FULL COLOR LYRIC BOOKLET
PHYSICAL OBJECTS in REAL LIFE
released 29 August 2012
between January 4th, 2011 and February 21st, 2012
at the UNKNOWN in Anacortes, Wash.
by Phil Elverum
Jason Wall, Paul Benson and Nicholas Wilbur on "Pale Lights"
Allyson Foster on "Ocean Roar"
vinyl mastering by John Golden
digital mastering by Timothy Stollenwerk
"Engel Der Luft" is a cover of a song by Popol Vuh from their soundtrack to Herzog's "Fitzcarraldo".
RELEASED as “ELV026” in the early bright fall of 2012 by:
P.W. ELVERUM & SUN, ltd. box 1561 Anacortes, Wash. U.S.A. 98221
Pale lights from other islands
through blue dusk
across the water
seeing island shapes
"Who is there?" I call.
A small yelp on the wind
Track Name: Ocean Roar
One voice heard low across the water
through ocean roar.
(One chance out between two worlds, walk with me)
Lost in thought
the mind wandering again
drifting west over the hills
(pulled out to sea)
Sitting in the car
after the music stopped abrupt
we arrived in the dark
lost and disoriented
(Through a dark stretch of trees,
the roar of the beach
As the car cooled down
the sound of waves rose and blanketed.
Our minds grew into a vast night air.
We made beds in the ditch.
The loud breath of surf
exhaling and constant.
Sleeping on the wet ground.
In a dream I swim.
(I thought I heard some voice returning)
Out past waves rolling
broad deep sky.
Track Name: Ancient Times
Deep in a dream on the ground
Track Name: Waves
Sleeping on the sand, mid winter, Neah Bay
Woken up by a strange lull in the roaring
Imagine a log in the waves further west, out to sea.
Ocean roar dream returns.
Track Name: I Walked Home Beholding
The world was frozen
I left the studio
The whole town had been abandoned except for me.
I walked home beholding.
The lights in the park
The moving trees
The silent corners
The world's new cloak
A final breath of storm blows snowdrifts in the street
then blows away over the water.
On an island
across from town
Close and alone
Looking across the water seeing people slowly living all their lives.
This is the feeling from inside an island body
(Looking out from inside a sea of thoughts, distant and quiet.)
Tossed on the waves
blown onto land
in churning mess
A moment of clear air breathing, seeing the expanse.
Totally at peace with the meaninglessness of living.
Drifting in a changing world
Reaching for a solid thing
The stone dissolves in the same wind I swim through.
Where I live there is a constant roaring.
through a cloud hole
The sky was moving
I saw it drift
Seeing breathing waves of water roll in the sky.
The wind has increased.