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1.
Indigo 04:52
I only consume myself. I only breath the air in our home. I assume the days will gather and blur, and I assume that the days will move and develop. Today, the morning is long There is a space, a vacuum that’s pulling from the inside I long for a terrible crash on my lawn Maybe then I can breath We only lie to ourselves We only speak when we have something to say We assume responsibility for our things Take strong measures to ensure that We only lie to ourselves. Today, the morning is long There is a space, a vacuum that’s pulling from the inside I long for a road to go down and away Maybe then I can breath
2.
There’s danger inside the cave, somewhere a blue-green glow, explore at your own expense, senses at high defense. There’s only a few ways to go, the sides seem to close right in, we’re wondering how to proceed, keep moving the light blends in
3.
Pettygrove 03:22
I’ll fall asleep when things get rough, I’m just going to fall asleep if it gets too tough Wherever I happen to be, there’s a cabin in me, Whatever I happen to do, nothing punctures through And I’ll call you out-side of the Pettygrove, You didn’t hear me out-side of the Pettygrove, I used to know, a few people though, I think it was, just illusion cause I’ll pick a fight, just to say that I did Yeah, I’ll pick a fight and tell everybody I did The sun will strike under the morning light, You are surrounded by a cloud of dust turned light And the bright white sheets spread out about your feet, I can almost see you there, a room in the old Saint Claire.
4.
Frozen 04:20
Rain is soaking the ground And the houses are falling down the hills It’s a trade-off Nature may bring you back in Rolling and tumbling Roll and tumbling down, down, down. Blew the wilderness off The pictures had warped all the trees in the woods It’s a trade-off Nature may bring you back in Camera is capturing Camera is set to freeze, freeze, freeze. It’s not like it’s supposed to be It’s not part of the plan And who are you? Through and through? Are you what you keep in?
5.
All the things that you walk by, all that’s here is bound to die. crumpled leaves they wither and fold, just to see the branch get cold. With winter comes a tidal wave, the front is new The blanket saves, the moan you hear in the dead of night But it’s not night, it’s day Chorus rings a temple of stones, the moss has come to bring it home The songs they sing arranged to spell, the myths that grow around this well Rope it down twenty hands tall The bucket fills and clanks the walls Pulling up the iron squeals, the bucket’s not full enough
6.
Fell a trance to the hole, the entrance to the hole It was leading bodies in, and taking further down Unlike the animal, his head beneath the brush Burrows with his claws My mind was aching thin, wallowed reeds in the marsh There are certain times to speak out, slow and dark and harsh And you’ll know just what I mean when you see it for yourself Fell asleep for the night, pull away to lour it out Gold flecked eyes near the brush, an amber wave through hickory land Its as mild as a morning mind, light as leaves on grass When the hard wind blows soft Hurry on, Hurry on, Hurricane, Hurricane My mind was aching thin, wallowed reeds in the marsh There are certain times to speak out, slow and dark and harsh And you’ll know just what I mean when you see it for yourself
7.
Glass Lake 04:26
The mountain turned like a top on the ground, the clouds they moved below Colors flying in the air, the land begins to glow Glass lake breaking, mountain making it glow Black moon moving with the sun over the sky, and the clouds they move below Cold air burning the skin of the nose, no blood there does flow Glass lake breaking, mountain making it glow Smoke rings calling, a distant holler echo Thick black fur Dark brown eyes The iris is a cave But inside it’s warm Alone in the wilderness, overcome by immenseness starvation starts to grow Galaxies bleeding through black sky vision dissolve to infinite snow In this moment, I felt above myself Snow was my thoughts scattered along the trail Piling on drifts and covering windows and doors
8.
Beach Burn 04:15
Lay right down, but stand your ground Dig in your heels, into the sand The winds will start, with a gentle breeze Dig in your heels, within the sand This breeze will blow grains in your eyes When it comes, it’ll take you away The eye isn’t here, anticipation and fear Tides swell up with the motion of waves Your feet come undone The beach is a gun that’s shooting round and round and round
9.
Fire 03:30
Are you as burned as the wood on the walls? Would you know if you were? These are promises still left to give You slowly start burning Where was everyone when I came home? Were they out in their yards Arranging seeds into works of art You couldn't know why. A tower of ash that’s ready to fall A solid branch to blown sediments These are promises behind the wall Where you were left smoldering Long after the fire’s gone out You are sure to return.

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released November 2, 2012

Christopher Buckingham - Vocals, Guitars
Ryan Harrold - Bass
Tee Jay Minich - Drums, Percussions
Brittany Sahatjian - Trumpet, Accordion, Melodica

Brenna Sahatjian - Cello on Glass Lake
Jun Hatayama - Drums on Glass Lake

Recorded and mixed by Christopher Buckingham at Shotgun House Studios.
Mastered at Stereophonic by Timothy Stollenwerk.

CD Face art, “Bariloche" and CD packaging art, “Opal Creek” are acrylic paintings by Kendra Larson.
www.kendralarson.com

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