I, Murderer

by leo crandall

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released November 18, 2010

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leo crandall Syracuse, New York

I am a singer/songwriter/composer. I play the requinto, cello and guitar. I have toured Africa sponsored by the State Dept., nominated for Australia’s Bluestar Award, charted #14 nationally in Roots and Blues, received a Meet the Composer Grant. I have composed film scores, dance scores, theater music and ambient sound for installations. My music has been heard all over the world. ... more

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Track Name: dig my grave
When you dig my grave
dig it with a silver spoon
When you dig my grave
dig it with a silver spoon
And when you lower me down
Use a golden chain
Track Name: janie's sparrow
At least you got hold it
Dying in your hand.
It trembled on your finger.
Baby understand:
I hate that little sparrow.
Its sweet and fearful song
made my baby cry.

It flew out of the blackness
And into it again
We don’t know where it’s going,
Not sure where it’s been
In the revels in our taverns
Where the fallen find some light.
There is providence at hand

Wait a minute Janie
Don’t let go of me
It’s just a fallen sparrow
Baby hear my plea
Just where are you going
Baby can’t you see?
Don’t let go of me.
Don’t let go of me.
Track Name: in my time
In my time of dyin’
I don’t want nobody to mourn,
All want for you to do is
Take my body home,
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up my dyin’ bed.

Meet me Jesus meet me,
Meet me in the middle of the air,
If these wings should fail me now,
Won’t you meet me with another pair,
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up my dyin’ bed

In my time of dyin’
I don’t want nobody to cry,
All I want for you to do is,
Take me when I die,
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up my dyin’ bed.
Track Name: I, Boxer
Rising. Rising The sky is a sieve above this hill.
Morning star is rising, I cannot hold it still.

It barely matters. I am the hardest look Christ ever gave.
I’m a passenger on the loneliest highway ever paved.

I won’t know it when it gathers all around,
That unseen force out in the dark, but I will know it by its mark.

The canvas is a Kansas field, rich and its deep and its wide.
The things that I don’t know I need it is waiting to provide.

He turns away, drops his robe. The Virgin Mary tattooed on his back.
I am chosen. He readies his attack.

I won’t know it when it gathers all around,
That unseen force out in the dark, but I will know it by its mark.

“Oh this fucking life “you said. “You can’t hold together what wants to fall apart.”
Hesperus was raging. There was ruination in your heart.

The richest peat upon this earth, my love is a dark and heavy cloth.
I’ll put my lips upon your lips, upon your lips of moss.

Army files into your room, decimating angels, head to head.
It shoulder out the darkest night and leaves light in its stead.

Someday I know that love will gather, all around.
Crush that force out in the dark, and we will know it by its mark.
Track Name: mozita
In your body of sweat, salty and raw,
Calamities rise, calamities fall.
You mortify flesh for the queue.
I guess it’s something to do.

Please don’t be sad my love you whispered in my ear.

In your body of sweat, salty and raw
Mozita, the mournful is filling me with awe.

Baby, take this broken-handed heart. The wound is thine.
Baby, hold together what’s apart, down the line.

You said not to love the ones that don’t love.
You said not to love the others that do.
You said for the wrongs you’ll have to pay.
Not those that you’ve done, those done to you.

Please don’t be sad my love she whispered in my ear.

You said not to love the ones that won’t love.
Mozita the shameful triangulates taboo.

Baby, take this broken-handed heart. The wound is thine.
Baby, hold together what’s apart, down the line.

On a column of air we’re both gonna rise,
Aloft in the cooling of the sky.
Bound one to one at the end of the day
Til one falls away

Please don’t be sad my love I whispered in your ear.

On a column of air were both gonna rise.
The guardian of virtue is the keeper of the vice.

Baby, take this broken-handed heart. The wound is thine.
Baby, hold together what’s apart, down the line.
Track Name: leviathan
As I walk and bow my head
I recall the things she said.
She dreamed a dream from deep within,
That all I do or ever did
Is in my skin, Leviathan.

Under the moon my care would fade
When I wore those boots of suede.
But like the horse of Troy that mighty sham
It was just too tough for those within
And it’s in my skin, Leviathan.

Push this skin My body speaks Oh oh oh
Push this skin. My body calls to Leviathan

Every song I’ve ever sung
Every beat against the drum
Every word I saw or heard
What I spoke or kept within
Is in my skin, Leviathan
Track Name: I, Murderer
Old times old times
Shine your baby’s shoes
Lift her dress of herringbone
Put your lips upon her bruise

Old dog my old dog
Living at your feet
Hold his mouth look in his eyes
Wild and warm and free

Old times old times
Where the old men dwell
Old men shamble on
With trumpet and drum into hell

Trumpet and Drum sound for me and you.
Angels play (for us) but they’ve got better things to do.

Children, children
There’s comfort on this stone
Children, lay you down
You are not alone

Daughters, daughters
There are angels close at hand
Hear the trumpet blow
Hear the glory band

Angels, Angels
Stand behind your sons
Gift them heaven’s noise
Bang the sweetest drum

Trumpet and Drum sound for me and you.
Angels play (for us) but they’ve got better things to do.
Track Name: how
We roused the howl.
It growled and it swept
Over this mound.
The wind beaten stones
Wailed and wept.
The ground moaned aloud.
How?
Bough and the branch
Willow and ash
moved to the sound.
All the wood swayed
To the song that we played
But now I don’t know
How.

Once you had wings
Silvery wings
That kept you unbound
But riven from you,
By heavenly wring,
They fell to the ground.
How?
Gather and cull
Feather and quill
Unto your hands
Lay the weft and the weave
Into a crown
Now I don’t know
How
Track Name: step to the rise
There’s a flood on the plain
Like the water you held.
When I knelt before you
And drank from your hands.

There’s a spear in the air
Like a lover’s lament,
From an Old Irish Psalm that I sang
When I made my stand

But I will bind to my heart the words that should fly.
Then I will level my gaze. You know that I will step to the rise.

There’s a voice unadorned
Like thorn on the vine
That enters the house of your flesh
All bloody and dark

There is some ruthless dream
Like a hawk in a dive
Bearing down on me in the night
Eying its mark.

But I will bind to my heart the words that should fly.
Then I will level my gaze. You know that I will step to the rise.

There’s a salt on the tide
Like the hurt that you held
That rose from your heart to your throat
But stayed in your mouth

There is a fragment of ash
Like some broken word
Some broken word
ripped in two.

But I will bind to my heart the words that should fly.
Then I will level my gaze. You know that I will step to the rise.
Track Name: time of dyin'
Jesus gonna make up my dyin'bed
Track Name: I, Desert
As you kneel in the sweet lonely desert
Lay my dust under a stone.
I’ll remain ‘neath the shade of the pinon
Linger so I'm not alone.

Now the blossoms have lost all their color
The champagne has dried in the sand
I have laid down all of my burdens
With the last bit of warmth from my hands

You must walk down the path to the highway
It is time for you to depart
Walk away from the sweet lonely desert
Walk away from my desert heart.