at all these days?

this train will take you farther than I dare go
just outside my head

it's 600 miles up there
a long drive by anyone's standards
and I cannot guarantee too many visits
and I cannot guarantee too many letters

this station has its separate paths
and we our separate tracks
our separate tracks

I know that I am hard to Love
and I know that I ask for far too much
but we get what we ask for sometimes
and sometimes we miss the mark
we miss the mark

well now I travel the world with my guitar
but I remain so alone
sometimes I meet someone
I think of no-one some days
but sometimes
someone's just enough
to sweetly fill my time
and sometimes nothing but a dream is enough
and sometimes even the dream's too late
I've missed the MARC

©1998 rob hinkal
Track Name: Silent Little Bells
Into a hole in the cold, cold ground on a grey, grey day
Into a hole, down, down-soft place for us to lay
I buried us in a secret place none will go
Bluebells in the field, the only wreath we’ll ever know.

No churchyard will ever hold our sad, sad sin
No coin of copper, silver, gold to buy our way in
No stone to mark the bitter place where we lie
No stone but my heart … and no one’s tears but mine.

Can you hear … judgment in the trees
How they say … I'll never rest in peace
And they will say … lies I can never untell
See, the only hymns sang for him were from silent little bells
Silent little bells …

I loved a man in the worst of ways, loved me once
Loved me but he left, left me with his son
But the son he did not rise when it was his time
And I begged my love bury our son, but he said “was none of mine.”

The world it judged me hard for what it did not see
The woman is a whore, while the man he goes free
So tell me now for all my pain, can it be a sin
For a woman done wrong to do the man done it – do that man right in?

Can you hear … judgment in the trees
How they say … I will never rest in peace
And they will say … lies I can never untell
See, the only hymns sang for him were from silent little bells
Silent little bells …

I took my love to an old, old place on the edge of town
Told him he could take me, take and lay me down
I let him kiss me deep upon the edge of the well
I took my lover in my arms and took us both to Hell.

Into a hole in the cold, cold ground on a grey, grey day
Into a hole, down, down-soft place for us to lay
I buried us in a secret place none will sing
Bluebells in the field, bluebells in the field, bluebells in the field
And not a one to ring.


- © Heather Aubrey Lloyd
Track Name: Elephant Joke
This one-sided blind side was not the right side for me
Just cause I’ve got something for you does not mean you’ve anything for me
And falling through the cracks with no safety net at all
Makes the cheap seats even cheaper and gives a surer sharper fall

What did any of it mean?
Who’s gonna save me?
I think I’ve overlooked something in the room…

This over-arching roof is guaranteed you’ll have nothing left but no fear of anything
Never cold and never hungry just stay huddled close to me
I am the sum of every little thing you need
You poor and huddled masses yearning to be me
You’ve got nothing left to fear but fear itself and me

What did any of it mean?
Who’s gonna save me?
I think we’ve overlooked something in the room…

Fool me once and blame the student
Fool me twice and blame the teacher
Fool me thrice and blame the master
Or maybe start looking back…

I’ve heard it causes cancer
I’ve read it cures the same
It’s been known to shift its stance and ask askance if you thought everyone else here had changed
It’s been known to toe the line and place its weight upon the scales it’s been known to slowly shift around
It’s been known to tell a joke and call the shots and pull the strings
And everybody knows it really gets around

What did any of it mean?
Who’s gonna save me?
I think we’ve overlooked something in the room…

Fool me once and blame the student
Fool me twice and blame the master
Fool me thrice and blame the system
Or maybe start looking back…


- © 2013 rob hinkal
Track Name: Revolutions Per Minute
Everyone loves a revolution
spin in a circle, 'til it comes round
everyone loves a revolution
'til it's on your doorstep, 'til it's on your ground

I got complaints, I can't deny
I got concerns, keep me awake at night
and I got my problems with the way of the world, see
But I'm not a soldier and I never will be

The tv's like a fast car
they're cheering it on
Revolutions per minute
and the Beatles' song:
"you say you want a revolution"
make sure it's the one you want ...

Everyone loves a revolution
all the liberty they bring
everyone loves a revolution
but one man's Che
is another man's King

You never know
what you'll get when tyrants fall
and a revolution's just a circle
after all

The radio's a fast car
they're singing along
revolutions per minute
and the Muse song:
you can "stand up and take the power back"
it's easy to sing,
but would you do it if they asked?

Easy to say
far away, oh so safe
No sacrifice
ain't that nice
just you wait 'til it comes
who'll be the chosen ones?

'Cause everyone loves a revolution
spin in a circle, 'til it comes round
everyone loves a revolution
'til it's on your doorstep, it's on your ground

I got complaints, I can't deny
I got concerns, keep me awake at night
and I got my problems with the way of the world, see
But I'm not a soldier. I never will be

The tv's like a fast car
they're cheering it on
Revolutions per minute
and the Beatles' song:
"you say you want a revolution"
careful of what you want ...
You say you want a revolution ...

