Malleability

by Dan Florio

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released August 11, 2014

Words and music by Dan Florio
Recorded and mixed by Dan Florio at his home
Mastered by Adam Grover at Georgetown Masters
Album art by Gunel Gasanova

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Track Name: Fleeting Embers
The waves crawl in and grab at the shore
Only to recede
Tinder is piled in a circle of stones
In a clearing in the reeds

The flicker of a match
Sheds the light
And cuts through the black
The smoke spreads and climbs
Seeping into the night

Feel the nice warm firewood
In the cold, cold air
Feel the nice warm firewood
In the cold, cold air

Soft spoken strangers sit around the flames
To soothe their shaking hands
Laughing, joking about yesterdays
While kicking at the sand

Let’s stay here for a while
Pass the time
And soak in the sights
The faint glow stretches wide
Seeping into the night

Feel the nice warm firewood
In the cold, cold air
Feel the nice warm firewood
In the cold, cold air

Bright burning embers float to the sky
Before they disappear
The white blaze fades as time goes by
And the smoke begins to clear

Some waking insects crawl
And watch it all
While others take flight
And we hear the cricket calls
Seeping into the night
Track Name: Goldbricker
Right beside the willow tree
Settled on a stage
You sit and dream up what you need
For those ordinary days

You wish that things were easier
No consequence or change
Only then could you return
To your ordinary ways

I know you can do better
And you don’t have to wait
But you say time is on your side

Balanced on a metal scale
It’s worth its weight in gold
But the perfect taste has gotten stale
And the story’s pretty old

But If only it were quieter
Simpler and bland
You’d focus just a little more
And end what you began

I know you can do better
And you don’t have to wait
But you say time is on your side

But hold on it’s alright
I can give it one more night
Then I’ll be rested up and wide awake
More than ready to make the change

I know you can do better
And you don’t have to wait
But you say time is on your side
Track Name: Howls of Hounds
Drifting wayside, back and forth, far and wide
Boots cut through the mud in the frozen winter rain
Thick and thin, we leave behind dried up land and raging fires
Ready for the scenery to change

The bone-white moonlight spreads across the ground
And all that was lost has been found

With the howls of hounds
Soaring through the air
We’re wayward now
Blazing that long hidden trail
We’re the midnight runners for the sun

Traveling with eagle eyes, cold wind whipping through the night
Shoulder to shoulder, side by side
The hungry wolves sitting tight, hoping for a chance to bite
Waiting until the moment feels right

Our shifting shadows crawl across the ground
And all that was lost has been found

With the howls of hounds
Soaring through the air
We’re wayward now
Blazing that long hidden trail
We’re the midnight runners for the sun
Track Name: Rations Running Low
We've gone so far from familiar ground
The destination lost in the shuffle
Uncharted earth ahead
Our vision blurred by a veil of fog
We've ventured farther out than we ever have
The fading maps misread

Wake up, there’s no time for sleeping
We’re casting the anchor
And steadily reaching shore
We should explore
This alien land, there’s something more
We've got no reason for turning back
No matter how hard we steered
The tide swiftly brought our ship here

Wait, now what are we doing here?
Tell me what's going on
Well, who is behind this?
Could you take me back to my home?
I know we lost track
A hundred miles ago
The sails are tearing
The rations are running low

Relax, it's not what you're thinking
You'll have to take a moment now
And let it all sink in
So, it's time to go
Just sit yourself up and take it slow
You've got no reason to hide away
It's all under control
The way that it was before

Wait, now what are we doing here?
Tell me what's going on
Well, who is behind this?
Could you take me back to my home?
I know we lost track
A hundred miles ago
The sails are tearing
The rations are running low
Track Name: Dither
Busy people
Marching through the bottleneck
Of sidewalks and alleyways
Swift-walking silhouettes

Moving quickly
Heads hung low
There’s always somewhere
That they all need to go

So run along, no time for company
The race is on in the endless sea
You know they can’t be bothered now
Or tied down by anyone but themselves

Disconnected
With a narrow field of view
They’ll give a passing glance
But they won’t talk to you

Conversations
Of love and hate
Are held with others
Who are miles and miles away

So run along, no time for company
The race is on in the endless sea
You know they can’t be bothered now
Or tied down by anyone but themselves

Just take a minute and unwind
Just take a minute and unwind
Track Name: Jaunted
The picturesque bridges stretch
Over small passing boats
The rivers run wide
Side by side with the cobblestone roads

Dark grey graffitied building walls
And bright city lights
Shine on the buskers
Out strumming for nickels and dimes

You can hear them whispering
You can hear them say
I don't know if this is where I belong
Though I'm getting by anyway, so it's okay
No one rooting for me, but I'm here to stay

Worn out waitresses
Taking five for a smoke
Heads held high as they sigh
Flicking ashes below

You can hear them whispering
You can hear them say
I don't know if this is where I belong
Though I'm getting by anyway, so it's okay
No one rooting for me, but I'm here to stay
Track Name: Empty Lane
I pull onto the parkway for a longer drive
To spend more time behind the wheel
Thinking to myself
Sitting here with no one else

Listening to mellow tunes from older days
Harmonizing choruses
With nobody around
And I’m singing the whole drive down

Watching the daylight fade
And I’m on my way home

Motor humming steadily beneath it all
Scattered floods of headlights
Floating down the other side
City markings passing by

Sky turns a darker shade
And I’m on my way home

Rolling past the quiet towns
Car packed to the brim
And only a few more miles left to go
I’m closing in
Sending myself back to start again

Roadside white lines sway
By the empty lane
Reaching the end of the day
And I’m on my way home
Track Name: Balance and Precision
Beneath the shade of the cityscape
An old man sits along a path around a lake
His canvas woven from linen thread
His palette covered from end to end

A steady stare, brush in hand
He paints his own impression of the water and land
His tired eyes straining hard to see
While calloused hands craft a masterpiece

Not a word is spoken
His worries far away

A distant growl of thunder sounds
Threatening the peaceful scene with rolling clouds
But he remains undisturbed by change
And calmly adds a touch of grey

Not a word is spoken
His worries far away