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GOVERNOR’S SQUARE (2017)


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GOVERNOR’S SQUARE (2017)


  • 1. DUST


    my mother came to my bedroom, parted the curtains at first light
    i turned away under covers, shouted invectives
    GOOD GOD WHY
    she said: my son, you know why
    she said: my son, the dust also awaits us
    any day could be the day you die
    and i just thought, well ain’t that something morbid?
    to go each day, expecting it all ending
    but went along
    i went along
    my father took to the study, guzzled his coffee as he aged
    i saw him sleep in the parlor
    work every hour in a daze
    he said: my son, you know why
    he said: my son, the dust also awaits us
    any day could be the day you die
    i left for school
    traversed a lonely ocean
    i watched my friends
    i monitored their motions
    i came of age
    i asked the aged and wealthy, they couldn’t tell me where you’d gone
    i held the bars of the manor, hoping to get some sense of home
    and said: good god, I know why
    I said: good god, I know why
    I said: good god, the dust also awaits us, any day could be the day we die


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 2. WIND THE CLOCK


    when I was young, a boy of ten
    while at my father’s side
    I learned to travel time
    my eager mind was his to bend
    we worked until the dawn
    i dreamt amongst his dark devices
    I wound the clock
    I sealed the door
    I sent my father back for more
    the sharpened crack
    the smoldering air
    his young assistant pries his red and bleary eyes
    not gone for long, but gone for good
    i wait to hear him speak
    he talks to me in tones advanced
    I wound the clock
    I knew the score
    I sent my father back for more


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 3. BEFORE IPING


    I knew him well
    long before trials and tribulations
    long before hurt and accusations
    he’d traveled miles…
    I took him in
    Said there was room to spare
    Lit a fire, fed him pie, and tried to find meaning behind his stare
    r
    ecalled our time in the Governor’s Square and said,
    “I’ve seen the curve of your cheek,
    so what’s the use, hiding beneath
    your spectacles blue in the light
    I know your skin and you know mine.”
    day after day
    I’d find him occupied
    mumbling, grumbling, fumbling, over lost fragments of his mind,
    and when he failed to work through the night
    I’d wrap him up in my arms
    trying to calm the steady alarm said,
    “If anyone can bear the weight,
    I trust in us. I trust in fate.”
    “This is not your weight to bear,
    I’m just a ghost of a man that you cared for,”
    he gathered his things in a blur,
    and as he left I heard him curse
    The gods and viles and the bottles in his case
    the powders, the tonics, the code he couldn’t break
    I closed my eyes and imagined his face
    a distant arrangement of textures and shapes.
    I heard him go. The floor creaked and
    I was alone.
    His speech was soft and morose.
    A still silhouette of a hat and a cloak.
    I clung to the warmth of the bed.
    Uncertain of whether it was all in my head.
    Sometimes I wish he was here. but for all I know…


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Ellen Winter & Chris Littler
  • 4. PERFECT TIME


    So
    What did i see
    In the machine
    In twelve years time?
    I was upset
    We were estranged
    And some fault was mine
    Had to speak my mind
    At the perfect time
    Now
    Presently placed
    I can erase
    i can hit undo
    I can reset
    I can restore
    Make the world anew
    I can reset time
    Take us back to fine
    With a well placed line
    though i think there’s a force against me
    pushing back, like the timeline is sensing
    it’s so
    and every time that i straighten the record
    a new argument springs to life from the ether
    it’s so
    strange to me
    can it be that our fates are both sealed?
    that the power you gave is a false one to wield
    and if so
    it affirms my fear
    whatever path i clear
    only buys us years
    so
    what can i do
    living now with truth
    time won’t yield or bend
    each moment we pass
    inches forward to the last
    resolutions end?
    maybe get on fine
    live in my own time
    celebrate what’s mine


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 5. LITTLE WARS


    [No lyrics.]
    Music by Chamber Band
  • 6. RIGID MATH


    My father rang for me when he was feeling low
    Awash in lantern light
    Obsessing in its glow
    I played my part
    And gave him faith in his own path
    But saw the hell it wreaks
    This world of rigid math
    And at the time, couldn’t hope to understand
    What consumed my old man
    I watched the flick of the plume in his hand
    As be pursued
    Some master plan
    As he pursued
    some kind of ancient key
    Unifying everything
    It all comes together
    Who could sleep?
    The answers nearer
    Crawl to his side
    And stare in the light
    I must have faded then
    ‘Cause night turned into day
    I saw the lab transformed
    His work was brushed away
    I grabbed my coat
    and went upstairs to draw a bath
    and tried to think of anything but rigid math
    and in time
    lost the urgency to prove
    the endless proofs consuming you
    and found a way to digest and understand:
    i hate the math
    but love the man


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 7. GOVERNOR’S SQUARE


    he kept a lock from the millionaire inside his coat pocket,
    inside an old tin
    i turned it over and pulled out a hair and begged for forgiveness,
    but I had to ask why he couldn’t say,
    not to his only son
    was perhaps some day he’d have the need to grow one of his own
    He jarred the fingers of a known local thief
    we studied those prints and the joints underneath
    he bought me tobacco and an elixir to heat
    told the green grocer’s brother to get far more sleep
    but he couldn’t say, not to his only son
    was it’s a bad day, when he couldn’t keep with the seeds he had sewn
    i took the ferry from Governor’s Square
    bought a book on the landing and bottled the air
    and stared at the city from a terrible height
    watched the water grow dim and the gas lanterns light
    it was just then, me looking down on the city below
    i was with him and i felt the need to grow one of my own


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 8. IN IPING


    I pack my bag
    ring my brother
    tell him i’ll be home tonight
    board the train ten after two
    take a seat
    pull out the paper
    from the suitcase at my feet
    and read a strange report
    from Iping
    sources say chaos and bloodshed erupted in the streets of Iping
    even the witnesses question the truth that they’re telling in Iping
    they don’t mention a name but i fear for your life
    I take a cab
    make conversation
    collect my luggage, rap the door
    arrange my face to hide the fear
    distant thought
    ever-nagging
    echoes in my worried mind
    If only I’d been there in
    Iping
    perched at the foot of your bed talking you through the crisis in Iping
    would anybody be dead if you’d told me you were bound for iping?
    I cannot say it with certainty, but I know..
    It’s simply an article, I should let it go


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 9. THE MAN AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS


    once i woke in the dark
    double beat in my heart
    and i called for my mother
    she came and she gathered me up in her arms
    laughed it off — as i cried
    wiped the tear from my eye
    told me child that the sounds up in the attic
    are far from only sounds in your mind
    there’s a man at the top of the stairs
    so you stay on the landing
    it might seem like you’ve seen him before but
    that’s a misunderstanding
    things change
    and people seem to lose all reasoning
    but you’re safe
    trust that i’ll protect you
    and if you see the man call for me
    i’ll be there
    comforting
    don’t be scared
    mothers here
    don’t be scared
    Call for me
    Ill be there
    Mothers here

     


    Music by Chamber Band
    Original song by Kelly Tieger
    Lyric by Kelly Tieger & Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 1o. MISTER MARVEL


    [no lyric]
    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 11. THE END, FIRSTHAND


    i’ve seen the end firsthand
    and can say with certainty the year that we’ll be making our last stand
    and it’s sooner than you think
    but feels farther in my mind
    though the moment we collapse is on a permanent rewind
    and after that it’s space
    and silence in our stead
    and there’s no one left but me to estimate the tally of the dead
    and estimate i have
    back in my own time
    and i feel a tiny shiver when that number comes into my mind


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter

GOVERNOR’S SQUARE (2017)


  • 1. DUST


    my mother came to my bedroom, parted the curtains at first light
    i turned away under covers, shouted invectives
    GOOD GOD WHY
    she said: my son, you know why
    she said: my son, the dust also awaits us
    any day could be the day you die
    and i just thought, well ain’t that something morbid?
    to go each day, expecting it all ending
    but went along
    i went along
    my father took to the study, guzzled his coffee as he aged
    i saw him sleep in the parlor
    work every hour in a daze
    he said: my son, you know why
    he said: my son, the dust also awaits us
    any day could be the day you die
    i left for school
    traversed a lonely ocean
    i watched my friends
    i monitored their motions
    i came of age
    i asked the aged and wealthy, they couldn’t tell me where you’d gone
    i held the bars of the manor, hoping to get some sense of home
    and said: good god, I know why
    I said: good god, I know why
    I said: good god, the dust also awaits us, any day could be the day we die


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 2. WIND THE CLOCK


    when I was young, a boy of ten
    while at my father’s side
    I learned to travel time
    my eager mind was his to bend
    we worked until the dawn
    i dreamt amongst his dark devices
    I wound the clock
    I sealed the door
    I sent my father back for more
    the sharpened crack
    the smoldering air
    his young assistant pries his red and bleary eyes
    not gone for long, but gone for good
    i wait to hear him speak
    he talks to me in tones advanced
    I wound the clock
    I knew the score
    I sent my father back for more


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 3. BEFORE IPING


    I knew him well
    long before trials and tribulations
    long before hurt and accusations
    he’d traveled miles…
    I took him in
    Said there was room to spare
    Lit a fire, fed him pie, and tried to find meaning behind his stare
    r
    ecalled our time in the Governor’s Square and said,
    “I’ve seen the curve of your cheek,
    so what’s the use, hiding beneath
    your spectacles blue in the light
    I know your skin and you know mine.”
    day after day
    I’d find him occupied
    mumbling, grumbling, fumbling, over lost fragments of his mind,
    and when he failed to work through the night
    I’d wrap him up in my arms
    trying to calm the steady alarm said,
    “If anyone can bear the weight,
    I trust in us. I trust in fate.”
    “This is not your weight to bear,
    I’m just a ghost of a man that you cared for,”
    he gathered his things in a blur,
    and as he left I heard him curse
    The gods and viles and the bottles in his case
    the powders, the tonics, the code he couldn’t break
    I closed my eyes and imagined his face
    a distant arrangement of textures and shapes.
    I heard him go. The floor creaked and
    I was alone.
    His speech was soft and morose.
    A still silhouette of a hat and a cloak.
    I clung to the warmth of the bed.
    Uncertain of whether it was all in my head.
    Sometimes I wish he was here. but for all I know…


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Ellen Winter & Chris Littler
  • 4. PERFECT TIME