- © Heather Aubrey Lloyd
Track Name: A Perfect Day
Once I had intelligence
And once I had the will
But sometimes all the lines a hard life finds redefine our tale
And the dreamer deep inside of me was eventually a casualty
I think the things I couldn’t think and fight the fights I couldn’t win
Inside my head.

I unwrapped the star this year but it wasn’t where I’d dreamt of being
And as the paper fell away
The glitter fell away
The kids weren’t there but I just don’t care
She wanted plastic and I’d thought so hard for wood this year
They can open them alone
I paid for all this stuff
Ain’t that enough
I’m leaving

The winter came on oh so hard
And every muscle aches
From 40 years of hoping passion’s all it takes
Too old to leave a pretty corpse
Too young to just forget
I’ll surprise you all with the poison in my head
The poison in my head

It’s the perfect weathered grey
The perfect winter’s Day
As I climb into the sky
I scribbled all the things I could’ve said
You’ll be sorry when I’m dead
You’ll all be sorry when I’m dead
now just once I’m gonna seize the day…

I’m falling I’m falling

The first one to the scene
They took everything they could get from me
And the doctors that came next
They feared the worst
That I was uninsured
The ink upon the note had run with the snow and blood and slush
It was a Christmas miracle they said
That if I wake
That I will Live

But I’m flying I’m flying…


- © 2013 rob hinkal
Track Name: Valeri
The flesh in my bones is not quite as thick as it used to be
Some days I think that the ridges in the tips of my fingers have been worn away
I load my back with 16 tons
I'm listening hard for the camel crack

When Fear brought the church to me I thought I'd
Touched stained glass for far too long
My fingers yellowed, my fingers stained
You died in glass that was stained that color.

I found you soft in a cold, dark place,
eyes so wide I could barely see the whites.
In a cold dark place I could not find the softest part
In your eyes
In your eyes

The flesh in my bones is not quite as lush as I thought it was now I find I'm as soft as a cat
I load my head with 16 tons
I'm listening hard for that that I hope is there
I have been told what to do, what to be, what I cannot be.
I have been many things I don't even know what I want to be
I hope I am much stronger for these things that I have been
I thing too clear, too dear, too cold, I fear
I fear I see the bottom of the sea
A thing to clear
She was ice green clouded over
She faded fast as she faded fast
As the sun came clear.
As the sun came clear.

I hunt this photograph that binds you to me
I hunt this dream that I thought was part of you and me
I burn the locket, I collect this ash,
I hold the dust, I hold it dear
until the sun came clear.
Until the sun came clear.

I hunt this photograph that binds you to me
I hunt this dream that I thought was part of you and me
I burn the locket, I collect this ash,
I hold the dust, I hold it dear
until the sun came clear.
Until the sun came clear.
You know I held you so dear.

Like Mary in the sky a small blond skull turned to me
It's time for me to leave
Nothing left but the creature in the corner
Nothing left but the beast behind the door
I let loose, I screamed at the storm
I could have saved her
I could have saved her
I could have saved her
I could have saved her
If I'd only had the time.
If I'd only had the time.
If I'd only took the time.

The flesh on her bones is no longer on her bones,
It has seeped, been stripped it has found and wound it's way
And open, the eyes lie live at the bottom of the sea
They lie accusing me,
They lie accusing me
of everything I wish I could be in her eyes.
In her eyes.
In her eyes.

©1997 rob hinkal
Track Name: Will
the rain came down
back washing alley ways
drowning men out of holes...
the water ran red
as people lost skin
and a frightened young man
looked down upon his toes...
he¹s in danger of getting his feet so wet
ships are tossing down in the harbour
the wind is raising, the rain came pounding down
ships are sinking down in the harbour
as the waves came up
they climbed past the dykes, they climbed past the fenceposts
the snuck past the sentries and lapped at the locked tight doors
as the rains came down

these are our martyrs and these are our prayers
these are our Lives...

down in the harbour there forms a storm
that could wipe us all clean of Life.
Hold tight now and close your eyes now
and hope the storm pass you by.
Then came a woman, a hero a martyr,
she needed no comfort.
Down in the harbour she walked in the sky
she walked on the waves, she walked on water.

these are our martyrs and these are our prayers
these are our Lives.
They are given to us to do with as we see fit
rest assured that we Will.

with a 6 foot frame, she walked on the ocean floor,
she shone like copper.
With a 6 foot frame she walked with the sun,
she walked too high to see.
With a 6 foot frame she asked me to walk with her,
6 foot tall with her.
She turned to me and whispered:
"Don't fear the storm."

