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credits
released 01 March 2012
Mastered by Taylor Bray at Maple Studios
Except "Astronaut" by Hans DeKline
"This One" & "Cassiopeia" by Kenny McWilliams at Archer Avenue
Artwork by Apartment A.
license
Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.
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- Track Name: The Lovely Few - This One
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Come and tell me why what I want to hear
is so hard to say. What's in it for you?
Just make the words that I'm looking for
if you can afford and your tongue's a sword.
Come and tell me why patience is the thing
you are faithful with to call me on.
Can the heavens be if they’re anything
but good to me?
Come and tell me why what I want to do
still isn’t true. Is it me or you?
I feel the pull of gravity
but the atmosphere keeps resisting me.
Come and tell me which one I should choose.
Is it this one or that one?
I want efficiency
a garden with no watering
See the rainfall golden
feel the heavens movement
celestial bodies
silver and golden
This one and that one
This one or that one
- Track Name: Run Dan Run - Lovesick Animal
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I’ve been a lovesick animal
I admit that I love the taste
I’ve been a glutton all my life
I’ve been a glutton, I’ve been a slave
Always hung up on commitment
Acting as if it pre-existed
You’ve got martyrdom all on your face
Holding expectations of a saint
You’ve been in lust since I know when
When we’re connecting, I am saved
I’ve been a lovesick animal
I admit that I love the taste
I’ve been a lovesick animal
- Track Name: Mr. Jenkins - The Runaround
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Are you tired of the runaround, child?
Are you tired of the runaround?
Because your worn and flaccid posture would suggest that you haven't slept at all in weeks.
And inside there seems to be a light that wants to shine but cannot shine. (And why?)
Won't you be real with me?
Are you tired of the runaround, now?
Are you tired of the runaround?
It could be you and me entangled in an open sea of blankets
but instead you're adding up the calls from boys and girls you're just really not that into anyway.
Come, add it up to me.
- Track Name: Ashley Hopkins - True Enough
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Tell me everything
Your eyes spent all night opening
Searching high and low
They seek asylum in the fields below
But your heart is full of avalanches
Your head is full of obligations
The words wear out before you and I can speak
Through stoplight-cyclings
Death was on the left side hiding
It left no injuries
But now you cover up your suffering
Your heart is full of un-licked stamps
And your head is full of broken glass
The words wear out before you and I can speak
Your heart is ticking tricky answers
Your head is full of stupid questions
You made me believe in the bright side of you
Is it true?
Well it's true enough for me.
Your heart is full of oxygen
And your head is full of common sense
The words wear out before you and I can speak
Your heart is ticking tricky answers
Your head is full of stupid questions
You made me believe in the bright side of you
Is it true?
Well it's true enough for me.
- Track Name: Run Dan Run - Box-Type Love
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Pinned between four walls, little go-betweens and box-types
Learn how to divide, to subtract and how to split ties
Pressed to quick goodbyes and left to trace out fence lines
Pulled at every side by questions kept box tight
To be carried heart side
Box-type love, a box-type love
Pushed against four walls, little in-betweens and box-types
Trace out every scar and pickup after past lives
To straighten up enough to commit to being box-types
Ask love to build a home from a box with only four sides
It doesn't matter the size
Box-type love, a box-type love
- Track Name: Mr. Jenkins - Off The Record
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We don't need to run away just to find a sacred place. We just need to draw the shades; let the sun travel to some other neighbor's backyard window. We could go undercover like some old folks who don't care to know and do away with the smoke screens and dollar signs.
Off the record to hit the mark
To see the ending
Where to start, now
To hold it down
To see the sun come up
To paint the town
Just to get through
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People do. People don't. People won't, but I will ask you to please stand still. What's your name and your number? Write it down on this page. I'll fold it up and keep it close. You might get bored over the Summer in the heat; trading sweat for shade and soggy napkins,
lemonade and other things fit for two like me and you. You and me, we could be...
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We could be so happy if we tried to be.