    So
    What did i see
    In the machine
    In twelve years time?
    I was upset
    We were estranged
    And some fault was mine
    Had to speak my mind
    At the perfect time
    Now
    Presently placed
    I can erase
    i can hit undo
    I can reset
    I can restore
    Make the world anew
    I can reset time
    Take us back to fine
    With a well placed line
    though i think there’s a force against me
    pushing back, like the timeline is sensing
    it’s so
    and every time that i straighten the record
    a new argument springs to life from the ether
    it’s so
    strange to me
    can it be that our fates are both sealed?
    that the power you gave is a false one to wield
    and if so
    it affirms my fear
    whatever path i clear
    only buys us years
    so
    what can i do
    living now with truth
    time won’t yield or bend
    each moment we pass
    inches forward to the last
    resolutions end?
    maybe get on fine
    live in my own time
    celebrate what’s mine


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 5. LITTLE WARS


    [No lyrics.]
    Music by Chamber Band
  • 6. RIGID MATH


    My father rang for me when he was feeling low
    Awash in lantern light
    Obsessing in its glow
    I played my part
    And gave him faith in his own path
    But saw the hell it wreaks
    This world of rigid math
    And at the time, couldn’t hope to understand
    What consumed my old man
    I watched the flick of the plume in his hand
    As be pursued
    Some master plan
    As he pursued
    some kind of ancient key
    Unifying everything
    It all comes together
    Who could sleep?
    The answers nearer
    Crawl to his side
    And stare in the light
    I must have faded then
    ‘Cause night turned into day
    I saw the lab transformed
    His work was brushed away
    I grabbed my coat
    and went upstairs to draw a bath
    and tried to think of anything but rigid math
    and in time
    lost the urgency to prove
    the endless proofs consuming you
    and found a way to digest and understand:
    i hate the math
    but love the man


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 7. GOVERNOR’S SQUARE


    he kept a lock from the millionaire inside his coat pocket,
    inside an old tin
    i turned it over and pulled out a hair and begged for forgiveness,
    but I had to ask why he couldn’t say,
    not to his only son
    was perhaps some day he’d have the need to grow one of his own
    He jarred the fingers of a known local thief
    we studied those prints and the joints underneath
    he bought me tobacco and an elixir to heat
    told the green grocer’s brother to get far more sleep
    but he couldn’t say, not to his only son
    was it’s a bad day, when he couldn’t keep with the seeds he had sewn
    i took the ferry from Governor’s Square
    bought a book on the landing and bottled the air
    and stared at the city from a terrible height
    watched the water grow dim and the gas lanterns light
    it was just then, me looking down on the city below
    i was with him and i felt the need to grow one of my own


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 8. IN IPING


    I pack my bag
    ring my brother
    tell him i’ll be home tonight
    board the train ten after two
    take a seat
    pull out the paper
    from the suitcase at my feet
    and read a strange report
    from Iping
    sources say chaos and bloodshed erupted in the streets of Iping
    even the witnesses question the truth that they’re telling in Iping
    they don’t mention a name but i fear for your life
    I take a cab
    make conversation
    collect my luggage, rap the door
    arrange my face to hide the fear
    distant thought
    ever-nagging
    echoes in my worried mind
    If only I’d been there in
    Iping
    perched at the foot of your bed talking you through the crisis in Iping
    would anybody be dead if you’d told me you were bound for iping?
    I cannot say it with certainty, but I know..
    It’s simply an article, I should let it go


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 9. THE MAN AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS


    once i woke in the dark
    double beat in my heart
    and i called for my mother
    she came and she gathered me up in her arms
    laughed it off — as i cried
    wiped the tear from my eye
    told me child that the sounds up in the attic
    are far from only sounds in your mind
    there’s a man at the top of the stairs
    so you stay on the landing
    it might seem like you’ve seen him before but
    that’s a misunderstanding
    things change
    and people seem to lose all reasoning
    but you’re safe
    trust that i’ll protect you
    and if you see the man call for me
    i’ll be there
    comforting
    don’t be scared
    mothers here
    don’t be scared
    Call for me
    Ill be there
    Mothers here

     


    Music by Chamber Band
    Original song by Kelly Tieger
    Lyric by Kelly Tieger & Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 1o. MISTER MARVEL


    [no lyric]
    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 11. THE END, FIRSTHAND


    i’ve seen the end firsthand
    and can say with certainty the year that we’ll be making our last stand
    and it’s sooner than you think
    but feels farther in my mind
    though the moment we collapse is on a permanent rewind
    and after that it’s space
    and silence in our stead
    and there’s no one left but me to estimate the tally of the dead
    and estimate i have
    back in my own time
    and i feel a tiny shiver when that number comes into my mind


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter

GOVERNOR’S SQUARE (2017)


  • 1. DUST


    my mother came to my bedroom, parted the curtains at first light
    i turned away under covers, shouted invectives
    GOOD GOD WHY
    she said: my son, you know why
    she said: my son, the dust also awaits us
    any day could be the day you die
    and i just thought, well ain’t that something morbid?
    to go each day, expecting it all ending
    but went along
    i went along
    my father took to the study, guzzled his coffee as he aged
    i saw him sleep in the parlor
    work every hour in a daze
    he said: my son, you know why
    he said: my son, the dust also awaits us
    any day could be the day you die
    i left for school
    traversed a lonely ocean
    i watched my friends
    i monitored their motions
    i came of age
    i asked the aged and wealthy, they couldn’t tell me where you’d gone
    i held the bars of the manor, hoping to get some sense of home
    and said: good god, I know why
    I said: good god, I know why
    I said: good god, the dust also awaits us, any day could be the day we die


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 2. WIND THE CLOCK


    when I was young, a boy of ten
    while at my father’s side
    I learned to travel time
    my eager mind was his to bend
    we worked until the dawn
    i dreamt amongst his dark devices
    I wound the clock
    I sealed the door
    I sent my father back for more
    the sharpened crack
    the smoldering air
    his young assistant pries his red and bleary eyes
    not gone for long, but gone for good
    i wait to hear him speak
    he talks to me in tones advanced
    I wound the clock
    I knew the score
    I sent my father back for more


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 3. BEFORE IPING


    I knew him well
    long before trials and tribulations
    long before hurt and accusations
    he’d traveled miles…
    I took him in
    Said there was room to spare
    Lit a fire, fed him pie, and tried to find meaning behind his stare
    r
    ecalled our time in the Governor’s Square and said,
    “I’ve seen the curve of your cheek,
    so what’s the use, hiding beneath
    your spectacles blue in the light
    I know your skin and you know mine.”
    day after day
    I’d find him occupied
    mumbling, grumbling, fumbling, over lost fragments of his mind,
    and when he failed to work through the night
    I’d wrap him up in my arms
    trying to calm the steady alarm said,
    “If anyone can bear the weight,
    I trust in us. I trust in fate.”
    “This is not your weight to bear,
    I’m just a ghost of a man that you cared for,”
    he gathered his things in a blur,
    and as he left I heard him curse
    The gods and viles and the bottles in his case
    the powders, the tonics, the code he couldn’t break
    I closed my eyes and imagined his face
    a distant arrangement of textures and shapes.
    I heard him go. The floor creaked and
    I was alone.
    His speech was soft and morose.
    A still silhouette of a hat and a cloak.
    I clung to the warmth of the bed.
    Uncertain of whether it was all in my head.
    Sometimes I wish he was here. but for all I know…


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Ellen Winter & Chris Littler
  • 4. PERFECT TIME


    So
    What did i see
    In the machine
    In twelve years time?
    I was upset
    We were estranged
    And some fault was mine
    Had to speak my mind
    At the perfect time
    Now
    Presently placed
    I can erase
    i can hit undo
    I can reset
    I can restore
    Make the world anew
    I can reset time
    Take us back to fine
    With a well placed line
    though i think there’s a force against me
    pushing back, like the timeline is sensing
    it’s so
    and every time that i straighten the record
    a new argument springs to life from the ether
    it’s so
    strange to me
    can it be that our fates are both sealed?
    that the power you gave is a false one to wield
    and if so
    it affirms my fear
    whatever path i clear
    only buys us years
    so
    what can i do
    living now with truth
    time won’t yield or bend
    each moment we pass
    inches forward to the last
    resolutions end?
    maybe get on fine
    live in my own time
    celebrate what’s mine


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 5. LITTLE WARS


    [No lyrics.]
    Music by Chamber Band
  • 6. RIGID MATH


    My father rang for me when he was feeling low
    Awash in lantern light
    Obsessing in its glow
    I played my part
    And gave him faith in his own path
    But saw the hell it wreaks
    This world of rigid math
    And at the time, couldn’t hope to understand
    What consumed my old man
    I watched the flick of the plume in his hand
    As be pursued
    Some master plan
    As he pursued
    some kind of ancient key
    Unifying everything
    It all comes together
    Who could sleep?
    The answers nearer
    Crawl to his side
    And stare in the light
    I must have faded then
    ‘Cause night turned into day
    I saw the lab transformed
    His work was brushed away
    I grabbed my coat
    and went upstairs to draw a bath
    and tried to think of anything but rigid math
    and in time
    lost the urgency to prove
    the endless proofs consuming you
    and found a way to digest and understand:
    i hate the math
    but love the man


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 7. GOVERNOR’S SQUARE


    he kept a lock from the millionaire inside his coat pocket,
    inside an old tin
    i turned it over and pulled out a hair and begged for forgiveness,
    but I had to ask why he couldn’t say,
    not to his only son
    was perhaps some day he’d have the need to grow one of his own
    He jarred the fingers of a known local thief
    we studied those prints and the joints underneath
    he bought me tobacco and an elixir to heat
    told the green grocer’s brother to get far more sleep
    but he couldn’t say, not to his only son
    was it’s a bad day, when he couldn’t keep with the seeds he had sewn
    i took the ferry from Governor’s Square
    bought a book on the landing and bottled the air
    and stared at the city from a terrible height
    watched the water grow dim and the gas lanterns light
    it was just then, me looking down on the city below
    i was with him and i felt the need to grow one of my own


