Every heart has turned to fire
Every star has met it's horizon
Now it's safe to open your eyes
Come and tell me where you been.
I've been lost in the last great sea
I've been doused at the river bank
When you run so long from the great red star,
The Great Heart drifts away.
Every man has lost his heart
And every heart is in your hand
I will paint a picture for you
Ask me all the questions you have.
Will I see when the sea turns to city?
Will I know when the river runs black?
Will the Great Red Star shine a light around here?
Will the Great Heart ever come back?
Forget the Great Heart you've known
and wash away your bone-white skin.
Left alone to pump your blood
It's a fine thing to feel again.
Since moving to NYC from Indiana in 2003, Zeb Gould has released several critically-acclaimed albums both under his own
name, as well as under the monikers of Bowery Boy Blue and Swojens. His earlier works fall under the genre of acoustic guitar instrumental (In the vein of John Fahey), while his later output, falls within the realm of indie folk singer/songwriter (akin to Will Oldham, etc.)...more