- Track Name: The Lovely Few - Cassiopeia
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A white tiger, no one can compare to me
It’s effortless, I am just the seated queen
In the heavens you overheard my boasting mouth
black tortoise shell, my secrets are pouring out
The purple forbidden, I had to have a little peek
My daughter suffers, giving her up to the deep
Now I’m waiting in the shadow
Everything will come to light
Though I will be consumed surely
I am tired of the night
I don’t want to feel the darkness of space
- Track Name: Ashley Hopkins - History Is Over
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Now that history is over
We can comfort the defenses of our lovers
We can stroll along the wreckage
Of the markets, hand in hand
I felt your absence
When the weight of the world was still turning
But now that history is over
we'll make up for all the darkness in each other
Light up a common revival
Of evening recitals to mourn our losses
I felt your absence
With the demands of the day always calling
But now there's time
To watch the satellites falling
I remember that black cloud
Raining down onto ashes of urban towns
The burning concrete, wasn't it lovely?
Farewell to the dying city
Now that history is over
We won't have to wait for
Another savior to inform us
We no longer have to die for
The illustration of a metaphor
I felt your absence
When the fate of the world was divided
But the wars are finished
And the wrongs have been righted
I remember that black cloud
Raining down onto ashes of urban towns
The burning concrete, wasn't it lovely?
Farewell to the dying city
And listen, heaven knows how it will all go
I remember that black cloud
Raining down onto ashes of urban towns
The burning concrete, wasn't it lovely?
Farewell to the dying city
- Track Name: Run Dan Run - Cut-Outs
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Circumstances now have got you talking in circles.
They incriminate your vows and 'x' your eyes
And never let you down as they hold you at the throat
At the end of every rope, you know
What it means to be cut out, cut up, cut off
Circumstances now have got you breathing in past tense
Retracing your footsteps in hopes you'll find
A savior that can tell you if you even have a soul
Or a rope on which to hang your hopes
Just to find, Just to know
You find, you know
What it means to be cut out, cut up, cut off
- Track Name: Mr. Jenkins - Where Do We Go Now?
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There's not a lot of light left
But that's okay because
You were born an improviser
And who's to say you can't
Burn a forest with a lighter
Or feed a small family
You were always a fighter
Here comes the rain again
When all you see are stop signs
It's hard to tell which way is right
And you're not as young as you think
But that's okay, we'll improvise
On a time machine or something
To warn yourself not to fall for
Somebody who's a dreamer
Or anyone who resembles me
(meow meow meow)
Where do we go now?
(here comes the rain again)
- Track Name: Ashley Hopkins - Glass & Chalk
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Mason jar, popscicle,
Klonopin and adderall
Pour it down the drain again
Smokestack, sailboat sinking
Keychain in the bathroom stall
What was I thinking?
I must have been drinking.
Razor on the bookshelf sleeping
Stay at home to climb the walls
Or pass out in the rain again
Oh crazy things I've been thinking
Rinse it out with red label
I must have been dreaming
It should have been nice
To race towards a road to fall down
Must have gone out looking for trouble
I found you out on the sidewalk
Broken glass and chalk
Powder on the table slipping
Stains of terror on the wall
Begging for some quiet time
Like coffee on the backporch sipping
Common sense and good advice
I should have been dreaming
It would have been nice
To race towards a road to fall down
Must have gone out looking for trouble
I found you out on the sidewalk
Broken glass and chalk
- Track Name: The Lovely Few - Astronaut
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Up above the clouds I could see you but I don’t look down
Listening for you I could hear you but I hear every sound
I am just a raindrop, I am just and astronaut
I am just the one who loves you though we are apart
You call and I will send postcards from wherever I go
We both see the lightning, do not close your eyes baby
The stories I could tell you, they are very hard to believe
But that’s no excuse the sky is really blue
I feel something much like gravity pulling me to you
I want to set my feet on something true
I saw the dinosaurs and ghosts coming up through the floor
So take care of my brother, take care of your sister please
All this time away it is passing so very slow so slowly
Four months four thousand years or four days
it does not make a difference to me it’s the same
where you are it where I want ot be
I feel the tug and the pull strings back to you green and blue
everything starts over new with you
I am just a raindrop, I am just an astronaut