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 8. IN IPING


    I pack my bag
    ring my brother
    tell him i’ll be home tonight
    board the train ten after two
    take a seat
    pull out the paper
    from the suitcase at my feet
    and read a strange report
    from Iping
    sources say chaos and bloodshed erupted in the streets of Iping
    even the witnesses question the truth that they’re telling in Iping
    they don’t mention a name but i fear for your life
    I take a cab
    make conversation
    collect my luggage, rap the door
    arrange my face to hide the fear
    distant thought
    ever-nagging
    echoes in my worried mind
    If only I’d been there in
    Iping
    perched at the foot of your bed talking you through the crisis in Iping
    would anybody be dead if you’d told me you were bound for iping?
    I cannot say it with certainty, but I know..
    It’s simply an article, I should let it go


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 9. THE MAN AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS


    once i woke in the dark
    double beat in my heart
    and i called for my mother
    she came and she gathered me up in her arms
    laughed it off — as i cried
    wiped the tear from my eye
    told me child that the sounds up in the attic
    are far from only sounds in your mind
    there’s a man at the top of the stairs
    so you stay on the landing
    it might seem like you’ve seen him before but
    that’s a misunderstanding
    things change
    and people seem to lose all reasoning
    but you’re safe
    trust that i’ll protect you
    and if you see the man call for me
    i’ll be there
    comforting
    don’t be scared
    mothers here
    don’t be scared
    Call for me
    Ill be there
    Mothers here

     


    Music by Chamber Band
    Original song by Kelly Tieger
    Lyric by Kelly Tieger & Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 1o. MISTER MARVEL


    [no lyric]
    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 11. THE END, FIRSTHAND


    i’ve seen the end firsthand
    and can say with certainty the year that we’ll be making our last stand
    and it’s sooner than you think
    but feels farther in my mind
    though the moment we collapse is on a permanent rewind
    and after that it’s space
    and silence in our stead
    and there’s no one left but me to estimate the tally of the dead
    and estimate i have
    back in my own time
    and i feel a tiny shiver when that number comes into my mind


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter

CAREERS (2015)


  • 1. BAKER’S BOY


    i was kneading dough in flour, as it were
    and looked outside to see a figure in the shower
    it was her
    i held, secret from my father, a life line
    and though she thinks of me as something of a savior
    she was mine


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 2. VICTORY TOUR


    i convinced myself to make a killing
    after watching winners on the tv
    i found farming life so unfulfilling
    i found myself asking, hey why not me?!
    and lately you’ve been saying i’ve been winning battles but not the war
    that i can’t bring myself to suck it up and see what i’m fighting for
    but i ain’t coming home to you unless i’m coming through on my victory tour
    now i raise my hand at every reaping
    as you notch the nights in the post of your bed
    and my little sister is lying at home,
    wondering when her big brother will get back his head
    betcha that’s why she said
    that lately she’s been thinking i’ve been winning battles but not the war
    and i can’t bring myself to suck it up and see what I’m fighting for
    but i ain’t coming home to you unless i’m coming through on my victory tour
    the district sigh as the cannons count to one
    the bloody fight keeps carrying on
    no sleep tonight, till i see my allies die
    till i hear great caesar cry, i have won!
    and when your darling son arrives in his capitol cloths
    smell of blood on the rose
    will you remark to empty rooms
    that this isn’t the boy that you’ve always known?
    and when the banners disappear
    and you are given everything you could imagine
    piled high inside your mansion
    blessed with every satisfaction
    the envy on your peers
    will you still stroke his hair?
    say that it’s won
    say that it’s done
    there’s nothing there
    will you still say that all that he’s done makes you proud?
    what was it for?
    wonder no more
    look to the crowd


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter


  • 3. CAREERS


    all hail the king!
    i break my back to bend to kiss his ring
    it wasn’t always so
    but winners must adapt into their time
    i see no crime
    once misbehaved
    to think on all the friends i could have saved
    i have some deep regrets, as you have yours
    it’s in the past now, friend
    rebellions end
    life, it appears
    is nothing more than an excess of years
    i could fight, and i could die
    or i could learn to turn to the careers
    money in hand
    slipping through my fingers silvered sand
    what goods a holiday?
    what goods a break?
    buy a silken pillow
    sate your pain
    all cost, no gain
    i will not let you down
    i will work hard and true
    from 8 to 6, i’ll ply my trade
    and do my part to keep your aid
    but when the time has come
    and what needs done is done
    will i cry?
    i should atone
    for something in me hateful must have grown
    i will not say a word
    i’ll double down and focus on the facts:
    it’s this or the axe


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 4. ALL PROPO


    you lie, burning under big lights
    telecasting all night
    weighing out every word
    your man, teeth as white as snowbanks
    forcing you to fire blanks
    like a scared little bird
    and inside your heart is still broken
    from feeling for your lover
    so clutch hard on your little token
    and read the teleprompter
    cause it’s all propo
    ain’t it all propo?
    when you don’t want them to know
    things ain’t going so good?
    and you can always win
    by giving him a big grin
    and let the people begin
    to think hell maybe you’re good
    to think hell maybe you’re the
    next thing
    prepped so pretty and clean
    draped in all the nice things
    biting hard on your tongue
    always wearing your best force field
    forced to never let yield
    always under the gun
    and inside your heart is still broken
    from feeling for your lover
    so clutch hard on your little token
    and read the teleprompter
    cause it’s all propo!
    ain’t it all propo?
    when you don’t want them to know
    things ain’t going so good?
    and you can always win
    by giving them a big grin
    and let the people begin
    to think hell maybe you’re good
    to think hell maybe you’re a
    phoenix rising, self sufficient
    righteous victim, honest witness
    decent creature, fraught with pity
    so unhappy
    oh so pretty


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 5. ONE HEADLIGHT


    so long ago, i don’t remember when
    that’s when they say i lost my only friend
    they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
    i listened through the cemetery trees
    i’ve seen the sun coming up at the funeral at dawn
    the long broken arm of human law
    now it always seemed such a waste
    she always had a pretty face
    i wondered how she hung around this place
    hey, come on try a little
    nothing is forever
    there’s got to be something better than in the middle
    but me & Cinderella
    can put it all together
    we can drive it home with one headlight
    she said it’s cold
    it feels like Independence Day
    and i can’t break away from this parade
    there’s got to be an opening somewhere here in front of me
    through this maze of ugliness and greed
    I’ve seen the sun up ahead at the country line bridge
    saying all there’s good and nothingness is dead
    we’ll run until she’s out of breath
    she ran until there’s nothing left
    she hit the end
    it’s just her window ledge
    this place is old, it feels just like a beat up truck
    i turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
    well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
    this place is always such a mess
    sometimes i think i’d like to watch it burn
    i’m so alone
    i feel just like somebody else
    man, i ain’t changed, but i know i ain’t the same
    but somewhere here inbetween the city walls of dying dreams
    i think her death, it must be killing me


    Arrangement by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Jakob Dylan


  • 6. LOVE LEFT


    i awoke with a hole in my breast
    my heart still beating, nowhere close to death
    when I opened my eyes to find no bloody mess,
    realized a weight had been lifted off of my chest
    once familiar moans I’m starting to forget
    phantom in my bones has been laid to rest
    no voices haunting me at night, lying in my bed
    feels like a weight has been lifted off of my chest
    that was the morning that love left
    i made my coffee strong
    (love was gone)
    grabbed my keys
    (love was gone)
    turned the radio off
    (love was gone)
    got ready to leave
    (love was gone)
    as I ran for the train in the summer rain
    I didn’t even notice that my heart had changed
    thought it’d be forever pumping through my veins
    but I was wrong and love was gone
    something deep inside of me has shifted gears
    i’ve been trying to learn to drive a stick for years
    ’cause automatically I’m speeding up to all my fears
    my soul’s growing cold and I won’t shed a single—
    tears that once escaped by running down my face
    now have moved away to a distant place
    i wish I could have said goodbye, but I had no say
    ain’t no one to fight and sure as hell no one to blame
    hell no one to blame
    love left without a trace


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Ellen Winter & Chris Littler
  • 7. IN THE COLOSSEUM


    the women all control their men with razors and with wrists
    the princess squeezes grape juice on a torrid bloody kiss
    what will you be wearing there?
    the lion or the raven hair?
    the flesh will all be tearing, but the tail will be my own
    in the colosseum tonight
    this one’s for the balcony and this one’s for the floor
    as the senators decapitate the presidential whore
    the bald headed senators are splashing in the blood
    the dogs are having someone who is screaming in the mud
    in the colosseum tonight
    now it’s raining and it’s pouring on the pillaging and goring
    and the constable is swinging from the chains
    for the dead there is no story
    no memory
    no blame
    their families shout blue murder but tomorrow it’s the same
    in the colosseum tonight
    a slowly acting poison will be given to the favorite one
    and the dark horse will bring glory to the jailer and his men
    it’s always much more sporting when there’s families in the pit
    and the madness of the crowd is an epileptic fit
    no justice here, no liberty
    no reason, no blame
    there’s no cause to taint the sweetest taste of blood
    and greetings from the nation as we shake the hands of time
    they’re taking their ovations
    the vultures stay behind
    in the colosseum tonight


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Tom Waits & Kathleen Brennan

  • 8. THE NUT


    all stop
    the sirens keep blaring so loud
    we’re still on edge
    you watched a mountain fall to the ground
    i watched you beg
    and i heard something then in your voice
    i had hoped to god that i would never have to hear again
    ah, i must have lost it then
    such grace
    when i saw you walking through the old town
    you know, that old grave
    so sweet was the sound of your song
    the song replayed
    and i heard something then in your voice
    i had hoped to god that i would never have to hear again
    ah, i must have lost it then


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 9. OLD ENOUGH


    my boy lost his way
    ever since a tiny tot of two
    he had no sense of play
    another night, an empty bed
    just pull the wool over my eyes
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough
    my son takes the stage
    standing with his hands behind his back
    looking half his age
    another night, empty bed
    just pull the wool over my eyes
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    and old friends sit with me
    and call out all the callous commentators talking on tv
    and i hum soft and slow
    the song you used to sing
    we used to sing
    and wait for them to go
    and all rise and raise your hands again
    and say the wind is gonna change some day
    (but no one’s saying when)
    and all’s fair, but nothing’s fair at all
    so here i sit amongst constituents and wait for them to call
    and now in the games
    i watch the only man i’ve ever loved bring his family fame
    another night, an empty bed
    a closet full of coats to cry
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    (oh god i dreamt the other day they had come)
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    it doesn’t matter cause he gave ‘em a run
    i guess that he was old enough to die


