Four songs recorded live in a room on January 31st, 2015.
credits
released 20 February 2015
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Jeremy Tappero at Pound Sound Studios.
Artwork by Sara Legel.
Lyrics-
Overcast:
Youāre free to leave whenever you feel the need. Iāll walk the 30 miles home while youāre asleep alone. Iām not bringing you flowers or an apology; Iām bringing a box for all my things.
If you havenāt let me down already I promise youāll find away
Iāll be around I spin counter-clock-wise. I had to mentally prepare myself not to drink the entire bottle of wine, because I take the things I think Iāve earned. Itās vital to dwell on all my mistakes cause I donāt understand the tone my voice makes. Itās not worth the risk of not flinching. Donāt save me from my perspective and your empty hand
I just hope that no one sees me like this, Iām pretty sure they all just did. But the sky is kind to me, there is no clouds in my sky.
Hallowed:
I feel the weight of regret; I donāt feel the weight of being alive yet. All I feel are smoke and mirrors as I rebuild what was left of me. All I could do was be alone with you. It didnāt concern the words more hollow then the skull they pass through. And the hell I go through doesnāt compare to the weight of simply passing through this life alone. Iām secluded from everyone I know. I am home when Iām free to roam. You wouldnāt know. You really would have known.
I did all I could do but I couldnāt fix you. And now that youāre gone I have to carry on. But these scars remind me that my best wasnāt good enough. You wouldnāt know.
Itās got to all be in my head. Or am I just too much of a fool to recognize the depth of what you said. Itās haunting; itās shaking me to my core. I donāt want to be afraid of you anymore.
I am home when Iām free to roam you wouldnāt know. You really would have known. All I could do was pray alone to you but my words are more hollow then the heavens they pass through.
It takes everything in me not to choke on my words because my prayers taste like poison and my apathy will kill me. Donāt empathize, I wonāt apologize. I feel the weight of regret and everything you put me through. You wouldnāt know.
Lotus Sutra:
Let the falling snow bury me. Let it cover me and wash me. The chill in the air was shaped by the words I wish I couldnāt hear but the air was clear. I canāt feel anything you want me to feel because I canāt hear any tones integrity.
The ice didnāt melt when I saw the way it felt being trapped with the cards you were dealt. It didnāt feel like being held. I let the snow thaw and the trees bear fruit while my body feeds the earth and drinks the morning dew. I canāt watch over you.
Iām not reflected in your eyes. Youāre not the shadow in mine. When I turn and walk away I want you to do the same. Itās water over me but I walked out on the lake anyway just to drown in your cold wake. I canāt watch over you.
Iād sleep much better if I knew he wasnāt prodigal and my name is not wasting away. I bet itās the words I couldnāt say that kept me at bay. It kept me at bay.
Fleeting:
Lessons learned through burn holes in my sleeves wonāt let me figure out how to leave. Itās the corners of smiles that leak words meant to be left for more desperate times than these. Itās the corners of rooms left locked and unseen by me. I have my own reasons for spreading myself thin. I need to remain passively involved in everything.
Iām feeling more and more at home when I am left alone. I can feel your eyes blushing my face. I can see your tail lights and Iām fine. The rain can cure me with time and I know your eyes can darken the sky.
Iāve been losing track of time Iāve spent waiting on the sun to rise. My eyes never close because Iām filling my mind with your tail lights and Iām fine. But you donāt approve of whatās on my mind. Such eyes see me dig up the feet Iāve planted. My mind is willing my body needs the rain because the rain is religious.
The rain wonāt come unless youāre crying and I wonāt stop until I hear lighting. The feeling of starting over is fleeting when I am sober.