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released June 21, 2016

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Track Name: Virtues
Kindness
Patience
Read it on your forehead
Kindness
Patience
Read it on the ceiling

Cool wind blowing
Goes straight to my head
Right hand holding
Left hand wants you dead

I want it
Time worn tells the truth
I bought it
Rain fell on your roof
So sit down
Listen to worn trees
I’m worthless
Wounded shaking knees

I want it
Time worn tells the truth
I bought it
Rain fell on your roof

And you have to salt the wound
Track Name: The Ballad of Ned Stark
Tattooed life
I could swear your honor
I watched him die

Fragile eyes
Showed me you were trying
For an ideal life
But you could not hold time

What you wanted
Time took from you
Writhing body
Eyes turned toward the sky
Track Name: Broken Vessel
Garrett:
It starts with a spark, a flicker, a flash,
and quickly erupts into
flames.
I wish we could have been together to see how bright the sky would become.
Then you could feel my joy as I watch the light pour from your eyes.

I will meet you in the field. I will face you in the field.

Lonely, distraught, locked deep in thought.
Why would we hide so much of ourselves?
Searching for life in the back of our minds.
I hope we don't find traces of our lies to remind us of how important it was.
Searching for life in the back of our minds


Jim:
Shield your eyes
Can’t move forward
All your life
Held your breath through your sighs

I could see your house burn
Brightly
It helped to light my way home
I’m sorry

My God the sun’s become
The taker
Moon become my reaper
Destroy all

I will meet you in the field
I will face you in the field

Feed the cutter
Fields of clutter
My sight is busted
Maladjusted

Searching for life in the back of our minds
Track Name: The Tension in This Room Builds Like an Hourglass
Jim:
The tension
Lost form seeking its shape
Digression
Treading water until it’s too late
Suspension
Arms are breaking under the weight

Garrett:
Saturating me until I'm buried up to my ears.
I can't afford not to hear.
I saw your life, wound up so tight. Is it safe to say that you'll always stay at your house?
At your house
At your house
At your house.
Track Name: A Change in the Winds That Leaves us in Irons
Jim:
Told your tale
I heard that you were suffering
I did not listen

Sun on my back
The city worn
Blood  on my back
The city sighs

Garrett:
Told your tale, so stop waiving your arms.
I know you're tired and scared of the dark but the night is rolling in and we've been sitting still for far too long. You thought it was alright to set off on course with no direction from stars.
Don't you see where we are?
This time I think I've lost my mind. I visioned us alive not just a waste of time.
The sun had sucked you dry and when the waves crashed in to dissolve your soul all they found was a hole.
I thought you were alright but you wore it out.
Track Name: Seven Minutes
Jim:
Synapse broken
A lighthouse in water
Words they stutter
Face the other

Have to sit here and watch you tie your shoe
Have to sit here watch you sing your blues

Calm wind
Take me to your room
Circumstance
Face the bitter soon
No remorse
Show me all of your gloom
Quietly
Take me to your room

You’re the creepiest in this light

Garrett:
I've experienced this all before in different lights, different times, with different outcomes.
I know all the possibilities but I can't for the life of me remember which ones we're smiling.
A hundred and twenty three tiles on the ceiling or at least that's as far as you'll ever let me get.
Do I have to sit here and watch you tie your shoes?
Okay, you have my attention.
Do I have to sit here and hear you sing your blues?
You'll reach up to draw back your blinds.
Let the street lights shine in and watch our silhouettes dance on the walls.
You're creepiest in this light when your face doesn't match your shadow.
You're creepiest in this light when your face doesn't match your shadow.
You're creepiest in this light.