Songs of Silt

by oh man, the mountain

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released April 26, 2014

Recorded by Jonas and Alex at Park Studios, London. Massive thank you to everyone who has ever supported, listened to and played with us. Special regards to our buddy El who couldn't make the recording session.

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oh man, the mountain Manchester, UK

Oh man, the mountain are a large southern gothic / alt. folk band from Manchester. At their fullest, a group of 8 who try to tread the lines between harmony, discord, melancholy and joy - to create a big, if slightly broken sound.

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Track Name: John
John spoke rivers
sung songs of silt
straight from the sea, straight from the sea

so come a little closer
touch the lions mane
wild honey, wild honey

we've got the news but they've got the wires
we all get sick and we all get tired sometimes

so sing me to sleep with news of the east
bring me the bread and i'll raise you the yeast

because we're all basically alone
in each others warming glow
we can make these parts in to a whole
like the painters heart, matches the singers soul

take me to the well
take me as I fall

take me incomplete
take me as a lamb

take me as a root
and pull me when I'm good

take me as I fall
or don't take me at all

because we're all basically alone
in each others warming glow
we can make these parts in to a whole
like the painters heart, matches the singers soul

so baptise me by the old oak tree
it was struck by lightening before I was even able to breath

John spoke rivers straight from the sea
I've got a hole in my heart, yeah i've got a home in me

he came from the desert he came from the east
he came eating those locusts and the wild honey

so bury me by the old oak tree
it was struck by lightening before i was even able to breath
Track Name: Fallen Leaves
sunshine gets a rise out of me any time
if it's not golden
it's bright or warm

so come lay me down
in the desert of the hay
where its heaped in stacks
'til it's ripped apart

so come violet lady down
got a brother in heart
and it gets me down when it's time to start
and it levels the spirit for me

whether it's the brilliant light
or the miracle juice
the clever pair of hand that built my boots
it's the sun, that gets me gone

well we've got poor sight for the nighttime
when its all dark around
oh but the sun, at five o'clock
doesn't care about the higher ground

sunshine get a rise out of me any time
if it's not golden
it's bright or warm

so come lay me down
on fallen leaves
that's sure to be
enough for me

i'm gonna roll on down
to that higher ground
where fallow fields aren't viewed with a frown
they just sit

where ancient trees take root
where they start as shoots
when the rot sets in and the leaves fall loose
it's a warm day I know

a fall is a wait to land
i'm taking the long way
down to the ground
where the days are waste and want
so come lay me down

Falling on down from that higher ground
we left our hearts for that broken sound which sings
Track Name: Lion Spoke
make it the warmest feeling
make it the river in your hips
its bliss, and we're done

and when the weather shakes
when the tide is on the rise
its over, we're done

and when we're buried bones
when our room's just full of books
its over we're all done

and all that's under sun
all that's swimming in the void
it's over, we're all done

gather the horses reigns
take a look on the rolling side of days
where you're born and you fall and you sort of stumble and crawl
until you find a breast and a mother
a son and a daughter
you don't wanna perish
but somebody will find your bones some day
and like a ghost or Roman ruins
part of you always remains

make it a carousel
make it a static moving horse
that turns, and we're gone

and when the clockwork's worn
when the fun has turned to rust
its over, we're all done

when the colours change
yeah when the paint is barely dry
we're tired and we're all done

but we'll not hide our face
we'll not roll over just yet
we're lions and we'll roar

they said you're a loser son
they said that you're wasting night and day

but i've got two rivers
the ones which you shivered in all the way

the lion spoke salty
the lion spoke sweet
the lion spoke under the sycamore tree
but it's gone, it's gone, it's gone

he spoke of the rivers
he spoke of the bones
he spoke of the rhythms
and how they're all gone
they're gone, they're gone
Track Name: Lake District
they laid claim to mountain sides
labourious hands, glorious sights
old Olaf’s church aand the climber’s grave
under mud and moss, there he lays

oh, we’ll get over the heights of the sycamore trees
swim the rivers and lakes, like I was born to be
we can ride and shout through the valleys and clouds
and with the ferns, wrap ourselves

Hey hey, the church bell rings when the sun has reached its peak
and it’s sinking down
and Tarn Hows calls from the bottom of its soul
and it’s singing now

spring lamb born in the morning
she stains her mother’s wool, just like the harvest moon
dogs, they bark at the tall man
he’s got a stick in his hand, and he walks this land

with all the water that falls
her eyes are sinking now
the bays are breaking out
yeah, from their bonds with rains

we hear the chorus at night
it’s time to get inside
choke the chimneys all right
until the morning light

Hey hey, the church bell rings when the sun has reached its peak
and it’s sinking down
and Tarn Hows calls from the bottom of its soul
and it’s singing now