Thrown By This Eastern Wind EP

by Newfoundman

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Thrown By This Eastern Wind is the new EP from singer-songwriter Newfoundman.

Featuring Brittle Boned, which appeared on New Indie Daily's November Showcase compilation.

From Speak Into My Good Eye:
"[Newfoundman] works up a wistful atmosphere while deftly and poetically examines the pratfalls of indulging too much in nostalgia and how it can complicate relationships. For those of you into long, meditative walks with headphones on in some sort of tree-lined area, I cannot think of a better sonic companion than the intimate, Real Estate-style acoustic-pop present on “Brittle Boned.”


released December 2, 2016



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Track Name: Brittle Boned
what if "never been"
is hardly ever even a trophy on your shelf?
what if "only yours"
is glorifying war, so are we soldiers now?

but brittle boned, you're writing lords you have never seen before

what if autumn dreams
are drunken fantasies from the safety of the sun?
so be there when I sing
that winter might soon bring the fleeting joy of this

but brittle boned, you're longing more for the comfort of the shore

be the anchor that I find in the bonds of time
when a safety isn't bound to lying, doubting we're on our way
when your heart welcomes me in, I'll have thicker skin

what if "we'll be fine"
was just so you could write a liar's life in verse?
there's years of parting ways
smoking in the haze of football fields at night

so brittle boned, you've come around to this sleepy town

set me free, not make-believe, I've got proof to boast
when nostalgia isn't bound to frosty nights where I dreamed of this
when my home welcomes me in, warm my frigid skin

what if "always yours"
is followed by divorce, are we all liars now?
what if when we stay
the homes all fade away, but the streets remain the same?
brittle boned, you're welcomed in to this thicker skin