Biography:
Says Swans frontman and head of Young God Records Michael Gira, James Jackson Toth's "got that picaresque quality that Dylan had in his heyday, wherein the shambolic narrator undergoes various travails and epiphanies—harrowing, bleak and darkly comical—in the course of a narrative, then leaves you mystified, both smiling and sad."
Wooden Wand, a.k.a. singer-songwriter James Jackson Toth, has released material under such collectives as Wooden Wand & the Vanishing Voice
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Other songs:
- Art Of War
- Candace Queen Of Witchcraft
- Country Graveyard Soil
- Creature Of Habit
- Days This Long
- Dead Of Night
- Forgiveness Factory
- Hotel Bar
- Mother Midnight
- No Debts
- Portrait In The Clouds
- Shaving Cold
- Southern Colorado Song
- Supermoon
- The Dnr Waltz
- The Mountain
- Vengeance Part 2
- Wand Arise
- War Star Days
- Wither Away
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Supermoon - Wooden Wand
capo 5th fret
G
G C G
Well, I fell out with you around the time of the Supermoon
C G C G
In a whirlpool of lies and some high greedy tides
C G D
That swallowed what remained of your pride
G C G
A capsized silhouette against a sunset copper red
C G C G
Well, no one's gonna climb, well, no one's gonna climb
C G D
No one's gonna climb this sounding line
G C
By the mark twain at two fathoms
G C
By the deep six at six fathoms
G D
I am slowly sinking down
Am D
I am slowly sinking down
I was always holding my breath as if there wouldn't be any left
After you took to mine, siphoned my blood and my time
I don't believe I will climb this sounding line
By the mark twain at two fathoms,
By the deep six at six fathoms
My heart and I decide to drown
My heart and I decide to drown
By the mark twain at two fathoms
By the deep six at six fathoms
I am slowly sinking down
I am slowly sinking down
C G
You were to me a ringing fever in my head
D C
An old letter tucked inside a book I've never read
C G
I've made a home some place you'd never want to stay
D
300 miles or 100 league away
I'm not leaving any clues when I leave this afternoon
No one will ever find
No one will ever find
No one will ever find my sounding line
capo 5th fret
G
G C G
Well, I fell out with you around the time of the Supermoon
C G C G
In a whirlpool of lies and some high greedy tides
C G D
That swallowed what remained of your pride
G C G
A capsized silhouette against a sunset copper red
C G C G
Well, no one's gonna climb, well, no one's gonna climb
C G D
No one's gonna climb this sounding line
G C
By the mark twain at two fathoms
G C
By the deep six at six fathoms
G D
I am slowly sinking down
Am D
I am slowly sinking down
I was always holding my breath as if there wouldn't be any left
After you took to mine, siphoned my blood and my time
I don't believe I will climb this sounding line
By the mark twain at two fathoms,
By the deep six at six fathoms
My heart and I decide to drown
My heart and I decide to drown
By the mark twain at two fathoms
By the deep six at six fathoms
I am slowly sinking down
I am slowly sinking down
C G
You were to me a ringing fever in my head
D C
An old letter tucked inside a book I've never read
C G
I've made a home some place you'd never want to stay
D
300 miles or 100 league away
I'm not leaving any clues when I leave this afternoon
No one will ever find
No one will ever find
No one will ever find my sounding line
Woodlore
Woodpigeon
Woods
Woods of Birnam
Woods of Ypres