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Kelly Tieger & Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 1o. ABERNATHY


    thought i saw another devil at my door
    thought i saw another face i’d seen before
    and the ghost i see is of a friend
    number 23 i see again and again
    i woke myself still alive
    not sure how i’d made it
    not sure how i’d played it
    there’d been a blast and a dive
    and the hand i was holding, i’d never been holding
    to my recollection
    some sort of protection
    two bandits beating the odds
    to the brutes go the takings
    we outsmarted their makings
    and focused on those careers flaws
    and then combined our bases in the best hiding places
    and practiced never sleeping
    long nights of silent breathing
    every evening
    we came to a crux in time
    all alone in our dealings
    all stooped in our feelings
    and crossed some invisible line
    and as she was leaving
    and as i was seething
    i could hear the drumming
    of the careers coming
    but i think i’m done running
    i was given such a boon when i survived
    but i never slept another sober night
    and this glass i pour is for a friend
    number 23 i see again and again


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter


  • 11. AVOX


    and when she’s alone i’ll be there, watching silently
    a small silhouette of the man that i used to be
    at one with the wall, stumbling out of the scenery
    at her beck and call, nodding yes so voraciously
    i’ll never look back on the way that i used to be
    a thorn in her side, all alone, my own enemy
    i was on the mend
    walking through woods, under fence, to the rivers end
    and i had said some things
    my aim was to arm but my words only clipped her wings
    would i be a better friend with no tongue in my head?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 12. IGNITE


    now I’m bursting at the seams,
    where my skin meets the air
    barriers torn down as if they were never there
    how can I describe what you ignite?
    i’m awake and I’m alive
    i’m alive
    i promise you I will fight
    anything to keep you safe
    when every breath is a test of life
    and each step a test of faith
    how can I describe what you ignite?
    i’m awake and I’m alive
    i’m alive
    we struck a match and started a fire that night
    i told you to run, ’cause I couldn’t watch you-
    we fostered the flame
    we fostered the flame
    we fostered the flame
    and let it burn inside


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter

CAREERS (2015)


  • 1. BAKER’S BOY


    i was kneading dough in flour, as it were
    and looked outside to see a figure in the shower
    it was her
    i held, secret from my father, a life line
    and though she thinks of me as something of a savior
    she was mine


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 2. VICTORY TOUR


    i convinced myself to make a killing
    after watching winners on the tv
    i found farming life so unfulfilling
    i found myself asking, hey why not me?!
    and lately you’ve been saying i’ve been winning battles but not the war
    that i can’t bring myself to suck it up and see what i’m fighting for
    but i ain’t coming home to you unless i’m coming through on my victory tour
    now i raise my hand at every reaping
    as you notch the nights in the post of your bed
    and my little sister is lying at home,
    wondering when her big brother will get back his head
    betcha that’s why she said
    that lately she’s been thinking i’ve been winning battles but not the war
    and i can’t bring myself to suck it up and see what I’m fighting for
    but i ain’t coming home to you unless i’m coming through on my victory tour
    the district sigh as the cannons count to one
    the bloody fight keeps carrying on
    no sleep tonight, till i see my allies die
    till i hear great caesar cry, i have won!
    and when your darling son arrives in his capitol cloths
    smell of blood on the rose
    will you remark to empty rooms
    that this isn’t the boy that you’ve always known?
    and when the banners disappear
    and you are given everything you could imagine
    piled high inside your mansion
    blessed with every satisfaction
    the envy on your peers
    will you still stroke his hair?
    say that it’s won
    say that it’s done
    there’s nothing there
    will you still say that all that he’s done makes you proud?
    what was it for?
    wonder no more
    look to the crowd


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter


  • 3. CAREERS


    all hail the king!
    i break my back to bend to kiss his ring
    it wasn’t always so
    but winners must adapt into their time
    i see no crime
    once misbehaved
    to think on all the friends i could have saved
    i have some deep regrets, as you have yours
    it’s in the past now, friend
    rebellions end
    life, it appears
    is nothing more than an excess of years
    i could fight, and i could die
    or i could learn to turn to the careers
    money in hand
    slipping through my fingers silvered sand
    what goods a holiday?
    what goods a break?
    buy a silken pillow
    sate your pain
    all cost, no gain
    i will not let you down
    i will work hard and true
    from 8 to 6, i’ll ply my trade
    and do my part to keep your aid
    but when the time has come
    and what needs done is done
    will i cry?
    i should atone
    for something in me hateful must have grown
    i will not say a word
    i’ll double down and focus on the facts:
    it’s this or the axe


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 4. ALL PROPO


    you lie, burning under big lights
    telecasting all night
    weighing out every word
    your man, teeth as white as snowbanks
    forcing you to fire blanks
    like a scared little bird
    and inside your heart is still broken
    from feeling for your lover
    so clutch hard on your little token
    and read the teleprompter
    cause it’s all propo
    ain’t it all propo?
    when you don’t want them to know
    things ain’t going so good?
    and you can always win
    by giving him a big grin
    and let the people begin
    to think hell maybe you’re good
    to think hell maybe you’re the
    next thing
    prepped so pretty and clean
    draped in all the nice things
    biting hard on your tongue
    always wearing your best force field
    forced to never let yield
    always under the gun
    and inside your heart is still broken
    from feeling for your lover
    so clutch hard on your little token
    and read the teleprompter
    cause it’s all propo!
    ain’t it all propo?
    when you don’t want them to know
    things ain’t going so good?
    and you can always win
    by giving them a big grin
    and let the people begin
    to think hell maybe you’re good
    to think hell maybe you’re a
    phoenix rising, self sufficient
    righteous victim, honest witness
    decent creature, fraught with pity
    so unhappy
    oh so pretty


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 5. ONE HEADLIGHT


    so long ago, i don’t remember when
    that’s when they say i lost my only friend
    they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
    i listened through the cemetery trees
    i’ve seen the sun coming up at the funeral at dawn
    the long broken arm of human law
    now it always seemed such a waste
    she always had a pretty face
    i wondered how she hung around this place
    hey, come on try a little
    nothing is forever
    there’s got to be something better than in the middle
    but me & Cinderella
    can put it all together
    we can drive it home with one headlight
    she said it’s cold
    it feels like Independence Day
    and i can’t break away from this parade
    there’s got to be an opening somewhere here in front of me
    through this maze of ugliness and greed
    I’ve seen the sun up ahead at the country line bridge
    saying all there’s good and nothingness is dead
    we’ll run until she’s out of breath
    she ran until there’s nothing left
    she hit the end
    it’s just her window ledge
    this place is old, it feels just like a beat up truck
    i turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
    well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
    this place is always such a mess
    sometimes i think i’d like to watch it burn
    i’m so alone
    i feel just like somebody else
    man, i ain’t changed, but i know i ain’t the same
    but somewhere here inbetween the city walls of dying dreams
    i think her death, it must be killing me


    Arrangement by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Jakob Dylan


  • 6. LOVE LEFT


    i awoke with a hole in my breast
    my heart still beating, nowhere close to death
    when I opened my eyes to find no bloody mess,
    realized a weight had been lifted off of my chest
    once familiar moans I’m starting to forget
    phantom in my bones has been laid to rest
    no voices haunting me at night, lying in my bed
    feels like a weight has been lifted off of my chest
    that was the morning that love left
    i made my coffee strong
    (love was gone)
    grabbed my keys
    (love was gone)
    turned the radio off
    (love was gone)
    got ready to leave
    (love was gone)
    as I ran for the train in the summer rain
    I didn’t even notice that my heart had changed
    thought it’d be forever pumping through my veins
    but I was wrong and love was gone
    something deep inside of me has shifted gears
    i’ve been trying to learn to drive a stick for years
    ’cause automatically I’m speeding up to all my fears
    my soul’s growing cold and I won’t shed a single—
    tears that once escaped by running down my face
    now have moved away to a distant place
    i wish I could have said goodbye, but I had no say
    ain’t no one to fight and sure as hell no one to blame
    hell no one to blame
    love left without a trace


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Ellen Winter & Chris Littler
  • 7. IN THE COLOSSEUM


    the women all control their men with razors and with wrists
    the princess squeezes grape juice on a torrid bloody kiss
    what will you be wearing there?
    the lion or the raven hair?
    the flesh will all be tearing, but the tail will be my own
    in the colosseum tonight
    this one’s for the balcony and this one’s for the floor
    as the senators decapitate the presidential whore
    the bald headed senators are splashing in the blood
    the dogs are having someone who is screaming in the mud
    in the colosseum tonight
    now it’s raining and it’s pouring on the pillaging and goring
    and the constable is swinging from the chains
    for the dead there is no story
    no memory
    no blame
    their families shout blue murder but tomorrow it’s the same
    in the colosseum tonight
    a slowly acting poison will be given to the favorite one
    and the dark horse will bring glory to the jailer and his men
    it’s always much more sporting when there’s families in the pit
    and the madness of the crowd is an epileptic fit
    no justice here, no liberty
    no reason, no blame
    there’s no cause to taint the sweetest taste of blood
    and greetings from the nation as we shake the hands of time
    they’re taking their ovations
    the vultures stay behind
    in the colosseum tonight


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Tom Waits & Kathleen Brennan

  • 8. THE NUT


    all stop
    the sirens keep blaring so loud
    we’re still on edge
    you watched a mountain fall to the ground
    i watched you beg
    and i heard something then in your voice
    i had hoped to god that i would never have to hear again
    ah, i must have lost it then
    such grace
    when i saw you walking through the old town
    you know, that old grave
    so sweet was the sound of your song
    the song replayed
    and i heard something then in your voice
    i had hoped to god that i would never have to hear again
    ah, i must have lost it then


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 9. OLD ENOUGH


    my boy lost his way
    ever since a tiny tot of two
    he had no sense of play
    another night, an empty bed
    just pull the wool over my eyes
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough
    my son takes the stage
    standing with his hands behind his back
    looking half his age
    another night, empty bed
    just pull the wool over my eyes
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    and old friends sit with me
    and call out all the callous commentators talking on tv
    and i hum soft and slow
    the song you used to sing
    we used to sing
    and wait for them to go
    and all rise and raise your hands again
    and say the wind is gonna change some day
    (but no one’s saying when)
    and all’s fair, but nothing’s fair at all
    so here i sit amongst constituents and wait for them to call
    and now in the games
    i watch the only man i’ve ever loved bring his family fame
    another night, an empty bed
    a closet full of coats to cry
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    (oh god i dreamt the other day they had come)
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    it doesn’t matter cause he gave ‘em a run
    i guess that he was old enough to die


