Fold

by Taylor Jayne

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Taylor Jayne's new album, Fold, is playfully spooky and laced with childhood nostalgia. It speculates the complex concept of growing up while unveiling perspective, possessing surprisingly somber matter.

"A thoughtful and year-long project, this album has been contributed by so many wonderful people and talented musicians/artists/connoisseurs whom deserve a world of gratitude.

Thank you for your contributions & support:

Ben Whitmire
Bradley Kleeman
Cory Davis
Dick Joseph
Dustin Chaffin
Fred Carpenter
Jeff Rose
Joshua Hill
Kate Carpenter
Liz Carpenter
Logan Carpenter
Nat Theobald
Noemi Gonzalez
Sean Silverman
Stephanie Espinoza
Taylor Alicia Riggs
Tyler J. Gasper

I hope you enjoy Fold; it was crafted with much love.

Sincerely,
Taylor Jayne"

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released December 11, 2014

Produced by Dustin Chaffin at Jivemind Cooperate Music Labs
in Glendale, AZ
Album Artwork by Taylor Alicia Riggs

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Taylor Jayne Phoenix, Arizona

Taylor Jayne is an indie-folk singer/songwriter based in the deserts of Arizona. Her contemplative lyrics are accompanied by the folk sounds of her earthy vocals and acoustic guitar.

More and more often, is there also a full band present. And an added layer of haunting rhythm and harmony comes into play. Band members: Bradley Kleeman, Dustin Chaffin, Joshua Hill, Ben Whitmire, Nat Theobald
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Track Name: Matches
A kitten’s sight, the black glove of the night
got you hanging by a string,
got you believing you might bleed.

It’s the turning tables, and they’re gone gone gone
It’s the time on your matches
to be lit by fire,
be lit by

Blinking twice, the birds are preying so scurry mice.
She cut your tails off, didn’t she?
The brave blade has many teeth.

It’s the burning fables, and they’re long gone gone
It’s the time on your halos
to be lit by fire,
be lit by

It’s the turning tables, and they’re long gone gone
It’s the time on your matches
will be lit by fire,
be lit by
Track Name: Outside
Mourning eyes, waking up to see the wise
wasted minds, fishing for the evening skies.
Wash your hands in the river
by my side.

I don’t know, the secret if there’s one to show
or to hide, playing in the morning skies.
All that’s real, I feel it
by my side

I will be, and leave it
by my side.

Are you going to be here
by my side?
Track Name: Composing Dreams
Time, if it means nothing through my back door
then who’s it for?
Bricks are building up fountains to bathe in thought,
an empty dock.
When you take my hand,
I breathe in pictures.
A forgotten land.

In my bed, composing dreams.
In my bed, I tore at my seams.

Sap, it slowly trickles down my spine.
I’m carved in pine.
Big black cat you leap on the mountains, over the ears
Of rabbit’s trap.

When you sing your song,
that is the one thing, so carry on.
Carry on

In my bed, composing dreams.
In my bed, I tore at my seams.
Track Name: Fold
Home, has a hole
I don’t know how to fix quite yet.
Been filling, up with words
Sentences that only further drill
more, More.

I sit, waiting for
the four walls to fold down upon themselves.
So I can, see the end
All the dusty shelves that I pretend
to fold, Fold.

Fold my weary eyes.
Fold my sleepy sighs.
Fold my lazy lies.
Fold my eyes

On the corner, by Burbank
sits a man that’s blind, by his cup.
He said, we are free
But empty when we decide to
fold, Fold.
Fold. Fold.

He says

You don’t really see your days
You don’t really see your face
You don’t really see your days
You don’t really see your days
You don’t really see

home.
has a hole,
I don’t know how to fix quite yet
Track Name: Featherbed
She wasn’t fated well,
if things weren’t as been planned,
fleeting like feathers from a feather bed.
And lovely, will lay your head upon these 20 mattresses?
Climbing, she wonders what devastation waits

If the bed comes tumbling down,
If the bed comes tumbling down,
If the bed comes tumbling down,
What will happen to your precious world now?

A face like a mannequin,
painted but faded with the day.
Fragile under the skin, he sits on a walls and prays
for something to take his hand,
though he’s too scared he might break.
He shuffles and fumbles when he sees
the king’s men have come to show him away.

And the shells come tumbling down,
And the shells come tumbling down,
And the shells come tumbling down,
What will happen to your precious world now?

She wasn’t fated well,
if things weren’t as been planned.
Fleeting like feathers from a feather bed.

