Three Paths

by Pookati

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Recorded in the late summer and early fall of 2012. Three Paths was written and performed by Paul Shenton aka Pookati.

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released February 11, 2013

All songs/instruments written and recorded by Paul Shenton
Engineered and Mixed by Tyler Paterson
Produced by Tyler Paterson and Paul Shenton
Mixed at Sparton Studios

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Track Name: Little Lightening Dog
Home in the day light
Cause you want to see your Dad.
But you didn't get your papers right
So know your feeling mad,

Well did you know it's alright to not have it figured out
And did you know, it's alright, there is no need to shout.

Crawling up the hillside
And you want the day to end.
But now were on the darker side
And you would do it all again.

Well did you know it's alright to not have it figured out
And did you know, it's alright, there is no need to shout.

More prepared then ever
But now your not so clever
And you roll on your side
And you try to keep it all from coming in
Always.
Track Name: Waking Change
In a waking dream
I'm by your side at the shore again
On the tip of my tongue
The warm air and words I have not yet sung

The wind nips on my ears and my hands
Whispering sweet nothings I can not yet understand
But the story persists
And you grab hold of my right wrist.

Pull me down,
And we tumble and roll on the ground

The call comes to pass
The dogs are barking again
The call comes to pass
And you know I was changed
The call comes to pass
I have lost track of the days
The call comes to pass
And it's no longer the same
I have changed in my ways
Soon you will be here to stay

Assuming you know what I never thought to say
I see so clearly now
Is the mountain standing in my way

Haul myself up its side
Squeezing on its features
Holding on for my life

The only way off is up
There is no use for anything like luck
Reach the summit or the valley floor
Your palm on the knob of the door.

The call comes to pass
The dogs are barking again
The call comes to pass
And you know I was changed
The call comes to pass
I have lost track of the days
The call comes to pass
And it's no longer the same
I have changed in my ways
Soon you will be here to stay
Track Name: High Branch
Can't shake this feeling I need to leave again
Her fingers grip, she is clinging to my sleeve and then..
I am nearly brought down to my knees
All sense of reason is just out of reach.
I am beginning to feel a little uneasy
I have had more then my fill and this guilt don't please me
I am lying through my teeth but you all believe me.
In the back of my mind I am wondering
If he see's me.
Trying to drown it out like a coward in the evenings.

Let go of me now
Go back to the hollow shade
Behind your grandfathers house
Where the high branch swayed
Breathing in and out with the wisdom of days past.

Squeeze it out
Through the dark
All my shame

Furious and loud
I can't place the name

So excitable but naive all the same
So excitable, believing in vain.

I've got cuts on my hands from the hunger that I chase
With physical demands and numbers that I gauge.
And I don't expect you to understand these things
But I am leaving now
and I won't be coming back again
I'm leaving now
I won't be seeing you again
I'm leaving now
and you won't be seeing me again

All of my life I have been running out of time
But I won't chase it down anymore
It will never be mine
And that's just fine.
Track Name: Hands
What do you do when all that you know fits inside your hands?
I see the scars and the scabs and the calluses and paths
But I still don't understand
Oh I still don't understand
I still don't understand

What do you do when all that you know fits inside you hands?
We are all just climbing up a wall and eventually we will fall
You will lose grip with your hands

Oh riding home for the last time
Let down by you for one more night

And you fit it all it the palm of you hand
In the palm of your hands.
Track Name: Acetaminophen # 3
Stuck inside a stangers film
Not quite sure how to breathe

A luminated, plastic room
Sealed shut nowhere to leave.

Feet stuck into the ground
Shutter speed dreams put me to sleep

Codeine candy shaped like the moon
Acetaminophen # 3

A crucifix and a plastic spoon
No sinner's guilt because it was free.

Tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth
Taste blood when I try to speak.