‘Neath the shimmer of this veil lies a secret worn so thin:
At home on this soil and under this sky yet and exile in my skin
Time will strike a match to the maps before your eyes.
It's a cruel reverse, some things get lost and some things can't survive
Even under its burden the soul awakes and sings,
The soul awakes, soul awakes and sings.
One tossed coin will alter the center of gravity
Ready or not, we're threads of the one and you're not separate from me
Fare thee well to the life I had in mind
Steady my pace, keep my gaze on the horizon line
Can't un-know what you know
Nor blind your witness eyes
Turn it again, inside out,
and build yourself a life
In the woods of old Bhutan fall asleep to an ancient hymn
and the wise ones say you'll catch a glimpse of your soul as it's always been
from Wild Acre,
released May 3, 2014
TBC: vocals
Jake Armeding: acoustic guitar, vocals
Nate Babbs: drums
Aaron Fabbrini: upright bass
Jeremy Ylvisaker: electric guitar
Jonathan Rundman: accordion
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020