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Stolen Jars

by Stolen Jars

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1.
Stitches 04:38
We were not meant to recollect Cutouts and corners in boxes and bags Yet stolen our hands are, stolen our heads are So now rest your head Stitches This is not what you must know Stall the flake then watch it go Some say only time can tell Kill the thrill and give them hell Tear it down, take it out Burn the ground: a second shout React now things you’ve seen are as though you’ve never been Even now things you’ve seen are as though you’ve never been I see the signs they’ve made for us But we will cut them down to dust Our arms, our legs, we gather up The parts discuss what we had once
2.
Ransacked 03:15
And I don’t know This body well The whispered song It’s hard to tell My feet are heavy Against the ground The weight of day It pins me down A pilfered home The barren field The flocks of birds Have swept it clear With each new Fall Old as we are The folds in our arms Much older than us And lines recalled Over and on Make us look as one But only to us Without our homes we’re broken Ransacked by words unspoken Spit hymns into the dirt and fold them out We try to find our worth on sodden ground And with these words I’ll know you now
3.
Relics 02:31
Were gathering here And sifting These relics sincere Seem fleeting With each new month We draw near
4.
we rise now watch the sun as it tells the sky how high but I never knew and i try to find a song to fit the mood and i try to be as blue and you do too i try to find a song to fit the mood i’m gonna write a song to fit the mood stars are tough to fit you know that well as I do again the mountains move and so do you i wonder as tapes take to us if we'll find soul song again just open doors and open windows this roof is where the sky should be i want dirt i want moss i want you and the rest of the notes to come naturally packed and planned this life is less than real but the rest of the life waits patiently someday lets go back to sky and reminisce about what we used to be just open doors and open windows this roof is where the sky should be i want dirt i want moss i want you and the rest of the notes to come naturally run run like the sun come come wont you run you know you should be here with everyone
5.
Sparrow 03:59
The man asks for his time again The freedom of the quickest sand A land untouched by his own hands So he may learn to grow again But he knows now won’t cease to be The failures of this human tree The concrete garden he now knows Forever flourishes and flows And so it goes And so it grows No you don’t know Where to go from Where to come from But you know why As the sea spins You can see it You can feel it And you know why For you follow The season’s sparrow For it can’t grow And you know why In the end we’ll Try to stand up Yet we will falter And never know why
6.
Braiding river strings Rake the rocky ground Shining shoulder blade Singing airy sound Thieving lady stole Gold and silver teeth From their lazy mouths Threw them in the deep It’s not like we’re getting any younger Sinking slowly in floors below us
7.
old we die more dead we become as we live like old man thought he’d show me all of meanings he knows when he spoke voice in his head oracle left him then all came out hahs and hymns general false some of whims and I didn’t know not to laugh for he did smile but jokes weren't these just dated breath and he realized that soon the youth left his words were dead oh old man your truth is fine you’ll die in time but youth die and it’s alright oh old man yet you think back you reason through how you have aged how you’ve come through your truth is real yet youth’s truth too is real to them as yours to you
8.
Soles 02:17
We’ll stitch them and make each wool sleeve filthier Sew each hem, then run your hands into the dirt Each grass stain makes your legs all the more your own To walk on the feet that we have weaved and sewn Our homes were all brittle bones and brittle knees We’re running, we’ll stagger in these redwood trees No judgment except the times when we will steal No sleep now we’ll gather in the windswept fields
9.
Last summer with darling and hatched schemes we saw jason and the slides he brought, like poetry but paint we saw slides of old truths and new ones too but we knew it wasn’t meant to mean a thing (thank god, what work that would be!) and he said the woman is the instrument, and the woman is the OBJECT and the cello holes drilled in hips were no accident but HE knew (Man Ray) he never meant to mean a thing no! (thank god, what work that would be!)
10.
Driving 03:19
lets just hug and cry for days + days then shut the door and we’ll just hide away hide from what i said and how you wept you take the now and i will all forget your hairs wrapped to my toe the tensions caught you won’t let me go ‘cos i will knot we’re seperate ’cept in pool house when you emptied out that boy within and he let on these tales which bore others might sleep yet these are what i adore he told of you when you were young of a boy some crazy son i could kill myself he said and all you wanted was to pretend you said that now he was away and if he ever remembered those days they were dear, dear to you yes they slow down awhile and lets just sit build a fort and talk like we were kids when we didn't know nothing of this when we didn't know nothing of this ill get sheets and you get candles and we’ll make our own tent and candle land and we’ll talk without the viel of us and we’ll talk within the tent of trust and ill let you see me and ill see you and know each other through and through ill see you and you'll see me and we’ll have our own tent and candle tree lets just hug and cry for days + days then shut the door and we’ll just hide away hide from what i said and how you wept you take the now and i will all forget

about

This is the first Stolen Jars full length album.

Stolen Jars was originally a guitar-based solo-project started by Cody Fitzgerald in the Summer of 2009. Cody Fitzgerald composed and recorded all of the music in his house and then asked his friend Magdalena Bermudez to sing with him on the songs. Magda wrote lyrics and vocal melodies along with Cody, however, she lived in Massachusetts, and most of the recording was done separately and sent through Dropbox. The project grew as Cody became more and more involved in the new songs he was producing. John-Elio Reitman soon joined his company as a third singer. With John, Cody had found the sound he was looking for, but sought a way to translate it live. John lived in New York and would not be able to play shows all of the time, Magda lived in Massachusetts and would be unavailable as well, and it would be impossible for him to play everything he had played on the recordings alone. So, he asked a couple of friends to play live with him and his loop pedal. Jonah Fried (drums), Sam Skinner (guitar), Molly Grund (vocals), and Elena Juliano (vocals) came to his aid and they began playing shows around the NY/NJ area. Now, Cody attends Brown University and is working on new material.

150 handprinted copies of the album were made, but they are now sold out. Sorry!

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released April 2, 2011

Cody Fitzgerald- Guitar, Drums, Keyboards, Mandolin, Bouzouki, Vocals
Magdalena Bermudez- Vocals
John-Elio Reitman- Vocals
Molly Grund- Vocals (Ransacked)

Mixed by Cody Fitzgerald
Mastered by Tim Shrout

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