And the shells come tumbling down,
And the bed comes tumbling down,
And the shells come tumbling down,
What will happen to your precious world now?
Track Name: Lines
County lines won’t hold back from where you bleed.
The flood you flee
Drink your wine, drink up your conscious mind.
You’ll be just fine

I don’t know where you go,
I don’t know where you sleep,
I don’t know where you roam,
I don’t know how deep

In the darkest corner,
where I freeze
Please don’t tell what you’ve seen

They don’t know where I go,
They don’t know where I sleep,
I should know where I roam,
I don’t know how deep
Track Name: The Wind
There was a girl,
so lonely the wind blew her away.
She walked the sun,
her eyes so blue and her dress so gray.
It imprisoned her,
and so she danced into the dark like rays.
And when she got to earth,
the wind came and blew her away.

["What does that mean, tame?"
"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox."]

There was a bird,
I saw every time I go to sleep.
Have you ever heard
the songs it’d sing? It sounds so sweet.
Oh what a bruise to burn,
our own bitter tears baked in our recipes.
And we still have to learn,
how to stand up when we fall on our knees.

["It means to establish ties...
... unique in all the world... but if you tame me,
then we shall need each other."]

Underneath the fur,
I’m just a creature of my own mistakes.
Like the rest of us,
I got a soul that sees and a heart that breaks.
Turn the mirror,
and you will see a mess that truly shines
more beautiful with time.
Without wounds to heal,
we might as well be blind.

["People have forgotten this truth...
... but you mustn't forget it."]

There was a girl,
so lonely the wind blew her away.
She walked the sun,
her eyes so blue and her dress so gray.
It imprisoned her,
and so she danced into the dark like rays.
And when she got to earth,
the wind came and blew her away.
Track Name: The Return of Mr. Fox
Fox is hiding under trees
The ground is dirty, and there’s dampness in his knees.
The birds are sleeping high above
Fulfilling appetite is what he’s learned to love, he said..

I don’t want to be your friend
I don’t want the night to ever have to end
The moon is coming for your head
So sleep tightly, don’t let the bugs bite in your bed

He is smoothest when he bites
But when he’ll choose to move,
He’ll never catch my eye
The sky is dark and full of fools.
A hot pursuit in which he has nothing to lose

‘Cuz he don’t want to be my friend
He don’t want the night to ever have to end
The moon is coming for my head
I won’t sleep tightly, ‘cuz the bugs bite in my bed

But I don’t want to be your friend
I don’t want the night to ever have to end
The moon is coming for your head
So sleep tightly, don’t let the bugs bite in your bed
Track Name: Imagining Snow
I saw the walls,
through that open door
I didn’t know just how tall I could make them.
Just beyond my reach,
cement dried to my feet
Cutting the ground with some anger that I found.

If I set to reach, for things I never could see
All this time, drawing pictures to stories.
My skin’s the cover art,
sewn in with marks and scars,
always there, just more visible now.
If I make this book, what order should I paint in?
Never mind, counting time’s hardly being.
Can you hear their eyes?
Can you feel them dancing?
Hiding in bushes and watching the night go by

Ooh, what is it you’re made of?
Oh no, ‘cuz words are so fragile
Oh no, well I must have imagined the snow.
‘Cuz they’re telling me it’s not cold
Oh no, they’re telling me it’s not cold
Well, they told me it’s not cold.

I saw the walls,
through that open door.
I didn’t know just how tall I could make them
Track Name: Circles
I could have told you not to cross that bridge,
Take off the worry you wear like you’re drowning in the cold.
You’ll wear yourself old.

I was not concerned with the letters I’d written,
Until it occurred to me, they might be tested for grammar.
I lost my weight in the anchor.

I drew a line that went for miles and for miles,
and still ended up where I started from.
I tried to lose myself running for miles and for miles,
and still ended up not that far,
not far away from home.
Not far away from home

I could have told you not to cross that bridge.
Take off those habits you blame while your days are passing by.
You still have to try

I walked a maze that went for miles and for miles,
and still ended up where I started from.
I tried to reason why, thoughts strung for my miles and for miles,
and still ended up not that far,
not far away from home.
Not far away from home

(I could have told you...)
Track Name: Light Between the Shades
I wanna see you slowly, now.
Light between the shades soft, on your brow.

Open up your hand, and you'll fall out
you fall out, you'll fall..
.. Open up my, hand

and I'll fall out.

So there I was again, a ghost by the empty river bed.
A fox had chased the flames from the house.
And I want to believe there's someone standing there,
on the other side,
When the dust and fog have faded out,

I wanna see you slowly, now.
Light between the shades soft, on your brow.

Open up your hand, and you'll fall out
you fall out, you'll fall..
.. Open up my, hand

and I'll fall out
out.

Sitting patiently, I'll wait for the other shoe to fall.
Seems I've been waiting 20 years.
A heavy blanket rests upon your chest,
and dear, you're fading fast.
If when you wake, I'm laying here

I wanna see you slowly, now.
Light between the shades soft, on your brow.

Open up your hand, and you'll fall out
you fall out, you'll fall..
.. Open up my, hand

and I'll fall out
out, out