mewithoutYou is a Philadelphia, Pennsylvania-based indie rock band. The band consists of vocalist Aaron Weiss, guitarists Michael Weiss and Christopher Kleinberg, bassist Greg Jehanian and drummer Rickie Mazzotta. mewithoutYou's music is generally dominated by spoken-word vocals and free-ranging drums, bass, and guitar. In their most recent album, Brother, Sister, the band incorporates more varied instrumentation including percussion instruments, accordion, and harp. Aaron Weiss writes lyrics about issues such as unity or division in the church, suicide, money, war and love. They tour in a 40 foot 1976 MC8 Charter bus that runs on vegetable oil.
Me without you- In a sweater poorly knit. in a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile
little moses drifts downstream in the Nile a fumbling reply,
an awkward rigid laugh I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft
your flavor in my mind swings back and forth between sweet rhan
any wine and bitter as mustard greens light and dark as honeydew and pumpernickel bread
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
as you plow some other field try and forget my name
see what harvest yields, and, supposing I'd do the same
I planted rows of peas but by the first week of July
they should have come up to my knees but they were maybe ankle high
take the fingers from your flute to weave your coloured yarns
and boil down your fruit to preserves in mason jars
but now the books are overdue and the goats are underfed
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
you're a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence
you made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since.
if she comes circling back we'll end where we'd begun like two pennies
on the train track the train crushed into one
or if I'm a crown without a king,
if I'm a broken open seed if I come without a thing,
then I come with all I need no boat out in the blue,
no place to rest your head,
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
I do. Not. Exist.
only YOU Exist
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little moses drifts downstream in the Nile a fumbling reply,
an awkward rigid laugh I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft
your flavor in my mind swings back and forth between sweet rhan
any wine and bitter as mustard greens light and dark as honeydew and pumpernickel bread
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
as you plow some other field try and forget my name
see what harvest yields, and, supposing I'd do the same
I planted rows of peas but by the first week of July
they should have come up to my knees but they were maybe ankle high
take the fingers from your flute to weave your coloured yarns
and boil down your fruit to preserves in mason jars
but now the books are overdue and the goats are underfed
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
you're a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence
you made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since.
if she comes circling back we'll end where we'd begun like two pennies
on the train track the train crushed into one
or if I'm a crown without a king,
if I'm a broken open seed if I come without a thing,
then I come with all I need no boat out in the blue,
no place to rest your head,
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
I do. Not. Exist.
only YOU Exist
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