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Beth Wood - Live from Artsville

by Beth Wood

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1.
I see you, lone coyote Looking for scraps in these bare suburban fields Pencil-thin with silver eyes of empty This spirit-hungry city at your heels Grey ghost in the moonlight Slipping in between the dust-worn sage I close my eyes, you fade into the night Talisman from a long-ago age Won’t you take me To the ridgeline Where you sing your ancient song And wash me in your water, Wash me in your water Until I belong Vulture, take your offering On the thermals riding high, come on down No apology tucked in your dark wing Silent as the blood run on the ground Won’t you take me To the cliff face On the shoulder of your arid song And wash me in your water, wash me in your water Until I belong I belong to the mountain, I belong to the sun I see you, lone coyote, you belong to no one I belong to the plains, I belong to the sea When I cannot find my home, I am the lone coyote Won’t you take me To the shadows Where your brothers found communion in a song And wash me in your water, wash me in your water Until I belong
2.
She scoops the little girl up In her arms Wraps her in trust When everything’s wrong You can see this little house shaking From down the block some days So they stand on the corner waiting For the city bus to drive them away From the weather inside this house The weather inside They’ve got to find some place to ride it out It was half a world away Not yet twenty one Haircut and a shave New boots and a gun A tender heart will harden That’s what everybody knows But they don’t tell you killing don’t make a man It only makes a ghost And the weather inside this house The weather inside He’s got to find some way to ride it out There’s a faded old map with tear-stained pages, And an old photograph on the kitchen table Of a wide-eyed girl who thought a brave soldier would save her She thinks of leaving Now and again But the wheel of seasons Continues to spin And for all of the darkening clouds There have been days of warming sun She remembers when they made those vows Never to be undone By the weather inside this house The weather inside They’ve got to find some way to ride it out The weather inside this house The weather inside They’ve got to find some way to ride it out Together inside this house The weather inside this house
3.
Diggin for diamonds, searching for gold down in the belly of the earth where the light won’t go the silence is so heavy I can’t breathe there’s a mile between you up there and me down underneath, so Shine a light and throw a rope I could use a little hope I ain’t lookin for a hero But some times it’s a long hard climb just to get to zero Scratching the surface, I disappear down in the belly of the place where i face my fear tethered to my sketchy memory there’s a little bird singing out won’t you set me free? Shine a light and throw a rope I could use a little hope I ain’t lookin for a hero But some times it’s a long hard climb just to get to zero When I finally see the sky, lord have mercy on my eyes Shine a light and throw a rope I could use a little hope I ain’t lookin for a hero But some times it’s a long hard climb just to get to zero
4.
Get Good 04:00
Thought I knew Empty Then I woke up on a stranger’s floor In the sparkling city I couldn’t recall what I came here for Empty, I thought I knew you I thought I understood You think you know Empty? well hold on, hold on, this is gonna get good Thought I knew Lonely But that was before I had seen your face Now I think of you only The shape of your absence filling all of my days Lonely, I thought I knew you I thought I understood You think you know Lonely? well hold on, hold on, this is gonna get good And everything I thought I knew Is just a feather in the wind I reach out my hand I watch it go Yeah it slips away again Thought I knew Beauty Then a thousand colors exploded across the sky Like the world was talking to me Telling me wonder is in no short supply Beauty, I thought I knew you I thought I understood You think you know Beauty? Well hold on, hold on, this is gonna get good And everything We think we know Is just a particle of sand The time comes in We hold on tight But it’s slipping through our hands You think you know something Well hold on, hold on You think you know something? Hold on, hold on this is gonna get good
5.
Whiskey 04:15
Get down low lower than you thought you could go among the wreckage and the ruin and look around real slow can you feel nothing more than you do now? Whiskey, how could I let it come to this? I am leaning on you heavy missing all the things I miss love is gone, it’s just you and me now come on and let me down nice and easy whiskey It burns going down a little bit like his kiss but I don’t mind the fire in fact I’m drawn to it who do I turn to when the flame burns out? Whiskey, how could I let it come to this? I am leaning on you heavy missing all the things I miss love is gone, it’s just you and me now come on and let me down nice and easy whiskey Well I thought I was being strong maybe I was wrong just this one more time tomorrow I’ll be fine Whiskey, how could I let it come to this? I am leaning on you heavy missing all the things I miss love is gone, it’s just you and me now come on and let me down nice and easy whiskey

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Recorded live at Artsville NY in Brooklyn, NY May 31, 2015 by Mike Beck.

For more information on Artsville, visit welcometoartsville.com.
For more information on Beth Wood, visit bethwoodmusic.com.
For more information on Mike Beck, visit mikebeckmakesmusic.com.

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released October 10, 2015

Beth Wood: guitar, vocals

All words and music by Beth Wood except "To Get To Zero" by Beth Wood & Phil Madeira

cover photo: Trisha Ivy

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