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The Telephone Tapes

by Hana Zara

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As Children 03:25
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The Clouds 03:33
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Pancakes 05:07
These dreams are so big, And my body’s so small You have the same affliction I do You can’t seem to leave the ground But lately Ive been running off to far and distant fields You live inside a snow globe that goes turning inside me I hitched a ride to Massachusetts And I called you from the mountain The planets they were turning, turning, turning over me, And you said that you were searching for the door of no desires, for to cross over completely, for to lay your bible down, Oh yes, oh no, oh yes, oh no... But I wanna know, in the mornings lately, are you making yourself pancakes, are you singing in the driveway, are you raising that there angel on your own. I barely can contain it This big how much I love you My world in crystal pieces, This bone in my throat, But I’m out here getting older And stronger, And older, I am changing with the seasons And the rains do come, But what do you know, in the mornings baby I am making myself pancakes, I am singing in the driveway, I am raising this here angel on my own We walked across the city, the new and shiny city, the high garage, the cigar box, the salt dogs bridge... Came home brimming and exhausted to the fallows of your bedroom, to the tangled field of blankets where you lay me lay me down And I gave over to the once more fragmentation of myself, I was spilling into pieces, I was turning on my shelf, Oh yes, oh no But what do ya know, in the morning baby, you were making me some pancakes, we were singing in the driveway, we were raising up the angels on our own.
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Room 05:06
Here, in my rainbow room My husband, coming up the stairs, He turns on the light, I see The table and the chairs, the dresser and the drawers, The bed against the wall, the slippers on the floor, He asks me what I’m doing, I tell him of the place He doesn’t quite believe me, I tell him to Turn off the light, turn off the light, I show him the dark in which I dwell, He reaches in and takes a pearl The dark from me begins to spill, His hands of light they pull and pull Then one day I don’t know the place, I don’t know the place Oh, my iridescent womb, my little rainbow room Is full of fruits and monsters, I’m running from and after, Oh what did we create, the world has all turned grey The lifeless incarnations, the boxes in the basement, For what? To show him what I am? Next time, I will not show my man My room, my rainbow room
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Love 02:34
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Dark Field 03:43
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Symmetry 04:14
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The Giant 04:17
the mice are building nests up in my room and the grass has grown its way up through my bed there's a beast making its path across the land and it leaves strange structures in its stead i have walked along its silica veins and i have talked down its aluminum wires i have slept to the song that it plays and i have burned on its funeral pyres but i awoke, to find myself grown so much older i awoke to find the garden alive and i called that this dark age be over and we steady ourselves for the climb saying if there is a beast in our midst then shouldn't we learn how to talk to it? so i'm going up to ride on its iron shoulder just me and the giant, just going where we're going I'm gonna sing to it softly, i'm gonna ask lots of questions i will not do its bidding but i will be its friend now the earth makes its way around the sun and the sun makes its crawl across the room where i'd gone into a place inside myself and I'd slept in my darkened cocoon but i awoke when the light began to enter i awoke, to find the membrane was torn and i pushed through these walls made of paper and i stood with my mission assured saying if there is a beast in our midst, then shouldn't we learn how to talk to it? so i'm going up to ride on its iron shoulder just me and the giant, just going where we're going I'm gonna sing to it softly, i'm gonna ask lots of questions i will not do its bidding but i will be its friend

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A collection of low-fi songs i recorded mostly on my phone

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released October 17, 2021

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Hana Zara

Hana Zara is an an evolving collection of musical thought-bytes, worlds turned inside-out, and the scattered debris of our psychic oneness

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