The Vaults of Consciousness

by Me Auld Flower

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1.
There's a lady at the train station The railroad goes skyward on platform one Wearing a pencil skirt and a peacoat The ones received, cloaked in skins far from their own In the Claddagh Palace as children The screen before us apparitions to heathens Before Beauty and the Beast, I loved you so There's innocence but we can't dig up that gold At witching hour the firmament fell on our lawn All the angels in the snow are long gone Your mam put 50p in the collection For Joseph's forgiveness, Mary's protection Skate out Galway Bay, the horizon, The village of LA burning in the sun At witching hour the firmament fell on our lawn But all the angels in the snow are long gone A most savage crime when the grown-ups forged our Valentine's I was a long, long way out of earshot by teatime There's a lady at the train station Her suitcase a device of transfiguration
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All the day from beach to beach Wondering if any will be safe to sleep The devil dwells in the desert deep The talk of Jesus crawling, walking, running, coming in from the sea No I never loved not one Simple heart beneath the sun All crooked kinds of chemistry Binding them to these bodies This is the world to my regret The more you think the more distressed you get Came the first bang, don't say we didn't warn you Came the next bang, get out of California Every mortal through the portal had come in peace I put my hand into your purse I crashed your car in the desert I guessed the combination for the astral vault But I couldn't carry any of it off This is the world I do despair Each passing day we're only getting uglier Came the first bang, don't say we didn't warn you Came the next bang, get out of California Every mortal through the portal had come in peace I made a pact with a sailor Who said that he'd been everywhere He wished there was somewhere new to dream He wished home was even a memory This is the world I am afraid The more you seek the less that you retain Came the first bang, don't say we didn't warn you Came the next bang, get out of California
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Aleksandra 03:53
Trouble came and trouble went My pretty nose got long and bent Often you spoke but rarely I knew what you meant Til I broke vows of silence, obedience, and lent, Your mother thought I was a gent But she only lights candles for the innocent Who'd never even need them Aleksandra A redhead and a Scorpio And all I ever wanted Tall and thin The meanest little girl I know I never felt the same again Once I dressed up like a skeleton No train here arrives without the dawn of time as its origin Could never get away from Aleksandra A redhead and a Scorpio And all I ever wanted Tall and thin The meanest little girl I know The defiant and the vanquished Aleksandra Passing through the dreamcatcher I remember the Brother Trying to cane the devil out of every left-hander Strange news came lately eastward The banshee's call that everybody heard And still ignored I'd not regret, repent, or hate For all the stout in Dublin 8 The hops that haunt we corruptibles in the orbit of St. James's Gate Near but never close was Aleksandra A redhead and a Scorpio And all I ever wanted Tall and thin The meanest little girl I know The defiant and the vanquished Aleksandra Passing through the dreamcatcher I remember the Brother Trying to cane the devil out of every left-hander The redemptress Aleksandra.
5.
Fables and stories The auld ones told me When I was just a baby Their words washed o'er me No gods adore me A boy takes that as his own duty (A girl takes that as her own duty) See all the angels in a dream, none of them to comfort me All the love I used to know, living in a town where I can't go The Pharaoh and Moses go twelve bareknuckle rounds for your mind I consorted freely With gangs of gypsies Poets, wastrels, condemned winos Who took nothing from me I gave it all willingly Before it even comes then it goes Speak the name and it's gone upon the wind See all the angels in a dream, none of them to come for me All the love I used to know, living in a town where I can't go The Pharaoh and Moses go twelve bareknuckle rounds for your mind A Reading from the Book of Exodus: Open your hand that you may find the river in the wilderness and forest in an emptiness, Open that you may see the snows fall on the sands of the sun. And both men drew long into labouring lungs And no one could tell the blood of one from the blood of the other once it was spilled and forsaken. This is the Word of the Ghost. Be done with waiting There's no soul for saving Sing no song of goodbye Life replayed in flashes Then long reels of sadness Ashes scattered long before I died. Speak the name and it's gone upon the wind See all the angels in a dream, none of them to come for me All the love I used to know, living in a town where I can't go Through parted sea come riding gangs of gypsies The Pharaoh and Moses go twelve bareknuckle rounds for your mind
