Marvelous Mischief

by Little War Twins

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released 05 December 2013
Gaetana Brown - Vocals+Acoustic Guitar…Trick - drums…Mark Pare - guitars…Moses Eder - bass…Kim Holte - violin… Recorded at Indecent Music in Medford, MA. Mastered by Mark Dibary.

Copyright Little War Twins 2013

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Little War Twins have come forth through the storm to awaken the thunder and lightning in you, bearing these words:

You are strength. You are electric. You are whole.

Together the Folk Renegade Mystics stand as a tribe, with each member threading together a tapestry of sounds that is as unique as the instrument they sheath
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Track Name: One Bottle
one bottle of tequila and a wounded battle scar
fallen heaps of heroes man
i gotta walk it far
get out of my head so i can hear about what you think
tumbled marque moons and i am chaos on the brink
where did i go wrong here?
when will i wake up?
when did i go wrong here?
oooooo
where will i wake up?

cause this structure that we strive for
bend and we bide for
we're a rowdy bunch, don't give a fuck
let's move and watch the move

mother cultures armpit and the grace to watch her flow
but sweet excitement pegs my blind and rustles wind to blow
but we find life so boring
gotta go get stoned
o o o

cause this structure....

one bottle of electric fuzz and everyone is fine
aw willed by picket fences and i'm counting on a dime
aw get out of my head so i can hear about what i think
we stumbled on big brother
we are chaos on the brink
aw where did we go wrong here?
when will we wake up?
when did we go wrong here?
where will we wake up?

cause this structure that we strive for
bend and we bide for
your a rowdy bunch, you give a fuck
so move! don't watch the move!
come on your better then that!
Track Name: Fireflies
Fireflies high against stars laced in silk
River dams below my unright head
melted dreams to drift off the edge
watch it honey
don’t fall
sad milk money, checked halls

falling fast against the gateways of my heart
please remember, I’m not starting
everybody’s running to the edge
just to watch
and make judgements

But i’ll run fast, faster than you and I’ll catch that moon
I don’t need a lasso to be light
and the recorder is running again
over your face
so you can be
ooo oo ooo ooo oo

there’s a man on the sun
driving chariots quick
but I am the sweet underbelly of moss laying thick in the swamp
I will drudge you out and win you in nymph mode
and everyone knows that mothers so scold the tricks
they once played

Don’t get fooled by my gaze

Watch the artist catch her life beams
off the tips of a fingerless man whose crying
and the moon just swells
pregnant with light
your orbs are pupils
catching the dark fear inside of your heart

falling fast against the gateways of your heart
please remember I’m not starting
don’t fall
don’t fall
don’t fall
don’t fall
don’t fall
Track Name: Hidden Dark
Those that hook will starve your soul
Hidden neath' the depths of withered know
I am not a panic house
Wash my windows out

Hidden dark, the depth, the maker
Falls out
Climbs a mountain
Waitin there the caught, the taken
Who Doubt
their hearts
Temptations twisted, turned around, rooted puppets in the ground
Knees got buckled, locked and bound
Blind eyes can't be found...

The Way is Yours
The Way is Yours
Strength is in the Empire

The strength is yours
the strength is yours
the strength is yours
Track Name: Mother Pulls
Mother pulls, Father Rises (x2)
Borrowed from the hook
taken lightly
slithered while they took
haunted, rightly
ooo ooo oo

Guns haulted down on your wilted pillows
stark raving mad, to be stuffed, weathered fish
borrowed to drown
all along he omens swallowed down
father rises, mother pulls, father rises
oooo oooo oo

I am stopped.
I am the Mage
I am the ground
We are the age

who feeds ownership here?
based on golden tithe but wasting precious years
on round and round and round and round
oooo oooo oo

(chorus)

seekers in the silence
pill jar woven violence
well we are the weavers
mercy give me time

(chorus)