We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Milking A Raven (Shmuck Of Cups)

from The Throb of Being by Jason Slajchert

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $1 USD  or more

     

lyrics

You broke the mold
They’re draining out your blood while you lay their silent 
(I’ll survive if we’re outside)
You cracked the code
You’re heading toward the light while they bang on your eyelids
(I’m all question marks)
Some get caught up in indecision
Some own up to their bad decisions
We’re all alone
You found me in the flood but the rain was silent
(Don’t make it right by drawing lines)
We’re all the One
You taught me how to dance when the song gets violent
(your pen has died)
Some regret making no decision
There’s no such thing as no decision
Starlight, struggle, tear soaked, anything
They’re draining out your blood while you lay their silent
Straight lines, be kind, rarely, everything
You taught me how to dance when the song gets violent

GOD, I’m all out of words tonight
Let us sit alone
There is no one alive in sight
We are ALL alone

Come in if you can, and stay till it’s late, break in your new shoes, drink in her smile
Give up if you can, on trying to change, we’ll drink from this cup, and stay a while
Come in if you can, and stay till it’s late, break in your new shoes, drink in her smile
(Holy, mortal, fireside, a cannibal)
Hold out while you can, marry your best friend, carry ‘round the curse of knowing Right
(Eyes closed, wind-burned, dissolve, swallow your tail)

Douse me in light, break at the knees
Carry me high-er than the trees
Faking play nice, images burned
Scars covered up, a You-niverse

Bury your name, just fit into place, give in to Love, make room for space
GOD in a fuck, hurry to be late, step into your luck, you’re no lost case
Throw coins in the well, kick dust on the path, tell stories of how you made it all
(Call out my name, no recognition, your lips are under the earth now)
Throw coins in the well, kick dust on the path, Tell stories of how you made it all
(Forget your name, fall into alignment, go with the Flow, you’re Be-ing Now)

They could not communicate anything much clearer
They never indicate any peace to the hearer
You can overestimate what it’s worth when you’re nearer
I could never find my way to the back of the mirror
(The shadows cast now inte-grateful for all that is right Now, integrated castaways, Light)

credits

from The Throb of Being, released December 26, 2023

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Jason Slajchert Nebraska

Content-heavy, mathematically-inclined, emotive rock-and-roll for folks who think and feel deeply.

contact / help

Contact Jason Slajchert

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this track or account

Jason Slajchert recommends:

If you like Jason Slajchert, you may also like: