The Wonder Years

by Mariko Ruhle

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This is Mariko Ruhle's debut album, it was recorded in my bedroom with urgency and ease... Dedicated to my family of blood and friendship.

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released 29 May 2013

The Wonder Years

All songs written by Mariko Ruhle, except Lullaby co-written by Jack Wilson

Recorded and Produced By Jack Wilson and Mariko Ruhle
Mixed By Alex Kostelnik
Recorded in Seattle WA, in the Madkin Apartments 2013

“The Madkin Band”
Mariko Ruhle - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar on “Wind Merchant” and “Woodgrain”
Jack Wilson - Acoustic Guitar, Bass
Eric Miller - Drums, Percussion
Zach Warnes - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar on “Lullaby”
Steve Miller - Acoustic and Electric Guitar
Lorraine Perrin - Viola, Violin
Jeremy Summer - Banjo, Bass on “Human Nature” “Native” and “Old Revelry”
Cara Brennan - Organ on “Dear, Heart”

Without love from all directions this music would not have been captured. I am so thankful for the people who allowed me to grow and never stopped believing. Endless love to Atticus, “my sail...” The universe lay a course of connections that all magically aligned in order for this experience to occur. To the wanderers and writers, players and dancers, the gypsies and lovers, the dreamers and realists... Thank you for all your inspiration and gifts. Here is something in return a greeting and goodbye, an ending of one moment and the beginning of all else...

Peace+Love, Mariko

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Track Name: Human Nature
Human Nature

what if we still walked barefoot, with no way of proving what we are?
with no reason to sit on a thrown,
without our families, we have no homes...
with no reason to leave, we keep going on the way we have
our minds are beautiful in their developed state,
so demented, that we hate
what is it that keeps us here?
when will I be free from fear?
where has all the darkness gone?
what was, stopped burning me
Track Name: Those Who Have Come And Gone
Those Who Have Come And Gone

poisoned and pounded, there’s a flood of the choices they chose
men keep to, find comfort in a few simple pleasures
women work through, they wear masks of glue, trying to keep it together
secrets are frightening, but in notes and keys
what difference can we make of these?
Track Name: Dear, Heart
Dear, Heart

waking up, fill my cup, with water
wake me up, wake me up, I wanna
I could dance off in my dreams
the devil would only smile on me
and turn my hands to dust
the devil’s still in my dreams, he’s still trying to dance with me
reading from a holy script,
it’s not like we’re dressed like this for nothing
I am like a purse, everything’s in reverse,
and you are a sea of wanting me
the truth takes hold, nobody is holy or clear
I can admit here that loving’s confusion
of action and theory, loving comes easy
if it’s not real to me, if no one else can see, that the devil’s only me...
he comes to you when you’re sleeping
he comes to you when you’re needing love
I am not torn or made, we are living promises
Track Name: Hymn For Him
Hymn For Him

Father’s day, appropriate, I sing this hymn, this hymn for him
this hymn for the exiled...
he wasn’t a good man, but he wasn’t all bad
there he stays like the black and white in my
memory he fades to gray, and there he stays...
a little more each day the good fades to bad
and the good becomes a fantasy so easy
I listen to her tell me about a different daddy, may as well be mine...
and let the wind carry me away, this morning on father’s day
may as well be a day for the exiled
he is gone with no goodbye, he is gone, I’ve done my cryin’
he is gone, now it’s me who’s left dyin’, free
Track Name: Lullaby
Lullaby (co-written by Jack Wilson)

lay your little head down next to me
dream of everything that you can be
close your eyes, and I’ll close mine
momma loved daddy then you came through
we’re gonna do the very best we can do
you’re bigger than the wave they’ll put on you
you’re bright because the stars they shine in you
well sleep on now for the work awaits
we’ve gotta give life, gotta take our place...
the sun will come morn and the stars will sleep,
and I will be here when you awake
Track Name: Native
Native

what is a scene?
where nobody speaks from the heart
where I can only breathe
we enter the night alone
we are the deer, escape the knife
the arrow won’t pierce your fur, you are too swift
I will out run my will, to fall
I push the sounds from down at my feet
we are a stream, the river refuses none
what is a scene?
where nobody speaks from the heart
where I can only dream
I will out run my will
our hearts run on empty
spaces in between
Track Name: Wind Merchant
Wind Merchant

I never was a merchant, or was I?
I sold the wind to sailors, oh please direct my sail
I’ve been lost for such a long time
I am like a painter, but I am not a painter
I like to paint with movement, I like to move my body
why do I have to choose between me and you?
living in this neo-renaissance, how I want to be a renaissance man
I never was a merchant, or was I?
I sold my wind to sailors, oh please direct my sail
Track Name: Old Revelry
Old Revelry

I got a red truck, it’s making me think of the past
I got a butterfly, in a frame of gold and glass
what isn’t free, until you come along and free it?
what is free, if you cannot explain it?
X marks the spot, it’s all we’ve got
the treasure hunt has begun...
It’s not just magic happenstance
life’s a game of destiny and chance
my brother he was a child in my dream
a child he don’t know what to believe
I know I need no more things, I’m troubled by my greed
I know I need no more things, I’m troubled by these so many, many things
Track Name: Woodgrain
Woodgrain

It’s like a wood grain in my mind all the time
and there’s a line for everything we say, okay
and I let the lines run all through me
like a birds beak on the leg of a tree
I let him run down the leg of the tree
like he runs through me
oh he runs through me
it’s like a wood grain in my mind all the time