Biography:
Says Swans frontman and head of Young God Records Michael Gira, James Jackson Toth's "got that picaresque quality that Dylan had in his heyday, wherein the shambolic narrator undergoes various travails and epiphanies—harrowing, bleak and darkly comical—in the course of a narrative, then leaves you mystified, both smiling and sad."
Wooden Wand, a.k.a. singer-songwriter James Jackson Toth, has released material under such collectives as Wooden Wand & the Vanishing Voice
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Other songs:
- Art Of War
- Candace Queen Of Witchcraft
- Country Graveyard Soil
- Creature Of Habit
- Days This Long
- Dead Of Night
- Forgiveness Factory
- Hotel Bar
- Mother Midnight
- No Debts
- Portrait In The Clouds
- Shaving Cold
- Southern Colorado Song
- Supermoon
- The Dnr Waltz
- The Mountain
- Vengeance Part 2
- Wand Arise
- War Star Days
- Wither Away
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[Verse]
D
Of all of your murders who do you miss the most
A
The clouds are a claw the shape of a ghost
D
You swore pure devotion but you couldn’t say when
A
You tried to make me healthy but I wasn’t ready then
D G A
and even one glimpse of the good life makes it so hard to toil
D G A
So I thinned out my blood thinking maybe I’d slow down the boil
G D G A D
I said my mind to escape in you with dog the color the character of country graveyard soil
[Verse]
D
Down in Peekskill the moon is so bright
A
When caught in it’s beam I am fish belly white
D
And I know somewhere out there you know what it means
A
When the shadows form silhouettes of deities and queens
D G A
When I first came to your city you were still something resembling royal
D G A
You were so hard to look in the eye but you were easy to spoil
G D G A D
Now so many miles from you I steal a soul the consistency of stone and country graveyard soil
[Verse]
D
In Roswell there’s a landing pad above city hall
A
In Hondo the sculptures are fifty feet tall
D
Did I tell you I made sixes by turning nines upside down
A
I so wanted you to be there but you were no where around
D G A
Say what you want to about me but don’t call me disloyal
D G A
Cos I was in the for the trials and fine turmoil
G D G A D
I’ll tell the boulevard that you said hello, you take with you wherever you go, some country graveyard soil
D
Of all of your murders who do you miss the most
A
The clouds are a claw the shape of a ghost
D
You swore pure devotion but you couldn’t say when
A
You tried to make me healthy but I wasn’t ready then
D G A
and even one glimpse of the good life makes it so hard to toil
D G A
So I thinned out my blood thinking maybe I’d slow down the boil
G D G A D
I said my mind to escape in you with dog the color the character of country graveyard soil
[Verse]
D
Down in Peekskill the moon is so bright
A
When caught in it’s beam I am fish belly white
D
And I know somewhere out there you know what it means
A
When the shadows form silhouettes of deities and queens
D G A
When I first came to your city you were still something resembling royal
D G A
You were so hard to look in the eye but you were easy to spoil
G D G A D
Now so many miles from you I steal a soul the consistency of stone and country graveyard soil
[Verse]
D
In Roswell there’s a landing pad above city hall
A
In Hondo the sculptures are fifty feet tall
D
Did I tell you I made sixes by turning nines upside down
A
I so wanted you to be there but you were no where around
D G A
Say what you want to about me but don’t call me disloyal
D G A
Cos I was in the for the trials and fine turmoil
G D G A D
I’ll tell the boulevard that you said hello, you take with you wherever you go, some country graveyard soil
Woodlore
Woodpigeon
Woods
Woods of Birnam
Woods of Ypres
worldfly
Worlds Apart
Wormser Wichser
Worn-Tin
Worried Men Skif (...)