Animals

by Ben Hermanski

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1.
A blade of streams is cutting throught the sky Endless drops of water, particles so fine And I wonder, will it be tonight? Racing through the city with animals alike And I feel them so deep As the rain’s falling down on me By the fountain, in the water, in a made-up estate In an hour, I’ll be over, I must be on my way A flock of sparrows, led there by the blind Is sitting on the fountain, dirty from their flight I am watching, I wonder where I’ve been And my heart is the anchor of my sins I am watching, I wonder where I’ve been And my story is written on my skin I am thinking thoughts about myself I write them down and put them on a shelf
2.
02:57
All the animals are far from here if they haven’t all died You got nothing to show for I don’t care if you tried (2x) There’s a feast going on over there There’s a groom and a bride They got nothing to show for I don’t care if they tried (2x) There’s a president sleeping so fine Told the truth and he lied He’s got nothing to show for I don’t care if he tried (2x) All the sadness we bought with our gold All the tears that we cried We got nothing to show for I don’t care if we tried (2x) All the animals are far from here If they haven’t all died And I got nothing to show for Please don’t mind if I try (2x)
3.
03:24
It’s soft and warm by your side – Eiderdown, Eiderdown And I’m so tired tonight – Eiderdown, Eiderdown So meet me tonight, in your loveliest gown Eiderdown, Eiderdown Your knees are poking my back - Eiderdown, Eiderdown The sky is falling in black - Eiderdown, Eiderdown Your eyes so blue, your feathers are brown Eiderdown, Eiderdown You offer nights in the spring - Eiderdown, Eiderdown And I love everything - Eiderdown, Eiderdown I race in my sleep, you’re slowing me down Eiderdown, Eiderdown
4.
01:28
John had got pigeons and slaughtered them all To sell Christians the blood of their Christ And then he got hung by the root of his tongue A result of this secular heist And he smiled like a man who had finished his work As he’s drawing his terminal breath For murder is sin and the God of the Christians will punish the sinners by death (2x) All these wild pigeons I offered them home The one without sin he may cast the first stone John, he may go and sell blood of their Christ and I’ll hatch my pigeons tonight (2x)
5.
Some say it’s the fault of our fathers Some say it’s the fault in our dreams Some say it’s the cold, for whatever that means A wild horse is better than no horse The winter will tear at the seams And I like the cold, for whatever that means It’s bitter cold and white A candle on a table I drink the poison wine A friend inside a stable Some met with their lovers at leisure Some met with their lovers at night Some met with the devil by candlelight A blind horse is better than no horse I stay with what’s left to atone We crucified silver on houses of stone
6.
03:22
There’s crazy people in the city and I do not feel so safe There’s times my heart is feeling heavy and I’m tired of this state There’s times my heart aches for the garden my grandmother used to tend A pile of dirt beneath the willow where my afternoons were spent All these people mean no evil, it’s just they have not been taught That the books we are not reading make for emptiness of heart That the bodies we are given are the ones we have to love It’s a gift that keeps on giving, so we’re never giving up And we need good things, and we need good things And all things considered, what we do with our lives The memories are bitter and sweet as cherry wine And we need good things, and we need good things
7.
With my head on a window pane minutes are travelling by All the souls in a traffic jam stuck in their bodies inside My thoughts, they are flying – a blood sweating horse in the night I am staring in silence at all of these lights in the sky (2x) I am witnessing heart-attacks coming from too many smokes You are speeding and riding, forcing the engines to choke I am calling a doctor, emergency line in my head I am driving the ambulance, racing the horses to death (2x) I am trading my diamonds for bread and for water instead And the future’s on Fridays, the kids say it least you forget I am having a lemonade in a lawn chair on your grave I can’t let a horse die, there is too many people to save (2x) I won’t let a horse die, there is too many people to save
8.
04:23
I’m careful with my thoughts As I drink this bottle empty The memories taste like more And the bottle’s holding plenty And I thought, all things were forgiven And I thought, the medicine’s just right, for my live I’m sitting at the bar My mind already bleeding The last drops from this jar The memories receding And I thought, all things were forgiven And I thought, the medicine’s just right, for my live And I thought, all things were forgiven And I thought, they made our sins just right for our lives

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This album was recorded in my home with the humblest of equipment and the noblest of thoughts.

These songs come out when I read books, listen to music, talk to people, walk by the sea, and think about humankind.

credits

released January 10, 2020

A big thank you to the people who helped me on this journey:

Becca Leigh, Lisa Jonas and Anne Lendle for running creatively wild and providing backing vocals for some of the tracks.

The Coast and the Sea for restlessly coming up with new instruments tracks to make my songs more beautiful.

Julian Rocco Lepore at Rocco Recordings for mixing the whole shebang and sneaking some backing vocals in, as well.

Fritz Fey at Double-D Mastering for being an awesomely experienced engineer and conversationalist. He also mastered these songs while having a nice chatty afternoon with me.

Silvia Dierkes for being an amazing human being and designer.

My wife and son, for being there and letting me be the introvert, I always wanted to be. I love you guys.

And finally, the guy who bought my bass guitar.

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Ben Hermanski Bochum, Germany

Ben likes to hold on to moments and give them away on stage. To you.
In his songs and the stories that he tells.

Ben Hermanski is an observer, a sensitive writer. A finder of melodies both engaging, catchy and familiar; a teller of stories both true and remote at the same time.

He keeps his eyes closed on stage, because these moments are for giving. To you.
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