6.
Was a beautiful Baby boy You wondered what I'd become Jesus Christ In a fistfight With Iron Mike Tyson Good at school, Almost cool, But so, so, so nervous Behind each smile The frightened eye Reservoir of helplessness Give me some good twentieth century Cooking, loving, radio, TV I drove her car All the way Across the sand dunes and beach In the mirror, Couldn't be clearer, The Mexican police From a hospital bed Virtually dead The soul untethered in the air You watch the kite Flicker out of sight Before falling back to earth Give me some good twentieth century Cooking, loving, radio, TV 1980s Maternity ward Dream of days to come A new decade, A new age, A new millennium For all the love You gave to me I could have been anything Arthur Guinness, Georgie Best, But I amounted to nothing Give me some good twentieth century Cooking, loving, radio, TV I shared your breath, I shared your blood, I shared your body first The new age came, Love stayed the same For the old timers
7.
The Catalan was old and frail and wise Saw darkness in you, he knew the kiss of life Weeping beneath Arc de Triomf Counting every stone it took If only we were but we are familiar Is there a sweetheart you could call Shut up shop and take the draw, I'm going back to the country It used to be kindness couldn't be stopped A superhero in every telephone box You and the kids marooned and divisible Wireless love might as well be invisible If only we were but we are familiar Is there a sweetheart you could call Shut up shop and take the draw I'm going back to the country He saw the substitution board The baby-faced assassin scored The goal of the century I'm going back to the country A ledger he kept in binary For the days he loved, and the 1s lost to envy If only we were but we are familiar.
8.
I've been spending all my days at an unknown address At the foot of the mountains with a darkroom and a printing press And love I can withstand because I wake up to a land under darkness I saw an apparition moving through the fog, and yes Every featured assembled and measured in her likeness And at nobody's command she moves across a land under darkness And the yellow moon beaming down on Galway Bay I see the silent body carried weightless on the wave I come down to receive you, come to shake you of the sand But I found nothing but footprints leading towards a land under darkness Comes to me throughout the day or calls me from my rest A statue of Mary winked at me, she told me to confess She can summon any man through a portal to a land under darkness And the yellow moon beaming down on Galway Bay I see the silent body carried weightless on the wave I come down to receive you, come to shake you of the sand But I found nothing but footprints leading towards a land under darkness
9.
Hobble the beach road, covered in fur The known gods' last day of summer Phantom ship setting sail It's easy, it's easy to go Down the bunny trail It's easy, it's easy to go There's a tune to keep through the winter The white horse in thick bell heather Phantom ship setting sail It's easy, it's easy to go Down the bunny trail It's easy, it's easy to go There is a reason none of us know The man who brings the hashish on the boat Phantom ship setting sail It's easy, it's easy to go Down the bunny trail It's easy, it's easy to go There was a house a hundred miles south, fastened to the summer On a cliff top, where the world stopped, I know we're still living there Phantom ship setting sail It's easy, it's easy to go Down the bunny trail It's easy, it's easy to go

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The Vaults of Consciousness, once believed to have been squandered on the rocks of the mind and forfeited to the god of relinquished time, have been salvaged and are here recorded in nine vignettes of wilderness and the west.

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released January 14, 2020

Produced and mixed by Eoin Dolan.
Fiddle and Arrangement by Darren Concannon.
Double Bass by Neil O'Loghlen.
Vocals and Guitar by B.P. Nally.
Vocals by Eveanne Slattery.
Banjo by Alan Walsh.
Piano by Conor Deasy.
Drums by Geoff French.
Electric Guitar by Dave Curtis.
Brass by Brendan Dolan.
Liturgy of the Word (VOC 5:5-6) by David Boland.
Additional Vocals by Iníon Ní Chaimpín.
Gangs of Gypsies mixed by B.P. Nally.
Mastered by Denis Blackham at Skye Mastering.
Additional Engineering by Jonathan Callaghan at Swell Audio.
Recorded in An Spidéal, Galway City, and the Inagh Valley.
All songs written by B.P. Nally © Redemptress Records 2020

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