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1.
Tattoo 06:54
What's that arrow? Doing under your skin? Wounded wounded sparrow Mahal ka sa akin akin akin Bahay bahay kubo Kahit munti anghalaman doon ay sari sari Mabuhay tongue cut sparrow Head on home to your kin your kin your kin Learning to lead the line Yearning to leave aligned Nice to see you'll come out and find me I'm a timely matter Hunt and gather Nice to feel a pinprick keyhole, sunshine I might try to sing your wings right Nice to see your face so unexpectedly warmth Bringing season teasing Nice to feel, the more it’s unsaid, i know That all is fine I just close my eyes Just close your eyes Mahal Kita
2.
Fall (Back) 04:16
Well I’ve been sleeping for days On account of this haze I’m amazed at the gray Looming over this land It makes me fray at the ends Though I fletch to begin Drawing back the bow of my knees And yeah we asked for the cold As we basked in the gold And now it’s laid out in front of us But all of us Take back our word Never seen Never heard But the world cycles yet again And winter comes creeping in Seeping in
3.
we was runnin through the fields of burnin dandelions your mind is what i reside in tilling up the garden of the gods that I owe because it's planted in my mind that i'll reap what I sew I know They turned from golden suns To cream cropped moons Shepherd's clocks swaying to the call of a loon they swoon at the sight, close up with the rain and we channel wind wishin for their coming days I am a golden son a cream cropped moon a shepherds clock swaying to the call of a loon I swoon at the sight, close up with the rain and you channel wind wishing for my coming days I watched the trees get dressed in their sunday best crying amber in the shade as they readied for rest they say see me in October for the last of my breath and I will see that you surpass another winters' attest. You are a golden sun setting fire to the lone, the places you have never been but still call home, you are the birds flying south, are the rivers, are the seams of the quilt that warms kin clean
4.
Floating down the river I Ease drop On a couple chirping charming hymns And black oaks bartering oxygen My knees grow weak Doe come to feed up by the riverside And cutis ans(w)erina cooking up inside I love it here But I left it there For the fall 22 on the buffalo blue I dropped 25 on my tongue tip true And I sink into the earth I am trying to find a way To take it easy like the trees sway Gently in the breeze “Turn on Tune in Drop out” In the morning we woke to nimbus But needless to say It was Tlaloc’s set sights sacrifice Suffice to say I’m archaic in the way That I am reborn It takes a parergon To lift my raft up off this riverbed When we make it ‘round the bend We can rest our heads beneath the Sunlight Curious cirrus Dot the broken blue above Now Ponca rest me I’m in love I’m in love And the storm moves on And the fawn grows fond Because the grass grows long Over the sap-sweet pond As a humbled pawn I sit to ponder dawn And the list goes on And the list goes (“The happiness of the drop is to die in the river”)
5.
Patches 03:21
I cannot seem to Let go of my leaves But all of the other trees Barren by the breeze Get confettied with a luminescent foliage Red and green Always autumn Always autumn Blossom little diode To flowers of the dead season Hibernate behind the snowfall Hear the old call To the ode we call the new year And I’ll be here Where the dew runs, runs, runs, the dew runs, runs Kissing your neck of the woods I am Always Autumn Always Autumn
6.
Trophy Lives 05:56
Well it seems as if I’ve woken still My earthy pores turn back to quills I pluck them suave and dip them ink And write the folklores missing link When I said I Don't look up to anyone So they cannot look back down on me I spoon-fed façades to the forks in my road Left was my love Right was my home Now I take to the middle a private drive With six-stringed willows drying warm like hide I'm free range game for your license to feel So feed your family with my will But you better hang your head As you mount my smile The last of my giving is the last for a while But I’ll smile And I’ll think Why can't it always be Spring?
7.
Ouachita 03:53
Snowfall Blankets on the Ouachitas And I watch it all On the morning of Christmas This is the last year I will reside here I’m headed for the southern shores I couldn’t ask for more
8.
Tadpole 04:00
I never told you how I lost and found you We was sittin in the wilderness The bayou Was callin for your body and profound You suggested that we travel through the tides Yeah we was swimming to the tempo of the river We fell in love there By the timber And I know that you were just a mere tadpole But in my mind at the time you were so much more So I danced by the Buffalo under the moonlight Hoping you would come before I went back to streetlights Stops signs, yellow lines, bricks, and highways And all the things that made me think you thought it was my ways No I don’t expect you to come home because No Its not my place to call myself a home well sure enough I took your advice I packed my bags with my rags and my rice I left my home And left my friends And righted my wrongs by writing my end I know that you were just a mere tadpole But in my mind at the time you were so much more And when I came back in the spring And saw you had grown We looked at each other and together we knew We know That our life’s just like A river flow Never gon’ stop get where we go (x2) My life’s just like A river flow Never gon’ stop get where I go

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released March 24, 2013

all songs written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Hikes at The Cabin - Austin, TX
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Mastered by Evan Kaspar

Shepherd's Clock recorded, mixed, and mastered by Ian Rundell at Raw Paw Studios


Released on Raw Paw Records 2013

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Hikes is a band of friends from Austin, Tx. Inspired by nature, and driven to meld their love of heavy, technical rock with folk

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