Drunk

from Corvidae by Myshkin's Ruby Warblers

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A subtle, lovely, dark-folk-jazz-tronic record, songs of love and wartime. In all recycled carboard packaging with original artwork by Myshkin.

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lyrics

Along the lines of new mown hay
A fiddler and a drummer lay
Making blankets of their coats
Drunk and chasing dreams

One had traveled west and east
Always one tune out of reach
The one that got caught in her throat
While drunk and chasing dreams

One had journeyed north and south
Always one taste in her mouth
The blood beat pulse the god the goat
The drunk of chasing dreams

Drink to me, I’ll drink to thee
And all your true lies
The sun is in the sea the seas in the sky
It’s all gone a wrack and awry
And tomorrow, tomorrow

These two met along the path
Sized each other up and laughed
Took a tumble in the oats
Sun drunk and chasing dreams

Came upon a house so grand
Being buried by the shifting sand
Left the house but took the boat, love
Drunk and chasing dreams

All along the river wide
There along the river side
Such sturdy wonders did they see
While drunk and chasing dreams

Drink to me, I’ll drink to thee
And all your true lies
The sun is in the sea the seas in the sky
It’s all gone a wrack and awry
And tomorrow, tomorrow we die

A solid house on solid rock
A solid church and school and shop
But they preferred the fleeting notes
Tune drunk and chasing dreams

So they played until the rivers end
Played as the tide pulled them in
By inspiration and by rote
Beat drunk and chasing dreams

And when they get too tired to play
Find a field of new mown hay
They’ll want for nothing, no they won’t
While drunk and chasing dreams

Drink to me, I’ll drink to thee
And all your true lies
The sun is in the sea the seas in the sky
It’s all gone a wrack and awry
And tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow we die

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from Corvidae, released June 1, 2004

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Myshkin Warbler Astoria, Oregon

Myshkin and an ever-evolving crew of restless gamblers—string, horn, drum, key, and and wave players. Passions range from tango to electronica, folk-noir to gypsy-swing to modern classical to rocknroll. Literate & spooky. Myshkin mostly plays guitars. When warm, she sings like a shiver down your chakras. Like a heart breaking all wide open. Like one in utter control of uncontrollable things. ... more