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Kelly Tieger & Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 1o. ABERNATHY


    thought i saw another devil at my door
    thought i saw another face i’d seen before
    and the ghost i see is of a friend
    number 23 i see again and again
    i woke myself still alive
    not sure how i’d made it
    not sure how i’d played it
    there’d been a blast and a dive
    and the hand i was holding, i’d never been holding
    to my recollection
    some sort of protection
    two bandits beating the odds
    to the brutes go the takings
    we outsmarted their makings
    and focused on those careers flaws
    and then combined our bases in the best hiding places
    and practiced never sleeping
    long nights of silent breathing
    every evening
    we came to a crux in time
    all alone in our dealings
    all stooped in our feelings
    and crossed some invisible line
    and as she was leaving
    and as i was seething
    i could hear the drumming
    of the careers coming
    but i think i’m done running
    i was given such a boon when i survived
    but i never slept another sober night
    and this glass i pour is for a friend
    number 23 i see again and again


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter


  • 11. AVOX


    and when she’s alone i’ll be there, watching silently
    a small silhouette of the man that i used to be
    at one with the wall, stumbling out of the scenery
    at her beck and call, nodding yes so voraciously
    i’ll never look back on the way that i used to be
    a thorn in her side, all alone, my own enemy
    i was on the mend
    walking through woods, under fence, to the rivers end
    and i had said some things
    my aim was to arm but my words only clipped her wings
    would i be a better friend with no tongue in my head?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 12. IGNITE


    now I’m bursting at the seams,
    where my skin meets the air
    barriers torn down as if they were never there
    how can I describe what you ignite?
    i’m awake and I’m alive
    i’m alive
    i promise you I will fight
    anything to keep you safe
    when every breath is a test of life
    and each step a test of faith
    how can I describe what you ignite?
    i’m awake and I’m alive
    i’m alive
    we struck a match and started a fire that night
    i told you to run, ’cause I couldn’t watch you-
    we fostered the flame
    we fostered the flame
    we fostered the flame
    and let it burn inside


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter

CAREERS (2015)


  • 1. BAKER’S BOY


    i was kneading dough in flour, as it were
    and looked outside to see a figure in the shower
    it was her
    i held, secret from my father, a life line
    and though she thinks of me as something of a savior
    she was mine


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 2. VICTORY TOUR


    i convinced myself to make a killing
    after watching winners on the tv
    i found farming life so unfulfilling
    i found myself asking, hey why not me?!
    and lately you’ve been saying i’ve been winning battles but not the war
    that i can’t bring myself to suck it up and see what i’m fighting for
    but i ain’t coming home to you unless i’m coming through on my victory tour
    now i raise my hand at every reaping
    as you notch the nights in the post of your bed
    and my little sister is lying at home,
    wondering when her big brother will get back his head
    betcha that’s why she said
    that lately she’s been thinking i’ve been winning battles but not the war
    and i can’t bring myself to suck it up and see what I’m fighting for
    but i ain’t coming home to you unless i’m coming through on my victory tour
    the district sigh as the cannons count to one
    the bloody fight keeps carrying on
    no sleep tonight, till i see my allies die
    till i hear great caesar cry, i have won!
    and when your darling son arrives in his capitol cloths
    smell of blood on the rose
    will you remark to empty rooms
    that this isn’t the boy that you’ve always known?
    and when the banners disappear
    and you are given everything you could imagine
    piled high inside your mansion
    blessed with every satisfaction
    the envy on your peers
    will you still stroke his hair?
    say that it’s won
    say that it’s done
    there’s nothing there
    will you still say that all that he’s done makes you proud?
    what was it for?
    wonder no more
    look to the crowd


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter


  • 3. CAREERS


    all hail the king!
    i break my back to bend to kiss his ring
    it wasn’t always so
    but winners must adapt into their time
    i see no crime
    once misbehaved
    to think on all the friends i could have saved
    i have some deep regrets, as you have yours
    it’s in the past now, friend
    rebellions end
    life, it appears
    is nothing more than an excess of years
    i could fight, and i could die
    or i could learn to turn to the careers
    money in hand
    slipping through my fingers silvered sand
    what goods a holiday?
    what goods a break?
    buy a silken pillow
    sate your pain
    all cost, no gain
    i will not let you down
    i will work hard and true
    from 8 to 6, i’ll ply my trade
    and do my part to keep your aid
    but when the time has come
    and what needs done is done
    will i cry?
    i should atone
    for something in me hateful must have grown
    i will not say a word
    i’ll double down and focus on the facts:
    it’s this or the axe


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 4. ALL PROPO


    you lie, burning under big lights
    telecasting all night
    weighing out every word
    your man, teeth as white as snowbanks
    forcing you to fire blanks
    like a scared little bird
    and inside your heart is still broken
    from feeling for your lover
    so clutch hard on your little token
    and read the teleprompter
    cause it’s all propo
    ain’t it all propo?
    when you don’t want them to know
    things ain’t going so good?
    and you can always win
    by giving him a big grin
    and let the people begin
    to think hell maybe you’re good
    to think hell maybe you’re the
    next thing
    prepped so pretty and clean
    draped in all the nice things
    biting hard on your tongue
    always wearing your best force field
    forced to never let yield
    always under the gun
    and inside your heart is still broken
    from feeling for your lover
    so clutch hard on your little token
    and read the teleprompter
    cause it’s all propo!
    ain’t it all propo?
    when you don’t want them to know
    things ain’t going so good?
    and you can always win
    by giving them a big grin
    and let the people begin
    to think hell maybe you’re good
    to think hell maybe you’re a
    phoenix rising, self sufficient
    righteous victim, honest witness
    decent creature, fraught with pity
    so unhappy
    oh so pretty


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 5. ONE HEADLIGHT


    so long ago, i don’t remember when
    that’s when they say i lost my only friend
    they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
    i listened through the cemetery trees
    i’ve seen the sun coming up at the funeral at dawn
    the long broken arm of human law
    now it always seemed such a waste
    she always had a pretty face
    i wondered how she hung around this place
    hey, come on try a little
    nothing is forever
    there’s got to be something better than in the middle
    but me & Cinderella
    can put it all together
    we can drive it home with one headlight
    she said it’s cold
    it feels like Independence Day
    and i can’t break away from this parade
    there’s got to be an opening somewhere here in front of me
    through this maze of ugliness and greed
    I’ve seen the sun up ahead at the country line bridge
    saying all there’s good and nothingness is dead
    we’ll run until she’s out of breath
    she ran until there’s nothing left
    she hit the end
    it’s just her window ledge
    this place is old, it feels just like a beat up truck
    i turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
    well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
    this place is always such a mess
    sometimes i think i’d like to watch it burn
    i’m so alone
    i feel just like somebody else
    man, i ain’t changed, but i know i ain’t the same
    but somewhere here inbetween the city walls of dying dreams
    i think her death, it must be killing me


    Arrangement by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Jakob Dylan


  • 6. LOVE LEFT


    i awoke with a hole in my breast
    my heart still beating, nowhere close to death
    when I opened my eyes to find no bloody mess,
    realized a weight had been lifted off of my chest
    once familiar moans I’m starting to forget
    phantom in my bones has been laid to rest
    no voices haunting me at night, lying in my bed
    feels like a weight has been lifted off of my chest
    that was the morning that love left
    i made my coffee strong
    (love was gone)
    grabbed my keys
    (love was gone)
    turned the radio off
    (love was gone)
    got ready to leave
    (love was gone)
    as I ran for the train in the summer rain
    I didn’t even notice that my heart had changed
    thought it’d be forever pumping through my veins
    but I was wrong and love was gone
    something deep inside of me has shifted gears
    i’ve been trying to learn to drive a stick for years
    ’cause automatically I’m speeding up to all my fears
    my soul’s growing cold and I won’t shed a single—
    tears that once escaped by running down my face
    now have moved away to a distant place
    i wish I could have said goodbye, but I had no say
    ain’t no one to fight and sure as hell no one to blame
    hell no one to blame
    love left without a trace


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Ellen Winter & Chris Littler
  • 7. IN THE COLOSSEUM


    the women all control their men with razors and with wrists
    the princess squeezes grape juice on a torrid bloody kiss
    what will you be wearing there?
    the lion or the raven hair?
    the flesh will all be tearing, but the tail will be my own
    in the colosseum tonight
    this one’s for the balcony and this one’s for the floor
    as the senators decapitate the presidential whore
    the bald headed senators are splashing in the blood
    the dogs are having someone who is screaming in the mud
    in the colosseum tonight
    now it’s raining and it’s pouring on the pillaging and goring
    and the constable is swinging from the chains
    for the dead there is no story
    no memory
    no blame
    their families shout blue murder but tomorrow it’s the same
    in the colosseum tonight
    a slowly acting poison will be given to the favorite one
    and the dark horse will bring glory to the jailer and his men
    it’s always much more sporting when there’s families in the pit
    and the madness of the crowd is an epileptic fit
    no justice here, no liberty
    no reason, no blame
    there’s no cause to taint the sweetest taste of blood
    and greetings from the nation as we shake the hands of time
    they’re taking their ovations
    the vultures stay behind
    in the colosseum tonight


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Tom Waits & Kathleen Brennan

  • 8. THE NUT


    all stop
    the sirens keep blaring so loud
    we’re still on edge
    you watched a mountain fall to the ground
    i watched you beg
    and i heard something then in your voice
    i had hoped to god that i would never have to hear again
    ah, i must have lost it then
    such grace
    when i saw you walking through the old town
    you know, that old grave
    so sweet was the sound of your song
    the song replayed
    and i heard something then in your voice
    i had hoped to god that i would never have to hear again
    ah, i must have lost it then


