Who in the Night

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Black 12" 150G Vinyl. Jacket with full color art. Goat Song was taken off the vinyl because of time and flow reasons: we think it's a lot better, and will be on the tape and is still available digitally.

    Includes unlimited streaming of To The Hollow Night via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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  • To The Hollow Night: Cassette
    Cassette + Digital Album

    Out via Orange SLS Records. Includes Goat Song.

    Includes unlimited streaming of To The Hollow Night via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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lyrics

Break Bread, Break Bread for the hungry.
We all survive just the same

If we make it through the morning
we will make it through the day

And our lives are all so confused and tired.
sometimes we feel we've lost the fire
We remember the orchard and the ladders we wrapped
in the cloth we cut from our backs

It was jus ttoo much to handle for us all
we stood naked and cold in the squall
When the harvest came we forgot
and the apples returned to rot

We Rise.

But we knew what the trees could provide
when we lay in that dappled light
We never knew hunger there
and now the orchard lies bare

Of course we all yearn to return
but some bridges don't get unburned
Our pockets are still full of seeds
they tremble with hope
In the evening

They Rise.

Who in the light in the harbour in your eyes,
who would survive?
Who in the night on these paths came before us
and filled the wine?
Who made this home so gently in the forrest
with no goodbye?

credits

from To The Hollow Night, released June 1, 2014
Written by: mallory
Recorded, mixed, mastered: Leonard Kaage
Produced: Leonard Kaage

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mallory Montague, Massachusetts

Mallory is a dispersed collective of musicians that found itself coagulated momentarily in the hills of Western Massachussetts. Mallory first found its voice in the summer thunderstorms, the porch lights, the moths, the hazy negotiation of tired cities. Long bike rides, walls of green, the orchard, the quarry. A ribbon of dirt road, blood on the grass. Windows open. ... more

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