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Maraqopa

At Richard Swift's National Freedom studios, the live-to-tape ethos allowed the songs on Damien Jurado's Maraqopa to expand and retract like a great beast's breath. Every in-the-moment bell and whistle here is hung with a natural, casual care. And from this, each song offers up its own unique gift: the enchanting children's choir that echoes each line of Jurado's lament for innocence lost on "Life Away from the Garden"; the breezy bossa nova that begins "This Time Next Year" and rises as effortless as a smoke cloud into high-noon showdown pop; "Reel to Reel"'s wobbly, Spector-symphony and its meta themes; the wonderful falsetto vocal work Jurado pulls from himself on "Museum of Flight." The Seattle Times recently called Jurado "Seattle's folk-boom godfather," a praising recognition to be sure. But also a title Jurado might not yet be ready to accept. That's a title for someone who has settled. With each visit to National Freedom, Jurado is exploring, taking risks. He's not only freeing his songs. The gate is opened wide to allow us all into his once-isolated musical universe. One gets the sense he's just now hitting his stride.

Lyrics

Nothing is the News

Turn it around you found that they were all wrong
All you had heard, were ghosts of the words in a song
Nothing to have when all that you want is gone
Now you'll never know, you'll never know

You can't go back now every the door has been closed
Standing outside your just passing time till you die
There's nowhere to live for all that's been living is gone
Now you'll never know, you'll never know

Turn it around you found that they were all wrong
All you had heard were ghosts of the words in a song
Nothing to have when all that you want is gone
Now you'll never know, you'll never know

Life Away from the Garden

There was a time
When we were golden
Like the Son
We were lights in the world
Then we strayed
Away from the Garden

There was a time
When I believed you
When in doubt
I put my hand in your side
Broken bells
I don't hear you ringing

All of us light, all of us free

Maraqopa

It's your oldest fear, that the love you can hear will go
It's a deafening sound, we become light on the ground, then soil
To be one with the sky, where the souls all collide, and turn to gold
We all reign

We are storms to be seen, in the meadows we are dreams to be free
It's where we bow our heads to pray, we are echoes God creates in the shade
It's where the light can come in, your breath becomes the wind in the trees
We are free, we are free

All are welcome in

Reel to Reel

You're a smooth talker

With eyes like lightning

And the radio women

They all sing like our mothers


Put away the hairbrush you may be onto something we don't know
I read it in the tabloids at a truck stop in a thunderstorm


You're an escape artist
In the bathroom mirror
And the autograph seekers
You've imagined outside the door

Yes we love a statement, is it true you're now escaping your room
From the light out in the basement we knew that there'd be trouble coming soon

Intuition
Mathematics
Invisible audience
Ten hit records

Listen through your tin can as the rope cuts circulation to your tune
I fashion myself after you from my suicide that left them puzzled
The greatest songs I'll never hear from a band you started in your mind
Leave us hanging on your legend as you exit through the tape recorder

Reel to reel

Working Titles

You could mess up my life in a poem
Have me divorced by the time of the chorus
There's no need to change any sentence
When you always decide where I go next

Many nights you would hide from the audience
When they were not in tune with your progress
In the end you're a fool like the journalist
Who turns what you sing into business

You could use to be more like your heros
A darker shade of damage distortion
Wearing death like a cape or a costume
Cut your ties and leave town when you want to

Killing time 'til I pass through the chamber
Or the room you keep my replacement
so fed up, still you're starving on paper
You're no him, but he's you, only better

Leave me an exit to damage
I could use a ledge to jump off of
I wasn't lying when I said this was over
I have questions that lead to more questions

Run a tie that will cut off my fingers
You wrote about me on every new record
And I'll show up in a title of your song
I only hope somebody requests it

What's it like for you in Washington
I've only seen photos of Washington
I'll never know

Leave me Manhattan, I want the evergreens
Write me a song I can sing in my sleep
As sure as the rain that will fall where you stand
I want you and the skyline, these are my demands

What's it like for you in Washington?
I've only seen photos of Washington
I'll never know. No.

Everyone a Star

Burned out, I found you like a light on
Time to forget all that I've done
I'm too in tune to change the dial
Connected colors for the mood

I'm on rewind all the time
A welcome sign outside my mind
Ready when you are to lose
Asleep for days inside the blue

Everyone a star, everyone a star
Everyone a star, everyone a star

In time I found you like a light on
I won't forget all that you've done
Ready when you are to lose
Asleep for weeks inside the blue

Free is all we are, free is all we are
Free is all we are, free is all we are
Everyone a star, everyone a star
Everyone a star, everyone a star

So on, Nevada

I dont recall ever a time

when you felt fine

Leaving the room saying you would come back

and I believed you


Don't hide your smile

Don't be set in your ways


I'll bide my time with you by my side

in Colorado

The birds will fly south so you take their advice

and leave also


Don't call my bluff

Don't guess what I do


Well, its not that I mind you

Just hanging around

I know that you mean well

Buts its dragging me down

Oh, its dragging me down


I'll cut my ties

And i'll finally decide on a new home

I'll phone you from somewhere, sometime, so on, Nevada


Don't call my friends, they don't answer the phone


Well, its not that I mind you

just hanging around

I know that you mean well

but its dragging me down


Museum of Flight

Falling to the ground
I was anxious to be found
You can always go home
To the safety of your cloud

Don't let go
I need you to hang around
I am so broke
And foolishly in love

I turned around to love revealing
What did I learn, it's not that easy
When you get burned, then go on burning loud

Falling into sound
Is that love still feeding back
One day we will go home
To the safety of our cloud

Don't let go
I need you to hang around
I'm so broke
And foolishly in love

I turned around, my life was changing
What did I learn, it's not that easy
When you get burned, then go on burning loud

Don't let go
I need you to hang around
I'm so broke
And foolishly in love

I turned around, my life was changing
What did I learn, it's not that easy
When you get burned, then go on burning loud

Mountains Still Asleep

I stood above the clouds

To see you on the ground

Waving me down

Feel free to lose yourself
I do this all the time
Love is a blinding sun
We are songs to be sung

Treasures of worry here
Your voice was so sincere
I’ve known you my whole life

You told me once before
I should have known it then
Joy is letting it go
We are all mountains still asleep

I heard an echo say
"We are all given away
Never to come back"

And when we cross the line
We become defined
Broken sound, feeding back