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Stepdaughter Lyrics
left out in the rain too long / there was not no glory to re-live
all 3 fingers - all your limbs / pliable now as steam and soft light
traded off when you were down / took it - on took it on
the story bitches and the scene don’t care / unraveling now like steam and soft light
the cutter loses his nerve and turns away
the stepdaughter dissolves into the dark woods soundless
mama take the pillow from under my head / stepdaughter made my dying bed
left out in the rain too long / to marinate in steam and soft light
the stepdaughter dissolves into the dark woods soundless
the cutter delivers an elk heart for false proof
bury me shallow and scratch out my name
i’d make every mistake all over again
all 3 fingers - all your limbs / pliable now as steam and soft light
traded off when you were down / took it - on took it on
the story bitches and the scene don’t care / unraveling now like steam and soft light
the cutter loses his nerve and turns away
the stepdaughter dissolves into the dark woods soundless
left out in the rain too long / to marinate in steam and soft light
the cutter delivers an elk heart for false proof
bury me shallow and scratch out my name
i’d make every mistake all over again
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As with most of Califone's work the lyrics here are opaque and more poetic than literal. The title, 'Stepdaughter' is obviously a reference to Sleeping Beauty, as evidenced by the cutter (or wood cutter) delivering an Elk's heart instead of a human heart to the evil step mother as false proof of her murder. But this song evokes more than the images of a children's story it seems to deal with the emotions and motivations of the wood cutter himself. His mercy (or lack of nerve) allowed the step daughter to escape (dissolve into the dark woods), and despite the fact that he's signed his own death warrant (Step daughter made my dying bed), and the fact that his name is not even known in posterity (scratch out my name...) he would do it all over again, because - maybe - she was as beautiful and ephemeral to him as steam and soft light.
Listen to this song or I will kick your ass, I love this song and have recently become infatuated with Califone.
unraveling now like steam and soft light....
wow. wow. ?
how do they manage to sound so dusty like they are the quilt laying on the foot of your great grandmothers bed? they sound like a wine cellar that hasnt been opened in 60 years.