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1.
In the Wool 03:07
IN THE WOOL In the wool dyed, damned, indelible I'd planned to leave it all, turn the leaf, learn the terms to swerve and seize the day In the wool come wind me in ball come make me from a strand into a string to something served for covering the face When the baby cries again, let the love ignite and swim like swallows circling, scribed across the gray. When the ram and when the ewe, huddles down to dream of dew like tallow, sod, and summer dull the blade. Oh, in the wool come find me, minotaur, amaze me: Born a man or born a beast by sorcery or family or just fate? Just fate…. Of all things, now, to unravel all the seams I've sewn Come to think, wow! how the pattern will reveal each bone, and I said: "Oh, my aching hands," from gathering all the leaves for fire and for heat They told me I don't need this coat, so I stole another bead I'd loaned from starry little me unknown unborn In the wool cut clean from animals I'd feed But then the men, the empty pen, emptied, then, of every friend And then the bruise the fear of school the solace walking in the woods Then the face, the added weight, the feeling fortune smiles upon the stained When the baby cries again, let the love ignite and swim like swallows circling, scribed across the gray. When the lamb and when the ewe, huddles down to dream of dew like tallow, sod, and summer dull the blade And never let a kindness go to waste I remember this like I was yesterday
2.
Haul Me In 03:45
HAUL ME IN Haul me in Haul me in Every wave will build and break so, save me from suspense The sea, the salt are all the things we know The wheel of logic faltered long ago Fall in easy (maybe) or fall insane In the way the brain unbraids I'll stave off yesterday And we will don the armor just to go to see the crawl of water up the road Hold, hold, hold it here to see No, no, no idea why me I knew a woman who said I couldn't love if off her leash, and then a man who tied my hands when I refused to blink… but all along I thought "I've never needed what they see as--" Haul me in Haul me in Throw a line through bilge and brine I'm waving from the rip And, please, no talk of all the things we've thrown into the sea, they're here they'll never decompose Hold, hold, hold it here to see No, no, no idea why me I knew a lady, she said she'd save me, but first she'd clip my wings And then a guy who, drunk, confided, I would ruin him I knew a stranger and some betrayers and a sad, old shrink and then a blue-eyed kid who never knew but I did! they had it out for him but all along thought "I've never needed what they see as--" Haul me in
3.
If Only 04:23
IF ONLY Hold it still hold it will you shield me from the world? Most would build build a building Me? I'll dig the hole I've fooled you once assumed I was the kind kind king's would clone Made numerous students of the "I" in: "I don't know" Hold it still hold it here between my heart and brain Mow the field mow the weeds while every flower pays How luminous the newness of the mind in mindless mode Now prove to us this pseudo stuff will buy time from below If only there's a séance set or Ouija board, to reach the dead as I grow old, at least I'll know he's there If only there's a sequence known for breeze through boughs and bees in combs as I grow old, I lose my hold on faith If only there's a meaning for the need to run and the need to love as I grow old, no one's told me: Stay If only there's a payment, fee for what they said and did to me as I grow old, I can't feel owed this way
4.
Split Lip 04:19
SPLIT LIP Oh, make a meal make a mess, amends Oh, make love above, beyond the body's bow Suppose we should feel every stress descend Suppose it's love that walls us in the carnival? And we believe a theory no one knows, or wrote; one where reason undoes reason undoes hope And a payment's found in a tree cut down its shade, for grain; now what to make of this? Just shake your head and say: Make a list of all your miss: The scenic postcard pic The feeling: This is it! The windup and the hit A peaceful plot for him A kiss with this split lip Lower the beam shouldered, loaded, on me; as if to raise the barn but take apart the dream And someday soon the darkness, the light breaks through; and here I thought it was my spark to lose, and it's true if you let them win Make a list of all you wish for: The seaside sun The pitchfork The piece of that ancient jigsaw The wise and stern official At the scene, at dawn, with pistols, And to be, belong… a little? Oh, make it real make your best attempt oh, make love above beyond what I could know
5.
I've Learned 04:05
