THE WILD - OUTTAKES EP (2017)

Produced by KD & Jeffrey Foucault

Five extra tracks from the sessions for THE WILD.

CREDITS

Produced by KD and Jeffrey Foucault.
Engineered by Justin Pizzoferrato at Verdant, Athens, VT, and Sonelab, Easthampton, MA. Mastered by Alex McCollough at True East, Nashville, TN.

Kris Delmhorst - vocals, acoustic guitar, cello, piano, wurlitzer, rhodes
Jeffrey Foucault - electric, resophonic, and acoustic guitars, ukulele, piano, toy piano, vocals
Billy Conway - drums
Jeremy Moses Curtis - electric and upright bass
Alex McCollough - pedal steel guitar

Design by Jeffrey Foucault and Kris Delmhorst
Photos: Front cover Jeffrey Foucault, all others Joe Navas

TRACKS

1. Too High 2. Alibi 3. Laughing at Funerals 4. Vultures 5. If This Ain't Heaven

LYRICS

TOO HIGH

I got too high, I can't come down
I'm in the blue sky, just floating around
I thought I was dreaming, up above it all
I thought I was just dreaming, now everything looks so small

I went too far, now I can't come back
I drove my brand new fast car straight down the track
All I saw was green lights turning on in a row
All I saw was green lights saying go go go, go go go and then I went too far

I lost my way, I can't find my home
Like some kind of stray, wandering on my own
You know it gets so lonely, out in the cold
It only takes a little kindness and I'll follow you home, follow you home and then I go too fa

Can you throw me some kind of line, can you turn me around
Put me back in my body, put me back on the ground
I got too high

ALIBI

Love I know you're a mystery
Hey I'm a mystery too
No one does the kinds of things we do
And I let the mystery lie

Love I know you're an animal
Hey I'm an animal too
Curl up in a secret den when the night is through
And I'll be your place to hide

Love I know you're a criminal
Hey I'm a criminal too
No one knows the darkest things we do
And I'll be your alibi

I let the mystery lie
I'll be your place to hide
I'll be your alibi
I'll be your alibi

LAUGHING AT FUNERALS

She was so young, still laughing at funerals
She'd set any old thing on fire just to see if it'd burn
And you were so tired, enough that your mind was sore
Enough to just close the door on all that you'd learned

Oh, it's getting dark so early
Oh, the light just slips away
Oh, you feel the world's cold shoulder today

And on that long road, your home gets so far away
It feels like some little play you were in long ago
And it was easy, easy as lying, easy as dying just to let it all go

Oh, it's getting dark so early
Oh, the light just slips away
Oh, you feel the world's cold shoulder today

Well I was so young, still laughing at funerals
I'd set any old thing on fire just to see if it'd burn

VULTURES

Circles in the sky oh oh oh
Shiny little eye oh oh oh
Waiting on you, waiting on me
Waiting around for us to bring each other down to our knees

Vultures up in the sky, waiting on our demise
Vultures up in the sky, I wanna leave them nothing

Up in the trees oh oh oh
Love your disease oh oh oh
Living on pain, living alone
Out in the rain, they wanna pick at our bones, pick at our bones

Vultures up in the sky, waiting on our demise
Vultures up in the sky, I wanna leave them nothing

They don't sleep, don't sleep a wink at night
They don't sleep, don't sleep a wink at night
They don't sleep, don't sleep a wink at night
They don't sleep a single wink at night cause they're vultures

And they want you to pick up the bottle
They want you to take the lowest road
They want you to let up on the throttle
And to pick up the stone, pick up the first stone

Vultures up in the sky, waiting on our demise
Vultures up in the sky, I wanna leave them nothing

IF THIS AINT HEAVEN

I don't know about a better place
I don't know about a higher ground
I got your song in the morning
I got the sky all full of dawning
If this ain't heaven baby, I don't ever have to go

Hold a candle to the stormy night
Box of matches by the pilot light
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Difficult days, elegant years
If this ain't heaven baby, I don't even need to know

Ain't no way to ever understand
How we held the sunlight in our hands
Look at the way it came right to us
Look at the way it twines all through us

If this ain't heaven baby, I don't ever have to go
If this ain't heaven baby, I don't even need to know
If this ain't heaven, I don't need it