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Keeping Appearances
03:34
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I’m writing home
I know it’s late
Invisible, the ink in my well
Just as well
Each Fall - pressing on - mistake time - for battles we’ve won
The hood on this peregrine
Is wearing thin
In Keeping appearances I need tougher skin
I pulled a thread
I should have learned But what’s that piece on starting a fire
And getting burned?
Each Fall - pressing on - mistake time - for fun
Until - someone’s wise - writes me off - I’m undone
The hood on this peregrine
Is wearing thin
In Keeping appearances I need tougher skin
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2. |
Shifting States
02:40
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I was brought up on rich land by good men
They had earned all their stripes and scars while waging all their wars
Had they ever stopped,
Had they ever asked themselves
Was life worth living on your father’s path
Which had killed the grass and left
Its mark on everything
So Go be what you want
Go be who you are
Don’t fight in someone else’s war
When there’s nothing owed to anybody else
Go be who you are
Don’t fight in someone else’s war
Knowing all you’ve done, you’ve done it for yourself
I sought education and traveled around
‘Til I found my own wiseman
Who said “you’d better listen, son,
Doing what you love Am
Can be how you live without it
Being a living
Don’t ever slow down, shouldn’t go and float about, cuz you won’t have learned a thing”
Go be who you are
Don’t fight someone else’s war
When there’s nothing owed to anybody else
Go be who you are
Don’t fight someone else’s war
Know that all you’ve done, every single step: you’ve taken On Your Own
Sin in selfishness is so fucking overblown
There’s so much more in the world than
What You’re Shown
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3. |
Failing Up
03:03
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4. |
What I’d Remembered
04:00
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I know this place
Hardly beyond being familiar space -
and though it’s strange,
I know that I’ve been here.
How long had it been?
How many years since I’d seen your face? -
not what it was,
But what I’d remembered.
We began reminiscing
And you said that you’d missed me
As I wished wistfully
It never had occurred.
I hadn’t been curious from where you’d returned -
or why you had left us in the first place.
You told me you had heard
our catalog, all the songs that we’d authored -
you said you were proud and that you admired them
We went on reminiscing
You again said you’d missed me
As I wished wistfully
Every time I had been here
It had only set me back
What a gift to embrace you,
Even just as memories firing synapse
Should I let it lie?
Should I be thankful and content?
Should I pick it apart
And figure out what my brain meant?
How long had it been?
How many years since I’d seen your face? -
not what it was, but what I’d remembered.
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5. |
SFCA
03:12
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Where’s my town?
Did the city sell all of its blood off just to spite itself?
Is it dying? Is it limping along?
Everyone acting like there’s nothing wrong.
How do we support ourselves
when concern for wealth is greater than concern for your own neighbor’s health?
I don’t want a handout,
just a hand up when a few of us are taking hand over fist.
I love you, but I think you know San Francisco
Oh my god, have you seen my new piece?
I think that the artist is somewhere back east.
It cost a fortune and I think it shows,
but god what a shame that the city closed down another venue
every other day. People moving in next door said it’s too noisy
I love you, but I think you know San Francisco
Goodbye home. Blowing in the wind. Where will I fit back in?
Just my luck. It’s perfect timing when everybody loves to hate a Californian.
I love you, but I’ve gotta go San Francisco
You know - I’ve got to go
You know - San Francisco
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6. |
Really Truly
03:50
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Why - don’t we pry
When we claim to care?
Where’s the invisible line?
Are we certain it’s beyond repair?
Lo - melancholia
As if no one even knew
Present - as it’s always been
It’s acknowledgment too much to bear
You’re the only one at home
And you find yourself alone
Will you call me on the phone?
Hey - can we talk about
How we all ignore our glaring frailty?
Don’t toe the line.
Pull the veil back.
Redefining masculinity
You’re the only one at home
And you find yourself alone
Will you call me on the phone?
I’ll be throwing out a line
When you’re all the way inside
And you’ve really truly tried
I’ll be throwing out a line
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7. |
It’s Fine, I’m Fine
03:07
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Oh my god, he has his mother’s eyes
Look at you: my undeserved prize
Would you hold him? Would you kiss him?
Would you love his smile?
Oh my baby, pretty baby. Ever be my child.
But where would you exist
in a world such as this?
Oh well, I guess it’s fine.
What of all the things I aspire to?
Put them off and never see them through?
When I was young, I could only think of myself
Now I’m older, not much different, even as I lose my health
But where would you exist?
In a world such as this?
Am I a pragmatist,
Or am I selfish?
Oh well, I guess it’s fine.
Somebody figure out
Why do we move ourselves about?
I’ll not conceive a life in doubt.
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8. |
23
03:04
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That’s all that I heard
The wind pulled a tree down on a line with nobody there
Its destruction’s absurd
Must I watch it burn?
an orange sky
It’s the sleepless nights
Devastation called on high
I cower each fall
When earthquakes were all that I used to worry for
Will the world still turn?
Must I watch it burn?
an orange sky
It’s the sleepless nights
Devastation called on high
Turn - will the world turn
When I’m gone - will it burn?
Burn - will it burn
When I’m gone - will the world turn?
It’s an orange sky (turn)
It’s the sleepless nights (burn)
Devastation on high (turn)
Devastation on high
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9. |
A Path
03:32
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Dear apathy,
Who is the ghost in front of me?
The world mistakes
Moxie and hate for gallantry
Bring me a mirror
is there blood on my hands? wake up, good luck
if you don’t take a stand
Effort and sense
Progress requires your fingerprints
i’ll give it a voice
as much of the world is silenced
Bring me a mirror
is there blood on my hands? wake up, good luck
if you don’t take a stand
Dear apathy, step aside. Hey empathy, who am I?
wake up, get fucked If you won’t stand up
Hey empathy, who am I?
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10. |
Silence is what Lasts
03:07
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Bless - every brief exchange and passing conversation
Bless - every knowing glance that’s shared between two strangers -
And every acknowledgment therein.
Give - every care to any thought that you’d not mention
Give - every joke you tell and resulting laugh your time
Remembering silence is what lasts
Life is only what we know
Before we don’t
Before we don’t
Bless - every moment that I lose concern for failing
Breeze - can become the wind before subsiding.
This is the cycle that I’m in.
Life is only what we know
Before we don’t
Before we don’t
Weeks go on
Time won’t cease to pass
Windows melt
Making sand of glass
Bless - every melody and lyric that I’ve written
as every one could be my last
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Trebuchet Petaluma, California
Many years of studying and working on various other musical projects together have afforded its members a strong musical chemistry: one that has helped them achieve a level of honesty on their second album, Volte-Face, which reflects the two years of drastic change in the life of lyricist Eliott Whitehurst that inspired it. ... more
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