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 9. OLD ENOUGH


    my boy lost his way
    ever since a tiny tot of two
    he had no sense of play
    another night, an empty bed
    just pull the wool over my eyes
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough
    my son takes the stage
    standing with his hands behind his back
    looking half his age
    another night, empty bed
    just pull the wool over my eyes
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    and old friends sit with me
    and call out all the callous commentators talking on tv
    and i hum soft and slow
    the song you used to sing
    we used to sing
    and wait for them to go
    and all rise and raise your hands again
    and say the wind is gonna change some day
    (but no one’s saying when)
    and all’s fair, but nothing’s fair at all
    so here i sit amongst constituents and wait for them to call
    and now in the games
    i watch the only man i’ve ever loved bring his family fame
    another night, an empty bed
    a closet full of coats to cry
    my little killer hauled away
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    (oh god i dreamt the other day they had come)
    i guess that he was old enough to die
    it doesn’t matter cause he gave ‘em a run
    i guess that he was old enough to die


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Kelly Tieger & Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 1o. ABERNATHY


    thought i saw another devil at my door
    thought i saw another face i’d seen before
    and the ghost i see is of a friend
    number 23 i see again and again
    i woke myself still alive
    not sure how i’d made it
    not sure how i’d played it
    there’d been a blast and a dive
    and the hand i was holding, i’d never been holding
    to my recollection
    some sort of protection
    two bandits beating the odds
    to the brutes go the takings
    we outsmarted their makings
    and focused on those careers flaws
    and then combined our bases in the best hiding places
    and practiced never sleeping
    long nights of silent breathing
    every evening
    we came to a crux in time
    all alone in our dealings
    all stooped in our feelings
    and crossed some invisible line
    and as she was leaving
    and as i was seething
    i could hear the drumming
    of the careers coming
    but i think i’m done running
    i was given such a boon when i survived
    but i never slept another sober night
    and this glass i pour is for a friend
    number 23 i see again and again


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter


  • 11. AVOX


    and when she’s alone i’ll be there, watching silently
    a small silhouette of the man that i used to be
    at one with the wall, stumbling out of the scenery
    at her beck and call, nodding yes so voraciously
    i’ll never look back on the way that i used to be
    a thorn in her side, all alone, my own enemy
    i was on the mend
    walking through woods, under fence, to the rivers end
    and i had said some things
    my aim was to arm but my words only clipped her wings
    would i be a better friend with no tongue in my head?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter
  • 12. IGNITE


    now I’m bursting at the seams,
    where my skin meets the air
    barriers torn down as if they were never there
    how can I describe what you ignite?
    i’m awake and I’m alive
    i’m alive
    i promise you I will fight
    anything to keep you safe
    when every breath is a test of life
    and each step a test of faith
    how can I describe what you ignite?
    i’m awake and I’m alive
    i’m alive
    we struck a match and started a fire that night
    i told you to run, ’cause I couldn’t watch you-
    we fostered the flame
    we fostered the flame
    we fostered the flame
    and let it burn inside


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler & Ellen Winter

DEITIES (2013)


  • 1. LAWFUL NEUTRAL


    she was crawling across the kitchen floor
    I was sleeping dreaming of the war
    harpys singing
    she don’t know the song, no
    and I saw the sorry scribble in surprise
    she was wrong in trying to be right
    she was lawful to be neutral unaware that she was evil unaligned
    malefactor
    ally to herself
    roguish actor
    plus 10 to her stealth
    nothing missing that she couldn’t bear
    set traps for rigging
    and I saw the sorry scribbles in surprise
    she was wrong in trying to be right
    she was lawful to be neutral unaware that she was evil unaligned


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 2. CONSTITUTION


    to bravely attack the wight
    to lose oneʼs head but not to lose the fight
    my baby, she wait at home
    a trusted warlord delivers my bones
    she take my remains to the local priests
    she offers silver and fall to her knees, pleading
    she loves me
    she loves me so
    wonʼt let me go
    and I awake whole again
    lit by the soft warmth of the bedroom window where within
    she and I lie so peacefully
    I once was dead
    now I am not
    what is happening?
    Baphomet, the Horned King,
    a stubborn goat ainʼt got nothing on me
    gotta get loot
    gonna get paid
    gotta skill up
    gonna come back if i get killed today
    my baby, she wait for proof
    her constitution going through the roof
    the minotaur can be a bullish breed
    but they grow weary when they start to bleed
    not me
    oh Wee Jas
    I pray on you to brace my lover for my loss
    she couldnʼt know that loving me would have such costs
    she didn’t know to think such thoughts
    she couldnʼt know her heart would be in knots
    oh, my little Jasidin
    as selfless as she wanna be
    sheʼs scooping up whatʼs left of me
    and I awake whole again
    lit by the soft warmth of the bedroom window where within
    she and I lie so peacefully
    I once was dead
    now I am not
    what is happening?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 3. PROPHETIC HEART


    itʼs been two days, weʼre in love
    she fits me like a +2 glove
    how could i tell her at the start?
    my blood’s pumping through a prophetic heart
    itʼs been two weeks carrying on
    she left her sister with her mother and she quit her job
    how could I tell her at the start?
    my blood’s pumping through a prophetic heart
    and when we go down to the river for a summery day
    I already know everything that sheʼs gonna say
    but I play pretend
    my nodding never ends
    oh, raven queen remove from me the gift you gave
    no more prophecy
    itʼs been one year since we met
    sheʼs with child, I regret
    how could I tell her?
    no black art could compel my prophetic heart


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 4. YEENOGHU


    Yeenoghu, destroyer
    destroy me for turning from you
    a maiden, a beauty,
    a love no abyss could undo
    oh master of mine,
    please give me a sign
    oh grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu
    I want her so badly
    her magic I cannot resist
    I have to be with her
    to have her is my only wish
    oh master of mine,
    please give me a sign
    oh grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu
    and her bitter blessings blow my heart away
    I’m at your feet, on my knees I pray
    for a favor from you
    Lord Yeenoghu
    I tremble
    I whimper
    I fumble
    I lose my mind
    my words have no meaning
    I need her, she will be mine
    oh master I plead
    please fulfill my need
    or grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 5. SHAPESHIFTER


    oh, ehlonna
    I don’t know what I should do
    I don’t know my own heart
    I don’t fit in my skin
    I feel so askew
    she says she loves me
    why she asking me to change
    in familiar form
    into size not my own
    into a beastly shape
    I was the raven who scouted her skies
    (she feel my blackened feather)
    finding her flowers with my nimble eyes
    (we look so good together)
    but when I changed back I gave her such a fright
    I was once her shapeshifter
    but I won’t be tonight
    give me the wisdom to know what I can’t understand
    why my own lover don’t love me when I’m my own man
    why I’m coerced to become
    a companion
    ehlenestra,
    hope you hear my sylvan song
    I’ve been sleeping inside
    I’ve been burning the earth
    to make myself feel right
    and I was the raven who scouted her skies
    (she feel my blackened feather)
    feeding her berries and cawing my lies
    (we look so good together)
    but when I changed back I gave her such a fright
    I was once her shapeshifter
    but I won’t be tonight


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 6. HOLD ONTO US


    we had set out
    packed all our clothes and things,
    adorned with rings, alive with life,
    to a place by the sea.
    you’d had a dream
    said there were “places to go”
    places to go
    places to go within reach
    so we set astride,
    with the compass my father had with him the day that he died
    with a feeling inside us there was nothing to fear
    as long as we hold onto us
    the future is clear
    the place that we found
    a little different for me
    A difference for me
    indifferent to me
    indifferent to everyone
    but that’s how it goes
    living in foreign lands
    customs and rituals
    I don’t know
    I won’t know
    I can’t know
    so I won’t
    but we said okay,
    we’ll stay until Sehanine Moonbow steals us away
    we won’t run home because there is nothing to fear
    as long as we hold onto us
    the future is clear


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 7. OH IO


    home for the day
    I wouldn’t know it
    home doesn’t feel the same as it once did
    home is a place
    far from the current
    far from my heart
    it doesn’t lie anywhere but where my baby’s gone.
    home is where my lover is
    though she currently ain’t telling
    home is where she rests her head
    even with a different fellow
    home is where her body lies
    not that I am even asking.
    home is where I’ll only be if I used the Orb of Seeing
    oh, leave your lover unseen
    leave her memory clean


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 8. PETITIONER


    she was born in plane
    walked the land from birth
    turned her face from sun
    lost all sense of worth
    she was born to die
    a petitioner
    this kingdom of men
    steeped in castle wall
    as it’s always been
    watch the women fall
    she was born to die
    a petitioner
    she lost her will
    she lost her way
    she gave in to the evil things that serve to tempt you
    she made her mind
    she made her bed
    she made up mine
    pleading for her life
    as the sunlight spies
    hear the boatman’s bell
    giving word to wise
    never had a chance
    a petitioner


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 9. ASMODEUS


    I went walking one day to the edge of my claim
    where forest meets plain
    worried words whispered low in the taverns of town
    thereʼs evil around
    I took a shortcut through the woods and heard the cultists singing out
    i heard a voice amidst the crowd: was it her?
    her family barn burned to the ground on the night of St. Cuthbertʼs Day her mother got sick and her brother got bit by a Lycan stray
    could this be?
    she saw things a little differently from me
    now I go to her house all covered in moss and reflect on the loss
    who were they to lure my love from me?
    and I hear her people pray all night to that heathen god of hate
    Asmodeus
    I will not join
    I will not cave
    I will be strong
    i will be saved
    I will not be one of them
    with her


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 10. GOD OF GREED


    treasure called to us across the hemisphere
    a party of five formed
    the village elder warned, “Only four of you will return here.”
    still we set out on a foggy morn
    two elves and a dragonborn,
    me and my baby left our homes in the care of a friend
    who was sure we’d meet our end
    in the mouth of a manticore
    how could he know?
    oh, no
    that’s tiamat, the god of greed, in tow
    oh, no
    pick your feet up
    we have got to go
    my baby’s fast but she ain’t that fast
    I hear her calling out my name
    attack the world with everything you got
    don’t pause to question none
    you’ll beat the world by one
    you must keep moving while you’re hot
    in the dark led by a holy horn
    two elves and a dragonborn
    death follows where my baby goes
    she’s taking out them trolls
    she’s making all high rolls
    how could she know?
    oh, no
    that’s tiamat, the god of greed, in tow
    oh, no
    pick your feet up
    we have got to go
    my baby’s fast but she ain’t that fast
    I hear her calling out my name one last time
    she is so beautiful all wrapped up in her blanket
    forget she’s all covered in blood
    she says so quietly I almost do not hear her
    go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    we put her on the horse’s back and cross the river
    she looked, to me, as white as snow
    she says so quietly I almost do not hear her
    go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    you know I’m only slowing down the party
    I make her travel so far I start to feel evil
    her breath is fading fast and how
    oh, she says nothing
    but I know what she’d say,
    she’d say, Go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    you know I’m only slowing down the party
    if only I had not been so greedy
    my baby might be standing here beside me