And now the water is 6 foot deep
and the people in the mud, another 6 foot under.
It¹s a struggle, such a struggle to keep my head above water.
I¹m clinging on to Mary¹s shoulders
and I¹m standing up on Mary¹s shoulders
I¹m weighing down on Mary¹s shoulders...
as she drowns.

these are our martyrs and these are our prayers
these are our Lives.
They are given to us to do with as we see fit
rest assured that I Will.

©1997 rob hinkal
Track Name: Illinois Is Overflowing
I'm so tired of water.
Three inches of rain in the passenger side.
The intestines of cassette tapes
are shining at the curb,
begging just one more play,
begging just one more ride,
but I just keep driving.
I just keep driving.

You close your eyes,
three inches away in the passenger side.
James is on the radio singing,
"Don't let me be loney,"
as I turn off the headlights,
take two states by moonlight,
I can't stop driving.
I can't stop driving.

(chorus)
And you say,
"Baby, it's alright,
the rain's subsiding.
We might even be dry tonight."

My wheels aren't even
touching the ground.
We're flying on faith
that the engine will hold.
Keep us going.
Keep us going.

(chorus)

I'm so tired of highway.
Three miles to the toll at the coming state line.
No quarters but this quarter tank,
we search our empty hands.
As Illinois is overflowing,
we hope for a little change here inside,
so we can keep driving.
So we can keep driving.

(chorus)

© Heather Lloyd
Track Name: Oklahoma Revival
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.
Track Name: Drown
It's all the past-tense beautiful ones
They're working in these bars
They keep the lights dimmed down down down
In the hope that the years don't grow

And they look up to the sky in revolution
And they open up their mouths
A gutter baptism won't ever save you baby
But it won't be suicide if you drown

I'm too young to hate the games you play my friend
And I'm too old to turn you down
You want a Love what leaves bruises where he pleases
I'll try

And all of the young ones if they're still young enough to run
They're better than me still
Their hungry eyes seek out the strongest loudest biggest "best"
And they're just angry at the rest

They open up their thighs in revolution
And they open up their mouths
Some will learn to fight down down upon their knees
Most will just drown

I'm too old to play the games you play my friend
But I'm too young to turn them down
You want a Life what leaves bruises where it pleases
I'll try.

And yet you always cut the deepest
And yet you always fly away
Dry out your flesh on me
he would burn you anyway

And what of me and the noise I bring
I'm still working in these bars
I keep my head down down down
In the hope that the years don't show

I raised my voice in revolution
And I opened up my mouth
One more angel in the legions
I'm just waiting to be drowned
Out.

And I will always cut the deepest
And I will always fly away
Dry out your flesh on me
I will Love you anyway

© rob hinkal
Track Name: Allergy
All this scratching
has been getting me nowhere
thick skin etching
getting me high

thick skin blisters
and the blisters bled
no-one's listening
so no-one is fed up

finger finds purchase
and the paw's got to dig
tunnel down deep till all you see
is what you did

gotta have an allergy
to the world today
only way to explicate
what's been crossing my head

mile by mile we march
man by man we conquer
rabbit army rises
rage and armour

all this itching
has been getting me nowhere
all this wretching
just a little rabbit cough

thick skin shivers
and blisters soft
but digging hardens paws
and the feeling falls right off

the tunnel taught me all of
everything that it ought to
tunnel tunnels vision
most efficiently

gotta have an allergy
to feeling anything at all today
gotta have a thick skin thick skin
thick thick thick

mile by mile we march
man by man we conquer
rabbit army rises
rage and armour

someone was whining
about the price of gas today
someone was whining
about their twin SUVs yesterday

I remember 9/11
someone caught solidarity
gave blood gave Love
gave cash gave thanks

but I remember 9/23
suffering back to normalcy
he blamed Hussein
the gays and the gas tax
yeah - like that makes sense to me

all this bitching's
been getting me nowhere
all this rubbing
has been getting me high

it shouldn't be coming
as any great think
my thick skin is thinning
the blisters weep

breaking me in
that's best done swiftly
breaking me down
that could take some time

breaking out somewhere
that's what I've been thinking
killing them quickly
never crossed my mind

mile by mile we march
man by man we conquer
rabbit army rises
rage and armour

©2006 rob hinkal
Track Name: No Place Is Home
The days are getting cold -
Ther’ll be coats this Halloween.
All the children are disappointed,
all their sequins will go unseen.

And the pirates and the goblins
will steal you far away from me,
leave me nothing but hollow faces,
all used up of their flame.

(chorus)
There’s a whisper in my blood
of something darker in the road,
but if I can just make it ‘cross the bridge
before the horseman runs me down,
runs me down.

