No Man is Land

by Kris Ellestad

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Recorded and mixed between October 15th, 2009 and October 8th, 2010

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released 01 March 2011

Mark Ellestad played percussion on tracks 1 and 4, viola on tracks 3, 5 and 12, hardanger on track 14, rebec on tracks 1 and 4, munnharpe on track 1, bowed guitar on track 14, singing bowl on track 14, langeleik on track 14, and sang in the choir on track 5.

Laura Ellestad played violin on tracks 3, 5 and 12, and sang in the choir on track 5.

Photo taken at Savary Island in 2005 by Kris.

Recorded at The Playhouse and Hexagon Studio

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Track Name: Hour of the Rat
This story is very old

How old?

So old
Track Name: Run Me Down
Run me down
Like a bull
Like a podiphile

Run me long
Run me slow
Run the one hour mile

And coddling her baby
She'll never cut that cord
In bed she dreams that maybe
This price she can afford
To grip so firm and tight
And never keep
Her promise to the night

Run me down
Like a bull
Like a podiphile

Run me long
Run me slow
Run the one hour mile

Run me off
Of a cliff
Of this precipice

Run me soft
Run me stiff
Run me just like this

And swaddling her baby
In muddied cloth and twine
His breath is stale and lazy
Upon her winding spine

He up the ladder crawls
To see beyond
Her shoulder round and small
But when he's cut
He will be sure to fall
Track Name: Shame
Shame
Ask for forgiveness
Ask for me
Tame
Tame in my is-ness
Count to three
When you're done
Baking the centre of your bread
Cut off a piece for me
Run free
Among the pillow-bitten dead
Oh, wrong in the knees
How do I bend supple like a tree
Rake the yellowed, spineless leaves
Over the garden of my shame
Shame
Track Name: Another Day
Another day, another day
After the one that went away
She's got her hooks half hung inside
The naked corner of my eye

If we could only get along
If we could only get along
I'd gently lay her memory
Beneath the shaded part of me

And dream politely
Still believing better days
Are behind me
Pouring out like a trail of smoke
That leads nowhere
I don't know
If the story told itself to me

Another year, another year
Without the one that isn't here
Tell me will time tell me it when
The moment comes to pack it in

I wouldn't say another word
I wouldn't say another word
And at last release this inbred kiss
Into the only wilderness

And dream politely
Still believing better days
Are behind me
Pouring out like a trail of smoke
That leads nowhere
I can't see
If the story tells itself to me
Track Name: Sorry Booin'
There is a man behind the curtain
The air is heavy on his chest
And on this night one thing's for certain
He's here to watch as you undress

The white and lacy fabric fumbles
In his cold and clammy hand
Through hot and rotten breath he mumbles
I'm sure she'll understand

For it's me she dreams of
And not some other living man

I hate to wake you my darling
It gets so lonely underground
But if you'd let me join your body
I'd promise not to make a sound

Unless you ask to hear my voice
How it rolls and soars above
It's up to you it is your choice
But I cannot live without your love

So breathe me in
And let me live beneath your skin

There is a man behind the curtain
The air is heavy on his chest
And on this night one thing's for certain
He's here to watch as you undress

The white and lacy fabric fumbles
In his cold and clammy hand
Through hot and rotten breath he mumbles
I'm sure she'll understand

For it's me she dreams of
And not some other living man
Track Name: November Steppes
Kick me crow I'm an incandescent bulb
Roll me down the road and crack my skull
Hold me close and pour the powder in
We can forget everything

Though he don't know how or why
He knew that he was safe
Hidden from the eyes that wait outside

And if the door blew open wide
He wouldn't move his head
He'd sit and wait for them to come instead

There's one thing I don't know
That's why that wind won't blow

What was lost in the pentecostal church was just a watch
That the holy spirit found and wouldn't give back
Though he begged and pleaded for it he would find in time
That the ticking parasite lived in his mind

If the money's running low
The phone ain't far away
That same old story always makes 'em pay

But calling home for another loan
He found the line was dead
The pig upon the cow was dressed in red
Track Name: Moon in the Trees
When the wind in the air arrives
There'll be rain in a soggy hole
And the ice covering my eye
Is shiny, wet and cold

There's a moon in the trees tonight
Gonna lay in the hollow
There's a moon in the trees tonight
Go and leave your home

I've noticed I know
Not one thing of your kind
And your lava flows
In around me as always