I'VE LEARNED Maybe it won't add up like before (oh, Lord), the payment paid in chattel, paid in coal, in corn A pearl inside a shell inside a sea, a purse that's cursed to swell, not save a thing but if I close my eyes I can spend my time on sleep I've learned each night there's a price for better dreams Who made hay on a sunless day? Blind hope, I'm told But the kingdom caved from the unmade bed that's all I know A bird inside a well inside a field, a certain sigh will tell you every fear, but if I close my eyes will you read me something real? I've learned it's fight or flight and that's fine but Who made this? In the mold of the gruel and bowl And who saved this? Single note for the mule and yoke When you pay, you pay Maybe it won't matter after all the cost The same rings true from the clapper to the clock, the cock A world inside a hell inside a scream, a serpent with its tail between its teeth but if I close my eyes is there some sunlight to see? I've learned there's more to life than hiding here… But I'll hide in here Inside the windowed, wayward, world… Why didn't he ever say: You're worthy? Why did she give in, just to play the servant? Why'd it end up all with: I don't know... Why'd you leave?
6.
I Once Did 03:35
I ONCE DID To agonize, to reel, to lie, or to say how it is To cast the mind back to that time we had one pure gift But here's the curse: a calendar, is page on page, a grid A piece fell out of the clock I wound to keep our hearts in step But I don't feel the way that I once did I don't feel the way that I once did And you need a reason why that I can't give (but I was dying) I don't feel the way that I once did To lay to waste, to save the date, to nakedly ignore the tie that binds you back through time when all you craved was love And here's a life: divided, splicing, silent, cellular And here's the strength I need to end this half-made on the floor But I don't need the things you cannot give I don't need the things you cannot give And it started off so slowly and then, it hit, (but no more trying) I don't need the things you'll never give I don't feel the way that I once did I don't feel the way that I once did Cause a scene, say: "No one's leaving," but I won't live in love, in lying I don't feel the way that I once did
7.
Words Fail 03:54
WORDS FAIL They love in the way some tug and tease the tiger's tail They love in the way those sirens sing at the sight of the sail And the weight of the world is a dangerous term understated given all we don't know and won't learn Did you wait for you boy? Did you pray for that girl? Are there ways to start over With none of these words? Name the ways They love in the manner made from: Time will pass us by They love with a plan in place: Retreat, reframe, retry Well, maybe it's over yeah, maybe it's so but I stated that day "I'm alive, not alone!" In the face of the crying in the place of the rose I will slake this desire in and out of these clothes and go home Someday you'll stand on the side of the censuring sea and say "All I ever want is to name a thing" See, now, but: Take these words away from me Take these words away from me from me They love so sweet but with strings And they didn't love me enough to say: "Someday you'll run from all love like disease." Hold me to this, I told you my wish: That a quotient's left over in the ghost of each kiss. Hold me to you it's always been true that the broken, eroded still hope beyond hope to be known to be known Someday you'll stand on the side of the censuring sea and say "All I ever want I've ever wanted--" In all the ways you know may all then this be so; And all the things you do then all may this be-- Take these words away from me Take these words away from me-- Oh, what a waste it is what's that saying? It's: Silence speaks It speaks
8.
Move Away 05:16
MOVE AWAY We should move away aim away from here only a fool would stay if just to eat for free We should move away not escape, but leave I never knew a place could both besiege and heal Can I say this? Take all we saved as kids just leave those years of innocence Do you follow this? I cobbled it from hollowing out my years At the heart of it is a solipcist an apologist a seer Would you stay here if they said: "Truce, I'm sorry, too." Could you say, then, "Here, I made this beauty from these wounds" We should move away "So, how do you see a home?" "Oh, I just assumed one day it would just appear, like a dream" Can I say this? I'll miss the sense of sense: The seeing: The morning born in mist The hearing: The magpie in the mint The feeling: The downpour drowning skin Do you follow this? Like the pollen lifts from the pond and drifts unseen? Take the fallen limbs and that willow swing to burn, to signal me. Could you stay here if they said, "Truce, comes home to roost." Could you say then, "Here, I knew this beauty could still bloom." Are we wayward or clear? Am I paid for or due? If you take me from here will I be someone new? We should move away "Stay…." Because all I've loved I love, I'll love is here It's here

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THREE is the third album by writer, visual artist, and singer-songwriter, Nathaniel Bellows, and is produced by Malcolm Burn.

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released December 11, 2020

All lyrics, music, and artwork by Nathaniel Bellows

Nathaniel Bellows: Acoustic guitar and vocals
Malcolm Burn: Bass guitar, congas, Fender Rhodes, piano
Jane Scarpantoni: Cello
Steve Decker: Drums

Produced and mixed by Malcolm Burn
Mastered by Larry DeVivo at Silvertone Mastering
Recorded in Kingston, NY

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