The leaves are not the only ones
who are losing all their green,
shedding red glitter from my shoes
no place is home this Halloween.

And I cannot reattach all that has fallen away.
That road doesn’t lead me back
and there’s nowhere I can stay to rest …
To stop this pounding in my chest.

(chorus)

No place is home. No place is home. No place is home.

Please invite me to come inside –
I can stay young one more night.
Underneath this half-moon safety,
we've got the rest of our lives.

(chorus)

© Heather Lloyd
Track Name: Drift
Please
don't fear for me
I'll get there snow or no
With a cure or with a blow
to end it all

This steed
Is trusted by me
I never learned to navigate such drifts
But blindness it is bliss
And my Love please don't forget
I'm a creature of such willful ignorance

Please don't kick
Please don't fight
Please don't leave my sight.

Hush
Don't run from me
I know what you've been honing
It takes skill to be alone on Christmas Eve

Oh
My wreath
Poisonous and wild
My crazy one my bitter child
I've been trained on pain and though it's draining
I think you might be worth the games you play

Please don't kick
Please don't fight
Please don't leave my side.

Sensuous and sly
You deemed me worth the night
Hair and skin and fingers in
The pain the grin the cramp and then
The freezing dawn
I couldn't save you
I don't know if I could turn the key again.
I don't know that I could turn the key again.

Please don't kick
Please don't fight
Please don't leave my sight.

Please
don't fear for me
I'll get there snow or no
With a kiss or with your wish
to end it all

This deed
Goes untrusted by me
I never learned to navigate such drifts
But blindness it is bliss
And my Love please don't forget
I'm a creature of such willful ignorance

Sensuous and sly
Lovely until light
Reddened eyes and hidden skin
Longing gaze and flight and then
The freezing dawn
I couldn't see you
I don't know that I should turn the key again.

©2006 rob hinkal
Track Name: We Must Be Ships
You know in my heart, you're a stowaway
and though I've sent in the dogs,
I can't seem to make you go away,
In spite of all of the floods.
And I've asked Poseidon to find him who's hiding
safe on my last vintage of hope -
a drug deeper than water
held in something that floats.

And you are a barrel-rider -
the most tenacious kind.
And you are all promises,
and I am all wine.
Our chronicle littered with farewell dinners,
you topping off my glass
before we pass,
before we pass.

But all I taste is salt
when we kiss, when we kiss
the way we pass in the night
the way we pass in the night
we must be ships.

I flashed you a signal
you gave me a bow on your way through.
With all our appointments
it's all that we had time to do.
We love our traveling, though rigging's unraveling,
my canvas sails' getting torn.
Though I lead the way like a mascarone*,
I can't say II know where I'm going.

Chorus

I found your name
finger-written in sand,
last time I made land.
And I would leave you a note,
but I know
it won't last.

And you are a barrel-rider -
the most tenacious kind,
and you are all promises
and I am all wine

chorus
*Mascarone: Spanish for the figureheads on the front of wooden sailing ships.


© Heather Lloyd.
Track Name: Crazy As a Good Thing
No-one thinks that you're a good find
My friends all think that you're from Hell
But I don't think that you're a bad find
Though you are p rob ably from Hell

We all think you're crazy
And they Love to tell me so
But I can't see that as a bad thing
My friends say I'm crazy too

But I heard you had a hard day
You gave all you got to give
Not everybody sees
You're crazy as a good thing

I've heard that you're too young
But I know it's also said
I act too young, no attention span
I can't sit still and can't behave

I'm angsty, I'm frightened
I give all I've got to give
I keep nothing in reserve for this Life I'm supposed to Live
My Dad scared that out of me

But I heard you had a hard day
Not everybody sees
You're crazy as a good thing

Get a nice house
Nice yard
Nice fence
They say
Good job
Good try
Good dog
No

Not everybody sees
My crazy as a good thing.


©2006 rob hinkal
Track Name: I Didn't Take It Down
Promised you would love me more than any other man
the time you said it first, and we made love in your bed
you're gonna have to trust me on it, sometimes you forget
'cause I didn't take it down
no, I didn't take it down.

Years now, I'm agonizing over the painting
you made to keep me company in my lonely apartment
I moved it to a different wall I don't always have to see,
but I didn't take it down.
no, I didn't take it down.

Oh, so many things
floating in the air
my heart is your balloon,
but my head so heavy, dear.

You call me your shelter, but I have no home
I ask for so little. You won't ask for more.
My one and only comfort when it comes to either/or
is I didn't take it down
no, I didn't take it down.

Oh, so many things
floating in the air
my heart is your balloon,
but my head so heavy, dear.
My head so heavy, dear.
And I cannot seem to put it down.
I cannot seem to put it down.
Track Name: Slight Departure
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
Track Name: Baliset
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
Track Name: Hands
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