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 11. SLEEP CHARM


    olidammara
    i live deep in the mountains, banished away
    she is all that can get to me
    she is friend foe and family
    we exchange grumblings
    we make tea
    she don’t look at my ugly face
    stands across and takes in the place
    but I know why my baby comes to me
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to
    olidammara
    there’s a place beside me you can rest your head
    let a hundred winters pass you by
    you are safe beside me in my nice warm bed
    oh what a sweet little lie
    i live deep in the mountains, there I must stay.
    still she comes to see me.
    still she comes to be beside me
    I know why my baby comes to me
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to
    olidammara

    and so we go to sleep beside each other in my little room
    our bodies intertwined at last
    then lo lo lo lo and behold
    we woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
    we scale the mountain and look down upon a city we don’t know
    our hands are clasped so very tight
    then lo lo lo lo and behold
    we woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
    how did we get so old?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler

DEITIES (2013)


  • 1. LAWFUL NEUTRAL


    she was crawling across the kitchen floor
    I was sleeping dreaming of the war
    harpys singing
    she don’t know the song, no
    and I saw the sorry scribble in surprise
    she was wrong in trying to be right
    she was lawful to be neutral unaware that she was evil unaligned
    malefactor
    ally to herself
    roguish actor
    plus 10 to her stealth
    nothing missing that she couldn’t bear
    set traps for rigging
    and I saw the sorry scribbles in surprise
    she was wrong in trying to be right
    she was lawful to be neutral unaware that she was evil unaligned


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 2. CONSTITUTION


    to bravely attack the wight
    to lose oneʼs head but not to lose the fight
    my baby, she wait at home
    a trusted warlord delivers my bones
    she take my remains to the local priests
    she offers silver and fall to her knees, pleading
    she loves me
    she loves me so
    wonʼt let me go
    and I awake whole again
    lit by the soft warmth of the bedroom window where within
    she and I lie so peacefully
    I once was dead
    now I am not
    what is happening?
    Baphomet, the Horned King,
    a stubborn goat ainʼt got nothing on me
    gotta get loot
    gonna get paid
    gotta skill up
    gonna come back if i get killed today
    my baby, she wait for proof
    her constitution going through the roof
    the minotaur can be a bullish breed
    but they grow weary when they start to bleed
    not me
    oh Wee Jas
    I pray on you to brace my lover for my loss
    she couldnʼt know that loving me would have such costs
    she didn’t know to think such thoughts
    she couldnʼt know her heart would be in knots
    oh, my little Jasidin
    as selfless as she wanna be
    sheʼs scooping up whatʼs left of me
    and I awake whole again
    lit by the soft warmth of the bedroom window where within
    she and I lie so peacefully
    I once was dead
    now I am not
    what is happening?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 3. PROPHETIC HEART


    itʼs been two days, weʼre in love
    she fits me like a +2 glove
    how could i tell her at the start?
    my blood’s pumping through a prophetic heart
    itʼs been two weeks carrying on
    she left her sister with her mother and she quit her job
    how could I tell her at the start?
    my blood’s pumping through a prophetic heart
    and when we go down to the river for a summery day
    I already know everything that sheʼs gonna say
    but I play pretend
    my nodding never ends
    oh, raven queen remove from me the gift you gave
    no more prophecy
    itʼs been one year since we met
    sheʼs with child, I regret
    how could I tell her?
    no black art could compel my prophetic heart


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 4. YEENOGHU


    Yeenoghu, destroyer
    destroy me for turning from you
    a maiden, a beauty,
    a love no abyss could undo
    oh master of mine,
    please give me a sign
    oh grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu
    I want her so badly
    her magic I cannot resist
    I have to be with her
    to have her is my only wish
    oh master of mine,
    please give me a sign
    oh grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu
    and her bitter blessings blow my heart away
    I’m at your feet, on my knees I pray
    for a favor from you
    Lord Yeenoghu
    I tremble
    I whimper
    I fumble
    I lose my mind
    my words have no meaning
    I need her, she will be mine
    oh master I plead
    please fulfill my need
    or grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 5. SHAPESHIFTER


    oh, ehlonna
    I don’t know what I should do
    I don’t know my own heart
    I don’t fit in my skin
    I feel so askew
    she says she loves me
    why she asking me to change
    in familiar form
    into size not my own
    into a beastly shape
    I was the raven who scouted her skies
    (she feel my blackened feather)
    finding her flowers with my nimble eyes
    (we look so good together)
    but when I changed back I gave her such a fright
    I was once her shapeshifter
    but I won’t be tonight
    give me the wisdom to know what I can’t understand
    why my own lover don’t love me when I’m my own man
    why I’m coerced to become
    a companion
    ehlenestra,
    hope you hear my sylvan song
    I’ve been sleeping inside
    I’ve been burning the earth
    to make myself feel right
    and I was the raven who scouted her skies
    (she feel my blackened feather)
    feeding her berries and cawing my lies
    (we look so good together)
    but when I changed back I gave her such a fright
    I was once her shapeshifter
    but I won’t be tonight


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 6. HOLD ONTO US


    we had set out
    packed all our clothes and things,
    adorned with rings, alive with life,
    to a place by the sea.
    you’d had a dream
    said there were “places to go”
    places to go
    places to go within reach
    so we set astride,
    with the compass my father had with him the day that he died
    with a feeling inside us there was nothing to fear
    as long as we hold onto us
    the future is clear
    the place that we found
    a little different for me
    A difference for me
    indifferent to me
    indifferent to everyone
    but that’s how it goes
    living in foreign lands
    customs and rituals
    I don’t know
    I won’t know
    I can’t know
    so I won’t
    but we said okay,
    we’ll stay until Sehanine Moonbow steals us away
    we won’t run home because there is nothing to fear
    as long as we hold onto us
    the future is clear


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 7. OH IO


    home for the day
    I wouldn’t know it
    home doesn’t feel the same as it once did
    home is a place
    far from the current
    far from my heart
    it doesn’t lie anywhere but where my baby’s gone.
    home is where my lover is
    though she currently ain’t telling
    home is where she rests her head
    even with a different fellow
    home is where her body lies
    not that I am even asking.
    home is where I’ll only be if I used the Orb of Seeing
    oh, leave your lover unseen
    leave her memory clean


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 8. PETITIONER


    she was born in plane
    walked the land from birth
    turned her face from sun
    lost all sense of worth
    she was born to die
    a petitioner
    this kingdom of men
    steeped in castle wall
    as it’s always been
    watch the women fall
    she was born to die
    a petitioner
    she lost her will
    she lost her way
    she gave in to the evil things that serve to tempt you
    she made her mind
    she made her bed
    she made up mine
    pleading for her life
    as the sunlight spies
    hear the boatman’s bell
    giving word to wise
    never had a chance
    a petitioner


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 9. ASMODEUS


    I went walking one day to the edge of my claim
    where forest meets plain
    worried words whispered low in the taverns of town
    thereʼs evil around
    I took a shortcut through the woods and heard the cultists singing out
    i heard a voice amidst the crowd: was it her?
    her family barn burned to the ground on the night of St. Cuthbertʼs Day her mother got sick and her brother got bit by a Lycan stray
    could this be?
    she saw things a little differently from me
    now I go to her house all covered in moss and reflect on the loss
    who were they to lure my love from me?
    and I hear her people pray all night to that heathen god of hate
    Asmodeus
    I will not join
    I will not cave
    I will be strong
    i will be saved
    I will not be one of them
    with her


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 10. GOD OF GREED


    treasure called to us across the hemisphere
    a party of five formed
    the village elder warned, “Only four of you will return here.”
    still we set out on a foggy morn
    two elves and a dragonborn,
    me and my baby left our homes in the care of a friend
    who was sure we’d meet our end
    in the mouth of a manticore
    how could he know?
    oh, no
    that’s tiamat, the god of greed, in tow
    oh, no
    pick your feet up
    we have got to go
    my baby’s fast but she ain’t that fast
    I hear her calling out my name
    attack the world with everything you got
    don’t pause to question none
    you’ll beat the world by one
    you must keep moving while you’re hot
    in the dark led by a holy horn
    two elves and a dragonborn
    death follows where my baby goes
    she’s taking out them trolls
    she’s making all high rolls
    how could she know?
    oh, no
    that’s tiamat, the god of greed, in tow
    oh, no
    pick your feet up
    we have got to go
    my baby’s fast but she ain’t that fast
    I hear her calling out my name one last time
    she is so beautiful all wrapped up in her blanket
    forget she’s all covered in blood
    she says so quietly I almost do not hear her
    go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    we put her on the horse’s back and cross the river
    she looked, to me, as white as snow
    she says so quietly I almost do not hear her
    go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    you know I’m only slowing down the party
    I make her travel so far I start to feel evil
    her breath is fading fast and how
    oh, she says nothing
    but I know what she’d say,
    she’d say, Go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    you know I’m only slowing down the party
    if only I had not been so greedy
    my baby might be standing here beside me


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 11. SLEEP CHARM


    olidammara
    i live deep in the mountains, banished away
    she is all that can get to me
    she is friend foe and family
    we exchange grumblings
    we make tea
    she don’t look at my ugly face
    stands across and takes in the place
    but I know why my baby comes to me
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to
    olidammara
    there’s a place beside me you can rest your head
    let a hundred winters pass you by
    you are safe beside me in my nice warm bed
    oh what a sweet little lie
    i live deep in the mountains, there I must stay.
    still she comes to see me.
    still she comes to be beside me
    I know why my baby comes to me
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to
    olidammara

    and so we go to sleep beside each other in my little room
    our bodies intertwined at last
    then lo lo lo lo and behold
    we woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
    we scale the mountain and look down upon a city we don’t know
    our hands are clasped so very tight
    then lo lo lo lo and behold
    we woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
    how did we get so old?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler

DEITIES (2013)


