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The Slee​-​Py

by Gerygone & Twig

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It is far too early in the morning to get out of bed. It's far too early in the morning To get out of bed Just get out of bed.
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The briefest beat before awake am I My limbs are still gone, my soul is my eye Sleep in, love, hold my face gentle Our heads can float up (like balloons) Together until the noon The noon Your dreams are under your lids, a paused parade You're all that I can and need to comprehend Sleep in, you can't even spell responsibility right now Right now You are nodding away but I'm so glad you're still here You are the morning peony showers, you are the scent of love letters received, You are the best idea that's ever breathed you are Nourishment that never goes to waste You are cranberry juice without the aftertaste And I can't wait to see your eyes again When they open A man can never be quite at his best So sweetie rest The morning train has not yet come and Audible still is the pitchy hum of the snoring sun, Of the snoring sun.
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My God, my God My God My God, my God The glory of the morning as you put it In my hands to survey If all I knew was you I would be full Lop the bough, from sands of the sea will spring up, somehow A tree of your worthiness Oh daughter lift your voice, Oh daughter lift your voice So who among us is still sleeping? So who among us is still sleeping, sleeping, sleeping? Two, three, four I lie, I lie I lie, I lie Awake I've become like a bird on a roof Alone, alone Alone, alone On a mountain Where I chose to flee from you I've been a fool But I'm coming back to you I'm coming back to you I'm coming back to you So who among us is still sleeping? Flight or ferry, I'm a bird to carry your voice Somehow, a tree of worthiness, oh daughter lift your voice Ba-buduh-baaaaaahh
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Say lady, could you kindly place About five more tablespoons of sugar in the remaining space Between the foam and the lid Of my little itty bitty cup of energizing liquid? Addicted, why yes, I'd say for sure All I know is, it's seven o' clock again and I'm always running out of time But I'm burning my tongue just to find some peace of Mind you, I've barely acclimated to the bitterness But I'm an over-sweetened coffee-sipping repetitive ceaseless mess Oh, and perhaps there's toilet paper attached to my feet again and shoot I left my brain at home didn't I? And maybe my toothbrush is stuck in my hair and this morning, Did I forget to put on underwear? Well who cares? Certainly not me. When it gets down to it, well I rarely do. Sitting around letting my head turn into goo, over you Can I drink this through my nose? Hey, something smells like redundancy to me Have I ever even accomplished anything? Oh perhaps I haven't thought sane thoughts in days But I don't know what day it is anyway And maybe that burner's been on for quite a while But I've been sitting watching strangers forget how to smile. Are you forgetting how to smile? Well it'll happen again tomorrow. Ooh, it'll happen again tomorrow Are you forgetting how to smile?
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The sun came in on a Tuesday afternoon and crawled in bed with me He told me that my eyes were black, just the way he likes his coffee And that everything is beautiful when you look close enough at it But your justification for the way you love me was a concept I just couldn't get My heart had run too far ahead, too far ahead, too far ahead So come on and give me something I can go on Just a little air to breathe 'Cause I'm gonna need something when you're gone I'm the kind of leaving that is not Call me honey, call me sweet; call me anything you want me to be Just tell me you'll wait for me, 'till i'm much closer I dreamt you were crying in my arms, you said, "I don't want to go" And it had felt quite a bit like dying when I had to watch all of the falling snow Break the dawn of tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow So come on and give me something I can go on Just a little air to breathe 'Cause i'm gonna need something when you're gone And I'm the kind of leaving that is not I'm the kind of leaving that is not
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Cerulean 02:49
Hello, sir Hiding behind the counter in the baby blue Can I borrow one of those little flighty verbs from you? 'Cause I've been inching up the hairs on the back of my neck, yes I'll have to sit down as they stand up and Centimetering through the bouts of cobalt in my mind's vault Sit beside my baited beluga breath as I seek to peruse your wishes As you pursue my doubts Yes I seek to peruse your wishes as you Pursue my doubts Indulging finally under the indigo true in A thought or two of you Be quieter, I'll Be quieter A droopy pendulum, the namby-pamby thrum of wednesday continues on.
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Has the grass grown back yet from the fire we didn't light? Cradle days arose from the rent we never paid Did you catch that sunset? The last parade before the night Elephants painting over plans we never made Where did you appear from? The middle of a vast expanse An apparition that sank right next to the shore Danny walked on the water, turned the handle to a door that opened (Wide up) to the sky Sunlight stolen by the lilies, underneath the bellies and the bile, oh why? Can I see right through you, or is there glass still in the way Of spray-paint faces growling at the moose licking your limbs? Have we grown up too soon? Apparently a trifle late A whipper-snap could never teach me how to swim. Danny walked on the water, turned the handle to a door that opened (Wide up) to the sky Sunlight stolen by the lilies, underneath the bellies and the bile, oh why? Lovely evening it was, when we were the four of us Speaking words we'd only admit in a song What is it you've become? Sometimes a subject of romance Everything you had, lost to the banks In parting ways you've gained much more The walls may soon be falling Leaving no life to insulate From danceless floorboards may spring up a brighter face Danny walked on the water, turned the handle to a door that opened (Wide up) to the sky Sunlight stolen by the lilies, underneath the bellies and the bile, oh why? (Then I walked, cuz you walked) Then we walked on the water Turned the light on in our eyes that opened (Wide up) to the sky Morning broken by the silence Underneath the bellies and the bile, oh why?
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The night makes up for what the day is not In the form of people crying And lying in their bed and in their head To one another And the night doesn't know what a smile is And so, he doesn't know you And he certainly does not know me The night takes pride in not being able to see Ooo-oo Shadows creaking softly As if they can't sleep without you looking at them Oh timidity, the silence is louder than an elephant parade Reminding you that you have owned fear before, you have owned fear before You have owned fear before, mmm And the night makes up for the sights we saw The blanket of blindness and We couldn't stop it We couldn't stop it if we tried Not even if we wanted The devil is behind every doorknob So hey maybe someday we won't fear the dark anymore We won't fear the dark anymore Fear the dark anymore, mmm Ooo-ooo So pots and pans, dish washing machines The night leaves no time for cleaning, Or anything, so go back to bed Devote your eyes to the ceiling, mmm

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released April 5, 2013

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Gerygone & Twig Missoula, montana

Gerygone & Twig is an eclectic indie-folk band in Missoula, Montana. With harmony-packed, movement-based songs, they have a lot of stories to tell. They like cats, banjos, & being pretty odd.
Gerygone & Twig was formed in the marriage of sound & aesthetics.
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