play me a song
that’s was never wrote down
It’s only been sung
and passed all around
solid and strong
it holds up the past
a single lone highway
in a land old and vast
tell me a story
nobody knows
the names may be arcane
and the places remote
and the words fall around
like a tumble in bed
can’t tell your own thoughts
from the tune in your head
gather the empties
secure the door’s latch
refresh all our glasses
let’s sing of the past
when the morning sun comes
and burns out the stars
we’ll still be singing songs
of our mothers and fathers
sing me a song
you’ll never write down
sing it just once
in the lights to the crowd
a song about something
especially dear
then give it away
to be forgotten or cheered
The water’s too deep I am drowning
Lost in the warm neath the waves
No one around to save me
Let everything all wash away
"They manage to encapsulate the magic of vintage country recordings while also inventing a floaty, horse-shoegaze sound, both backwoods-rustic & ethereal, that is all their own." usmfreepress.org Hares on the Mountain
"Real prophets were like this: not so much prognosticating as bearing the good and bad reminders of blessing and curse, a vocation of reminding and unsettling." frontrow.dmagazine.com Hares on the Mountain
"...finds Becker establishing himself as one of the great songwriting talents of the region. Really, the entire album stands as such a testament." blogs.dallasobserver.com Hares on the Mountain
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023