Kristoff was interviewed on the release of Kairos, Pt. 1 by Back to The City and recalled the inspiration for the song, describing a harrowing experience that he had involving a BB gun and a finch when he was five years old. Kristoff explains how his memory of that episode was reactivated when in th...
Young / father gave me a gun
Said, ‘ you're gonna’ have a choice ’
I pointed it at the sun
Lowered a couple inches / finger sticking to trigger
Yellow bird on a limb / I shot her between the lungs
Done / barely made a sound
As she fell through the air / hit ground
Grandfather's face embodied disappointment
Bullet shells in the snow / his eyes, I did avoid them
Old soul / we approached slow
Blood stains seeped through a yellow fur coat
Knelt down / she had no chance
Held her warm body inside my cold hands
Hearing long winded songs she had once sung
Looking down at the dirt that had been dug
Put her in the the hole, looked up at that sun
Pointed that hurt at myself and hung...
My head low/
Nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
These empty hands stay closed
When it's time to let go
I did what I could to cope / all night
Coulda' been an unseen glow / twilight
Living underneath those bones
Hang my head low
Nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
Looking back at that dusty road
When it's time to let go
We did what we could to cope / all night
Coulda' been an unseen glow / twilight
Watch the scenery unfold
Scanned the forest trying to put a wing to the song
Feel like a feather on the breathe of God
Stretched out limb to limb sky opened up above
Blood moon / starlight
Frozen water that I'm treading on
Spark flame / I march to the grave
Dark cave / arch angels awake
Hot craze / I change with the shape
Star gaze / heart is a maze
Navigated rooms of a thick skull
No windows / womb to tomb where the wind blows
Digging deep through the ruins with a pitchfork
And when I finally came too, I was in for it
Stomach and knees in knot
Energy freeze / it'll thaw / steam in a pot
Time to put the keys in the lock
Not leaving ‘till I can see clean through the fog
Weave in and out between seasons / amnesia
The cycles are endless / I sharpen my spear tip
I've been here before, this is merely survival
On the hunt for, unforgotten dreams that were lost
I am the target on hunt for the weapon
The movement is simple / soon learned to be difficult
Distorted thinking from wishful to dismal
Extremes left me blinded / can't run from diseases we caught
Washed clean
Swelling in the backbone
Ooooooo
Heavy heart, headed back home
Ooooooo
Blue spark in a black hole
Ooooooo
Keys in the lock
Starving for that daylight
Nothing is set in stone
Diggin' my own grave sight
Looking back at the past I know
As it slowly fades right
Through the cracks of unknown / all light
Coulda' been an unseen glow / twilight
Living underneath those bones
Snake can't see when it's shedding skin
That just means that he's ready to strike
A tall entity, like a small enemy
Sees it's all everything
Means that I'm setting my sights
Upon anything
Sinking both teeth / medicine
Spread thin / breathe / thick smoke
Poison / free / heaven is
So deep / deep, we go
Surrounded in a botanical garden with anacondas pirañas
All sorts of immortal monsters to conquer
The blue water is rising higher
The harder I try keep my level head above it
I cut a double edge sword out
Grew / two sets of new horns
Unsettled / new mortar and pestle
Plucking peddles / fill the gut up with edible
Luke warm heavy-metals / build a pedestal
Watch authority crumble into puddles of celestial
Perception nexus / extraterrestrial
Wet / elemental message / guess I'll never know
Wrote / sent a letter home in hopes that I could let 'em know
How I cope with the changes in the whether, its inevitable
Blood in the snow
Standing alone in the cold, clutching a stone
On the hunt to let go / but I know that there's nothing I need
Something I want
No where to go / nothing to hold
Head to the stone / headed home
Head to the stone / headed home
Head to the stone / headed home
Head to the stone / headed home
I hang my…
My head low/ nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
These empty hands stay closed
When it's time to let go
I did what I could to cope / all night
Coulda' been an unseen glow / twilight
Living underneath those bones
Hang my head low
Nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
Looking back at that dusty road
When its time to let go
We did what we could to cope / all night
Coulda' been an unseen glow / twilight
Watch the scenery unfold
Do you know where you are?
Look at the fire
Look at the star
Do you know who we are?
Look at the fire
Look at the star
Head Stone was written by Kristoff Krane.
Head Stone was produced by Graham O’Brien.
Kristoff Krane released Head Stone on Tue Jul 11 2017.
During his interview by Back to The City, Kristoff said of the song:
I was probably about five or six years old, and I was with my Grandpa and my Dad. I was up on the…uh…it’s about 45 minutes North of the city and I was in the woods and it was my great-grandmother’s land
My dad handed me a BB gun...