Sunday Downloads - "Civilian" by Wye Oak

There's something about the music I'm loving lately that takes me back to the rawness of the wild west.  Wye Oak has the deep soulful sound that haunts you in your sleep.  I've barely started to explore their other music but they have that fantastic folk/indie rock thing going on.  Love it.  Close to the end of the song she does a guitar riff that sounds like two guitars crashing and moaning in pain (mark 2:40).  Either you'll love that artist clash or you'll hate it.  I tend to love the waling cry of pain it makes. Hope you enjoy.



Lyrics for "Civilian" by Wye Oak


I am nothing without pretend
I know my faults
Can't live with them
I am nothing without a man
I know my thoughts
But I can't hide them

I still keep my baby teeth
In the bedside table with my jewelry
You still sleep in the bed with me,
My jewelry, and my baby teeth

I don't need another friend
When most of them
I can barely keep up with them
Perfectly able to hold my own hand,
But I still can't kiss my own neck

I wanted to give you everything
But I still stand in awe of superficial things
I wanted to love you like my mother's mother's mother did
Civilian.
Civilian.