Marvin the Giant

by Thom McCarthy

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There's a curse beyond the sun Lukewarm embers spawn Laughter on the tongue Hiding nothing but ashes in my blood Glass in the veins Bring me all the love There was an ancient murmur. That's when the branches of the sea Shook the plates of the earth below Primal whistle of the wind The only song we all know Walk the new ground Frozen on the core. Walking on hollow nerves and flesh Cutting in line To leave this place or lag behind Stuck in a soul, an uneasy road, a poison oath walking on coal You got the feeling all wrong. Day I went into life, silent on mind They withered in your mask Yes, if I'd of known why Revealed a nightmare Everlasting luck.
Gravel and sand My head is just a mask Wolves in the water, my old alma mater a half-eaten scholar an orphan. Life is boneless and brave Crickets eat the squid Woven one eye blind Electrical fish line Snagged on a turbine Go back where you came. Figments of the road Flying swine and vertigo Boneyard full of weeds Death is not below the seeds Through eyes of a specter Chemistry lecture won't sink in.
The Compost 03:18
They put me out with the compost for the worms that ate my brain. They put me out with the shells in a puddle of smells once the sleepwalk of a soul. Can't you hear the train? They often chug the same vapor watermark, you glow. Cacophony heard like a wind up clock Wheelbarrow it into the garden now Heard a snake in the grass will reverse the curse strap the gas mask on dim the lighthouse, Jon It's flooded up with brine plasma and the scum It's drier than a drought and I can't feel any light Saw the Celtic cross, ate the Irish moss for I'm the ancestor now. Bacteria wild as a street parade! There's a column of light in the garden now Heard a ray of the sun will reverse the curse Among the biosphere Living flame lost fear.
Waker of the flame Where did you go without the wind? Careless in the calm Bottomless pit you've fallen thin Dunking all your senses in The faded eye, the phantom limb Where did you go without your spine? Do tell. Cancer of the soul Down where the optic nerve goes dim Stasis of the mind Once we were homesick for our skin The valley of the overgrown The spotted owl, the demon clone Where did you go without your gold? Do tell. Tripped over the sticks and moss, and landed in a tomb My tongue was burned and scorched And the flame went blue Bursts of laughter blind my ears This vital moment lasted years Wild dogs of song Fur-like needles Fang-like claws Pulling up the garden weeds Chewing dirt and falling leaves Where did you go without your guts? Do spill.
Axes and trains, the bearded cannonball Brand new campaign, they gargle alcohol You must soak it up And it will only rain on miles of prunes. Oughtta be some law that spawns each maze a grave Fresh from the morgue to the radiant blaze of ways There was a laser light A gambling fight Put a ten crown bid on the afterlife, dear lord. Brimstone and factories That’s where the road way out back leads Don’t you mean roses? Don’t you mean posies? Could you mean hobnob with the doomed, oh lord?
Muted thunder yawns along four-legged cloud with tongue hung out hills are blue and souls are glue born with the barn door open. Shilling out the blessings of the wind Through the briers where the voice of god has been. synthetic ebb and show postponed in the loitered, bully hall of echoes where leaders lose and losers lead proud belly out like a tortoise shell there’s a lighthouse at the bottom of the sea salt and seaweed in the cemetery no circumference, no equator took a swig of cloudy water felt the root of daylight gleaming in to blind the beast and reinvent again.
The Engine 04:00
Telling all mankind, the dog gone wind died Lived in a bag house Once where the flags blow Now they all drag so low That’s where they all scrape and spring for you. I lay my wings out cold-crossed upon the engine All the heat’s rising Hold on tight, plucked weed from the roadside Woke up and I’m stuffed with the food of god No cold water to ease your mind Hell, I ride. Long gone, lung god.
Swam with minnows, we farm the stream Waste away, song of swan Fear the moon-painted orange To haunt the beaten road On the frozen ark For coffin wood, chopped down a tree Found strength through the rusted axe. Alone to the tunnels I go Where the fuses all blow horns buzzing Your vertebrae cracked your golden, ivory canes. Terrible are all the killers of the wild the worms and the fowl stalk the wolverine's tracks and all who climb the pines. Mercury, thicken my mind. Heartless weaver in time, set the air on fire Drown the mountain choir Sore bellies in the sun to wash away For the shadows, I pray Typhoon from above Cold blood on some stretch of the woods Where seasons fade away. And I wonder why Killers of the wild That's when they decompose And become the germ Had my bellyful felt your sin Now we're the last go to Bone and skin.


released December 12, 2016

Written, recorded, performed and arranged by Thom McCarthy
Mixed by Kevin Millen
Mastered by Jorgan Krug

Cover art by Andrea Poulsen and Brooke Morris

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