Cinder Well

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released April 21, 2015

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Cinder Well Portland, Oregon

Cinder Well is the debut album from Amelia Baker's solo project.
Recorded and mixed by August on a 4 track analog recorder at the Scowling House in North Portland, Oregon.
Lettering and web design by Joshum Hardy.
Amelia Baker: guitar, vocals, piano, fiddle on Fallen
CPN: fiddle on The Hyde Mansion
Sarah Anne Lachner: vocals on The little box
Preston Howard: uilleann pipes on Alicon House.
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Track Name: The Alicon House
The Alicon House

the ladies keening at the grave
and the boys playing cards on the coffin lid
my sister is screaming in her sleep
for the goats she let out of the gate she left open again

but what of the tower and what of the oak
undried fruits they cracked as we spoke
and the wheel of the loom to the dust to the earth
to the earth what am I
to the earth what am I
I am lost
I am frozen in the dawn
at the Alicon House
I am tracing the runes, I’m still tracing the runes at your feet

to the house that I know
I am further from it now
heard the walls crack and fell fodder to the ground
I am further from it now
cut the leather and bury the sound
I am further from it now
Track Name: Cinder Well
Cinder Well

father told me of the drowning
a little louder than before
the lights and all the fires ending
to leave a dust storm strewn the hall

if the sun were any louder
would you have heard it call

cinder well and the cellar door
a little closer than before
the greyscale of rotting blood and diamonds
no where warm but the sun

to the blood and the ash
and the act of moving through
nailing through to the drowning of the other side
and those dark cellars under houses under roofs
that unwilling you are descended into

all the times that you were drowning
a little louder than before
you can escape the cellar’s calling
even though she dwells there still
Track Name: The little box, the colour of heartache
The little box, the colour of heartache

the scaffolding, the prison cell
the attic in the cardboard box
in the suburbs or buried underground
melted on the stone
hot oil in the broken pan
oil and melted wax, your hands are full of grime
your hands full of grime

I would watch your limbs
in the placid water on the mantle shelf
in the damp light
blue ink formaldehyde
the ancient cedar falls
to ember on the newspaper
minutes from becoming ash
the candy box left full

these trains northern bound
conducted by ghosts

oh mother for the fate I’ve won
don’t bother with the stage I’m on
its a golden empty cage for one

your hands full of grime
Track Name: The Hyde Mansion/ Lonesome John
The Hyde Mansion/ Lonesome John

safe like a widow far from the shore
if you stay longer you may fall from the void, you may fall

something is burning
in rings of water
altars of stolen lace softly
lay softly

the old man is dead and they’re feeding me sugar again

ornery father stray from the vile that you hold
top the shelves off with cold paper dolls from the cracks in the old southern wall

finally my son has come from the depths back to us
Track Name: An Ode to Heavy Water
An Ode to Heavy Water

the words rolling about your head for years
and the clay of your face withering
the well of your sorrow is untapped
hearts are heavy barricades exploding

I am surrounded
by the words I have written
the pages, the letters and losses
I am nothing but the photos in the albums
of those I have left and those who have left us.

an ode to your hands holding
what they have reached for and have not held yet
the ache from the cramping, holding
will subside with the motion of blood flowing

heavy water are the lines on my face this mossy morning
the well untapped its caverns aching
the winds hitting heavy walls are sturdy
crying in my limbs, tired and fluttering
branching to the skyline, woods are quaking
tumbling through the cold and heavy water
Track Name: Fallen
Fallen

fallen, you have fallen
to the ground
falter slowly as you wait
for the snow to stick
to your heart shaped branches over me
in the fall

and oh, my body alone

the strings are on the floor now
they fell from my chest