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Bridal Veil Falls

from Unheard, Unseen by Small Souls



This song draws on different images—birds circling above a forest, a man walking a tightrope, a hunter with prey in his crosshairs—all elevated positions, none grounded. I realized those images were working together toward a central question: Can I have a home?


Bridal Veil Falls, crashing down
Circling above in formation
The winter sun cast our shade
All along the forest floor
Splattering our shadows like
Tongues of flame that ebb and flow

Will I come down and lay my head?
Is this my home? Is this mine?

Walking through the sky on a wire
Ten thousand faces looking up
The breezes change, the buildings sway
The wire shakes and torques
He bends his legs and spreads his arms
Bouncing back and forth

Will he come down and lay his head?
Is this his home? Is this his?
Is this his home, is this his?

Digging in the snow to bury herself
Waiting for the clouds to cover her tracks
I caught her in the sights of my
Father’s Remington .22
Perched above the timberline
With the most commanding view

Will she come out or lay her head?
Is this her home, is this hers?
Is this her home, is this hers?

Will I walk out and hang my head?
I need a home, but I don’t want to need again


from Unheard, Unseen, released September 8, 2017


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“The Portland duo Small Souls aims to do for folk what newgrass did for bluegrass with their "post-folk" sound.”
- Jonathan Frahm, PopMatters (Aug 31, 2017)
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