Down a road barely travelled
Through gates never oiled
Lies a land no more living
By no caller spoiled
From a village forgotten
Forgotten souls die
And return to the earth
Where forgotten bones lie
CHORUS
'mid the wild, perfumed flowers
As they lonesomely grow
Over crosses and shingles
Across every row
Leaving brushstrokes of colour
On a canvas grey land
Moving as if they're guided
By invisible hands
Like the hands of a painter
Who long ago dwelt
In a tower where he captured
The sights that he felt
A life built of still-lives
For the sake of his art
But the portrait of Lily
Was near'st to his heart
For they loved each other
With each living breath
But breathed not a word of it
Even 'til death
Where artist and subject
Were drawn, in the end
Together at last
Where the wildflowers bend
Down a road barely travelled
Through gates never oiled
In a land no more living
By no caller spoiled
From a village forgotten
Forgotten souls die
And return to the earth
Where forgotten bones lie
credits
from Mantichorean,
released September 3, 2013
Lyrics by Stephen Wort.
Vocals, composition, Guitar (nashville tuned 12 string), and soprano ukulele by Scott Roy.
Though he was uncredited, Steve Albini was behind the boards on this noise rock classic from the forever feral Jesus Lizard. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2024
Alex Henry Foster again collaborates with Canadian-Japanese artist Momoka, who also translates the lyrics from English to Japanese. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2024