There's a moon in the trees tonight
Making friends with my sorrow
There's a moon in the trees tonight
And I can't let it go
Track Name: Frame House
Each lie I tell holds me fast
Roped up
Tied to a mast
And we're sinking down

And as we pass each day in line
Frame house
You're on my mind
It's not the only time

Painted pictures at the mall
Two-stroke mountain, stream and all
One bald ego against the sky
Where does he go in the night

And if I speak of something true
Know that
It's up to you
To decipher it

So pinch my cheek until it bleeds
I've got
All that I need
To ignore the pain

Haunted houses on the hill
Two-faced phrases in the will
One bald ego against the sky
Where does he go off to die
Track Name: In the Meantime
I'll make a move to the left lane
And you can stay in the right
Your onion breathing will
Keep me up all night
On the couch
Shedding tears
Crying for clean air

I know forever
Better than you
The thoughts I'm thinking now
Are gonna break on through
To the other side
Of the door
Into your ear

Dream that dream a little longer
On your back
Crossing at your legs
Indeed a nightmare is waiting on the floor
Under our bed
Oh, we both know lines are being read
Can't you see there's still time
So fuck you
Fuck you

Deaf for the night
Gone in the ears
How does your song ring out
So clear
Doe my dear

When we're together
Who can avoid
Staring frightful-eyed
As the wild voice
Of your mother's child
Is calling out
Like the end is near

Dream that dream a little longer
On your back
Crossing at your legs
Indeed a nightmare is waiting on the floor
Under our bed
Oh, we both know lines are being read
Can't you see there's still time
So fuck you
Fuck you
Track Name: Niko
In the alley lies a long grey bone
In the alley lies a long grey bone
Only you decide whose side you're on
In the alley lies a long grey bone

Over hill and house the warm wind blows
Over hill and house the warm wind blows
In her lover's eyes the green light glows
Over hill and house the warm wind blows

I found you on your side empty-staring back at me
Held you in my arms while you moved independently
And I was searching for some old time remedy
You were lost to me then but you ain't gone now
Friend, don't you worry

In the alley lies a long grey bone
In the alley lies a long grey bone
Only you decide whose side you're on
In the alley lies a long grey bone
Track Name: You're Sick (of Me)
You're sick of me
Well I'm sick of you
Getting sick was my idea
I did it first
It's true

Well you be sharp and I'll be dull
A knife that can't quite cut through butter
A burnt-out bulb like no other

The words I use just reach to find
The sentiments I had in mind
Perhaps the body just knows best
The things to which I can't attest
Through my mouth

If we step back there ain't no shame in that
If we pull back no there ain't no shame in that

Yogi said to his wife Yoni
Baby you really be speaking my lingam
But once in a while pulla my fingam

And although fun may not exist
It's the searching for that makes it worth it
And not the need to unearth it

The words I use just reach to find
The sentiments I had in mind
Perhaps the body just knows best
The things to which I can't attest
Through my mouth

If we step back there ain't no shame in that
If we pull back no there ain't no shame in that
If we step back there ain't no shame in that
If we pull back no there ain't no shame in that
Track Name: The Secret
I brought a little load along with me
A bag of dirty socks and shitty sheets
That left some tiny turds upon the bed
It wasn't what you meant but what you said
That fostered

A sense of impotence
Not naughty, nor bold
Was neither warm or cold
You caught me staring at your breasts
The secret was wrote
In sweat upon your chest
That things ain't what they seem

I took a running jump into the trees
That left me paralyzed below the knees
While hanging from a branch and staring down
I saw blue water wash and lick around
Your body

Became a lotus flower
With fat and fleshy roots
That tasted hot and sour
I stuffed them in an orifice
The secret shot out
In cum and bloody piss
That things ain't what they seem
It's a dream
Track Name: Over Water
In morning it breaks
Over water
And the whole moon it takes
In and under

When the light hits the shore
Who will not endure
Through the burning of sand
Who'll reach out a hand
Who'll offer a hand

In the weakest hour I will devour
Each seed sown for me
And then if all goes to plan
I'll lose both my arms
Swept to the sea
And drown peacefully
Track Name: White as a Feather
Dream loudly or we won't hear you
Speak up or be displaced
Bend down or we can't see you
Beyond your pretty face
If you want what we're doling out
Cup your hands and don't you pout

All bow to the throne of madness
And kiss her hand-like feet
If you should show some kindness
Hold on to your receipt
If your caring turns into sound
You'll be living underground

Drift off with the birds above you
How sharp and soft their song
Follow and they will lead you
To where you belong
Not with those who prance on display
But among the eggs you lay