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Through the Walls

by Jon Simons

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1.
Introduction 01:10
2.
Soldiers of a Kind Soldiers line up in rows They follow lines not knowing why they go We’re all soldiers of a kind The witch is flying free Told the white angel how to die The rain falls The skies crash We’re together at last I’m pulsing now In a trance Will the blood god join me in his dance I see my lady in the fog And I know she’ll love me in time But will she know me inside And the witch is flying free Told the white angel how to die My desperate cries meet enemy eyes Another patriot falls smoothly to the ground I can see a grave It’s laced in valentine Built on society’s design Can you hear the sound? It’s coming from underground
3.
The Love Troll She has this sort of war in mind Shows me channels of a different kind Tells me to leave the others behind Then wonders when I’ll call She wanders my yard with long gray strides Playing my death like the monkey ride Plotting to hook in my other side Then wonders when I’ll fall Seashore thighs and want more eyes Repeating words that hypnotize Her devil knows angel’s sighs Another pin in the doll Fallout shelter of dye and tin Candle’s burning that lion’s den An open door to close me in Gravestones stand strong and tall
4.
Body Down 05:36
Body Down I know a land not too far away Watch the willows, back and forth they sway See the mountain, not too high a climb See the city, got blood on the sign There’s the hound, body down Body down on the ground Stop running around—lock up that hound And get that body off the ground In a maze of brick and vine I heard her screaming but failed to find Met a man with one hand on the sun Broke my knees then taught me how to run Home at last from the fight See my hands, black as night See the fountain, laced in time Count the ripples as they fade in rhyme
5.
Predator 07:31
Predator Fall into your favorite chair But they may find you there Don’t stare, beware Be aware of the predator Crawl into your favorite shell Hope you’re feeling well Sit tight, for the night When it’s right you’ll turn to air Run, you’re time is under the gun See me, under this rock in the sea Hate, it only makes you the bate Feel real, hope that this pain will heal Leave it in your sheathe tonight I’ve already lost the fight Take your quarters from my case Have I written poor on my face? Be still in your ways Or they’ll come and take them away That’s me on my knees Until I cure this disease All the colors swirl in your mind Yellow and green are colors of kind All your friends form a circle All the love your hands can find But it’s not solitude after all Doesn’t even brake my fall Can’t see the blood on my arm Can’t see the blackness in my eyes Can’t seem to help me rise from this hole
6.
Crystal Blue 05:04
Crystal Blue Dusty photo of a city ruin You lay naked in the corner of your room They say that we’re safe inside But I know where they keep their bombs You are coming through in crystal blue Nothing else would ever do You are coming through in crystal blue The inner you is coming through Rusty auto on a busy street You miss the soil touching your feet Seasons change invites in the rain The storm’s to blame inside your brain Can’t feel money can’t feel fame The fire’s moving into your lane You are coming through in crystal true Nothing else would ever do You are coming through in crystal true The inner you is coming through A hand-me-down for a shallow grave Catch the first train from Crown to Slave Missed the step that mommy made Lost your step but found the blade
7.
Mind Games 07:02
Mind Games And do you think it would be better If I took you by surprise? And do you think you would feel happier If I lived inside a disguise? Your love, it dances like a sunbeam Your stare, it makes the oceans cry And when it seems as though we’re sailing I hear thunder in the sky You say it’s all up inside my mind But I think I’m doing just fine Catch your heart before it breaks ‘Cause when it breaks you’ll be alone Through the window he comes with thunder and rain Tells you a story you’ve always known Wipe your tears before you wash away Maybe then you’ll see some light of day Through the soil I can hear you say That you can’t sleep through the night I guess it’s all up inside your mind On track now can’t get behind Life is short gotta save my time I guess it’s all up inside your mind I’ll catch up when I see the sign If your love doesn’t make me blind And I told you that line, told you I’m feeling fine And I prayed for you, for me, but then you go away And I told you every secret that I know So I guess it’s up inside your mind
8.
Maybe Rainfall It may sound crazy, but you’re on my mind I’ll forget these wicked thoughts so I’ll feel fine Snow fall heaven, snow fall time Forget your wicked games and you’ll be mine How much do you want for love? How much do you want for love? How much do you want To fly above my windowsill? So that I’ll feel free It may be rainfall, but I can’t see straight Here’s my pass sir, please open the gate The train is leaving soon, at half past eight Here’s my toll sir, I can’t be late May sound crazy, but he’s after me Hiding in my night shade and the bottom of the sea There will come a day when we meet And I will return to the bottom of the sea

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Through the Walls, originally released in 1999 by Skyscape Records, has developed a niche following in the states as well as in the UK and Europe. Jon recorded the album during a six week spell of complete solitdue, using old analog gear and without the help of comptuers or samplers.

In March of 2013, one of Europe's finest mastering engineers, Tim Young (Metropolis, London), painstakingly remastered the record from the original analog mix tapes. The remastered album enables Analog Sea to release audiophile quality, 180g vinyl pressings, along with high-resolution downloads, and CD.

Through the Walls starts out like a movie, with sounds of a person coming home from a days work, fixing a drink, starting up a record, and relaxing in a favorite chair. The disk ends with the rumbling sounds of the sea. What lies in-between is a surreal journey through Jon’s creative mind. In this record, Jon fuses sparse and sometimes melancholic folk guitar structures lush orchestrations and dreamlike harmonies.

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released December 1, 1999

All songs written, performed, and recorded by Jon Simons during a six week spell of
isolation.

Recorded on an analog, 8-track, reel-to-reel recorder without the use of computers or samplers.

Mixed by Mark Hallman at Congress House, Austin (1999).

Remastered from the original analog tapes by Tim Young at Metropolis, London (2013).

Photography by Julia Robinson. Design by Jon Simons and Brook Sefton.

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Jon Simons Austin, Texas

Jon Simons is a contemporary singer-songwriter and poet. Originally from Texas, he has been touring and releasing albums since 1999. While his recordings are often lush, with dreamlike overdubs and layered vocal harmonies, his solo performances retain the sparse and melancholic qualities of the original songs. ... more

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