  • 1. LAWFUL NEUTRAL


    she was crawling across the kitchen floor
    I was sleeping dreaming of the war
    harpys singing
    she don’t know the song, no
    and I saw the sorry scribble in surprise
    she was wrong in trying to be right
    she was lawful to be neutral unaware that she was evil unaligned
    malefactor
    ally to herself
    roguish actor
    plus 10 to her stealth
    nothing missing that she couldn’t bear
    set traps for rigging
    and I saw the sorry scribbles in surprise
    she was wrong in trying to be right
    she was lawful to be neutral unaware that she was evil unaligned


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 2. CONSTITUTION


    to bravely attack the wight
    to lose oneʼs head but not to lose the fight
    my baby, she wait at home
    a trusted warlord delivers my bones
    she take my remains to the local priests
    she offers silver and fall to her knees, pleading
    she loves me
    she loves me so
    wonʼt let me go
    and I awake whole again
    lit by the soft warmth of the bedroom window where within
    she and I lie so peacefully
    I once was dead
    now I am not
    what is happening?
    Baphomet, the Horned King,
    a stubborn goat ainʼt got nothing on me
    gotta get loot
    gonna get paid
    gotta skill up
    gonna come back if i get killed today
    my baby, she wait for proof
    her constitution going through the roof
    the minotaur can be a bullish breed
    but they grow weary when they start to bleed
    not me
    oh Wee Jas
    I pray on you to brace my lover for my loss
    she couldnʼt know that loving me would have such costs
    she didn’t know to think such thoughts
    she couldnʼt know her heart would be in knots
    oh, my little Jasidin
    as selfless as she wanna be
    sheʼs scooping up whatʼs left of me
    and I awake whole again
    lit by the soft warmth of the bedroom window where within
    she and I lie so peacefully
    I once was dead
    now I am not
    what is happening?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 3. PROPHETIC HEART


    itʼs been two days, weʼre in love
    she fits me like a +2 glove
    how could i tell her at the start?
    my blood’s pumping through a prophetic heart
    itʼs been two weeks carrying on
    she left her sister with her mother and she quit her job
    how could I tell her at the start?
    my blood’s pumping through a prophetic heart
    and when we go down to the river for a summery day
    I already know everything that sheʼs gonna say
    but I play pretend
    my nodding never ends
    oh, raven queen remove from me the gift you gave
    no more prophecy
    itʼs been one year since we met
    sheʼs with child, I regret
    how could I tell her?
    no black art could compel my prophetic heart


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 4. YEENOGHU


    Yeenoghu, destroyer
    destroy me for turning from you
    a maiden, a beauty,
    a love no abyss could undo
    oh master of mine,
    please give me a sign
    oh grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu
    I want her so badly
    her magic I cannot resist
    I have to be with her
    to have her is my only wish
    oh master of mine,
    please give me a sign
    oh grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu
    and her bitter blessings blow my heart away
    I’m at your feet, on my knees I pray
    for a favor from you
    Lord Yeenoghu
    I tremble
    I whimper
    I fumble
    I lose my mind
    my words have no meaning
    I need her, she will be mine
    oh master I plead
    please fulfill my need
    or grant me the strength
    to go into town and steal the one that I love away
    oh Yeenoghu


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 5. SHAPESHIFTER


    oh, ehlonna
    I don’t know what I should do
    I don’t know my own heart
    I don’t fit in my skin
    I feel so askew
    she says she loves me
    why she asking me to change
    in familiar form
    into size not my own
    into a beastly shape
    I was the raven who scouted her skies
    (she feel my blackened feather)
    finding her flowers with my nimble eyes
    (we look so good together)
    but when I changed back I gave her such a fright
    I was once her shapeshifter
    but I won’t be tonight
    give me the wisdom to know what I can’t understand
    why my own lover don’t love me when I’m my own man
    why I’m coerced to become
    a companion
    ehlenestra,
    hope you hear my sylvan song
    I’ve been sleeping inside
    I’ve been burning the earth
    to make myself feel right
    and I was the raven who scouted her skies
    (she feel my blackened feather)
    feeding her berries and cawing my lies
    (we look so good together)
    but when I changed back I gave her such a fright
    I was once her shapeshifter
    but I won’t be tonight


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 6. HOLD ONTO US


    we had set out
    packed all our clothes and things,
    adorned with rings, alive with life,
    to a place by the sea.
    you’d had a dream
    said there were “places to go”
    places to go
    places to go within reach
    so we set astride,
    with the compass my father had with him the day that he died
    with a feeling inside us there was nothing to fear
    as long as we hold onto us
    the future is clear
    the place that we found
    a little different for me
    A difference for me
    indifferent to me
    indifferent to everyone
    but that’s how it goes
    living in foreign lands
    customs and rituals
    I don’t know
    I won’t know
    I can’t know
    so I won’t
    but we said okay,
    we’ll stay until Sehanine Moonbow steals us away
    we won’t run home because there is nothing to fear
    as long as we hold onto us
    the future is clear


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler
  • 7. OH IO


    home for the day
    I wouldn’t know it
    home doesn’t feel the same as it once did
    home is a place
    far from the current
    far from my heart
    it doesn’t lie anywhere but where my baby’s gone.
    home is where my lover is
    though she currently ain’t telling
    home is where she rests her head
    even with a different fellow
    home is where her body lies
    not that I am even asking.
    home is where I’ll only be if I used the Orb of Seeing
    oh, leave your lover unseen
    leave her memory clean


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 8. PETITIONER


    she was born in plane
    walked the land from birth
    turned her face from sun
    lost all sense of worth
    she was born to die
    a petitioner
    this kingdom of men
    steeped in castle wall
    as it’s always been
    watch the women fall
    she was born to die
    a petitioner
    she lost her will
    she lost her way
    she gave in to the evil things that serve to tempt you
    she made her mind
    she made her bed
    she made up mine
    pleading for her life
    as the sunlight spies
    hear the boatman’s bell
    giving word to wise
    never had a chance
    a petitioner


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 9. ASMODEUS


    I went walking one day to the edge of my claim
    where forest meets plain
    worried words whispered low in the taverns of town
    thereʼs evil around
    I took a shortcut through the woods and heard the cultists singing out
    i heard a voice amidst the crowd: was it her?
    her family barn burned to the ground on the night of St. Cuthbertʼs Day her mother got sick and her brother got bit by a Lycan stray
    could this be?
    she saw things a little differently from me
    now I go to her house all covered in moss and reflect on the loss
    who were they to lure my love from me?
    and I hear her people pray all night to that heathen god of hate
    Asmodeus
    I will not join
    I will not cave
    I will be strong
    i will be saved
    I will not be one of them
    with her


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 10. GOD OF GREED


    treasure called to us across the hemisphere
    a party of five formed
    the village elder warned, “Only four of you will return here.”
    still we set out on a foggy morn
    two elves and a dragonborn,
    me and my baby left our homes in the care of a friend
    who was sure we’d meet our end
    in the mouth of a manticore
    how could he know?
    oh, no
    that’s tiamat, the god of greed, in tow
    oh, no
    pick your feet up
    we have got to go
    my baby’s fast but she ain’t that fast
    I hear her calling out my name
    attack the world with everything you got
    don’t pause to question none
    you’ll beat the world by one
    you must keep moving while you’re hot
    in the dark led by a holy horn
    two elves and a dragonborn
    death follows where my baby goes
    she’s taking out them trolls
    she’s making all high rolls
    how could she know?
    oh, no
    that’s tiamat, the god of greed, in tow
    oh, no
    pick your feet up
    we have got to go
    my baby’s fast but she ain’t that fast
    I hear her calling out my name one last time
    she is so beautiful all wrapped up in her blanket
    forget she’s all covered in blood
    she says so quietly I almost do not hear her
    go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    we put her on the horse’s back and cross the river
    she looked, to me, as white as snow
    she says so quietly I almost do not hear her
    go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    you know I’m only slowing down the party
    I make her travel so far I start to feel evil
    her breath is fading fast and how
    oh, she says nothing
    but I know what she’d say,
    she’d say, Go on, go on, go on, go on without me
    you know I’m only slowing down the party
    if only I had not been so greedy
    my baby might be standing here beside me


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler


  • 11. SLEEP CHARM


    olidammara
    i live deep in the mountains, banished away
    she is all that can get to me
    she is friend foe and family
    we exchange grumblings
    we make tea
    she don’t look at my ugly face
    stands across and takes in the place
    but I know why my baby comes to me
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to
    olidammara
    there’s a place beside me you can rest your head
    let a hundred winters pass you by
    you are safe beside me in my nice warm bed
    oh what a sweet little lie
    i live deep in the mountains, there I must stay.
    still she comes to see me.
    still she comes to be beside me
    I know why my baby comes to me
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    coz I can stick out my hand and say go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to sleep
    all go to
    olidammara

    and so we go to sleep beside each other in my little room
    our bodies intertwined at last
    then lo lo lo lo and behold
    we woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
    we scale the mountain and look down upon a city we don’t know
    our hands are clasped so very tight
    then lo lo lo lo and behold
    we woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
    how did we get so old?


    Music by Chamber Band
    Lyric by Chris Littler

UPCOMING SHOWS


Chamber Band is currently on recording hiatus until 2017.
Please reach out via booking e-mail below to book 2017 dates.

UPCOMING SHOWS

Please reach out via booking e-mail below to book 2017 dates.

Chamber Band is:

Anthony Cerretani (Bass and Beard)
Chris Littler (Guitar/Vocals/Lyrics)
Sam Monaco (Percussion)
Asarr (Guitar/Synth)
Ellen Winter (Piano/Vocals/Lyrics)

Booking Inquiries
booking [at] chamberband.com

Press Inquiries
press [at] chamberband.com

Purchase Official Merchandise at
www.chambermerch.com

Chamber Band is a self-funded musical project.

If you like what we’re doing, please consider supporting us by purchasing one of our albums via Bandcamp, or by buying us a single-origin locally sourced coffee.

ABOUT US


Chamber Band is
Anthony Cerretani (Bass and Beard)
Chris Littler (Guitar/Vocals/Lyrics)
Sam Monaco (Percussion)
Asarr (Guitar/Synth)
Ellen Winter (Piano/Vocals/Lyrics)


Booking Inquiries: booking [at] chamberband.com

Press Inquiries: press [at] chamberband.com

Purchase Official Merchandise at www.chambermerch.com


Chamber Band is a self-funded musical project.

If you like what we’re doing, please consider supporting us by purchasing one of our albums via Bandcamp, or by buying us a single-origin locally sourced coffee.