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August 2017

Tracklist:
1. Time Stopped Just For Me (3:35)
2. Level The Land (1:39)
3. I Thought I Was Saint Catherine (2:33)
4. The Prophet (2:54)
5. Eavesdroppers Step Quietly (4:02)
6. Time/Talk (0:25)
7. Dear Charlotte (4:03)
8. Digits (3:09)
9. His Obsessions (3:04)
10. Score (1:39)
11. How To Look Taller (2:11)
12. I'll Wait For You (1:43)

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Lyrics:

Time Stopped Just For Me
He's got no depth perception, we've got no place to hide
I've got no way to cover myself, my nerves are all untied
My head is running in front of me, I chase it all the way home
Everyone says I'm wasting time, they all think I don't know
He just sits there holding his jaw, but sometimes I swear I can see the future
I wish those birds would learn a new song, cause this one's the same thing over and over
At this point I'll do anything to keep myself together
Time stopped just for me and I'll live forever
Pacing in front of the station, looking for something new
He thinks everyone is in love with him, he thinks that I am too
He just sits there holding his jaw but sometimes I swear I can see the future
I wish those birds would learn a new song cause this one's the same thing over and over
At this point I'll do anything to keep myself together
Time stopped just for me and I'll live forever

Level The Land
I'm an aimless bystander and they visit my dreams
I pray to alien gods, I leave nothing to guess
I can't shape my thoughts to fit through my teeth
So just tell me, tell me if they don't make sense
I'm your go-to optimist and I waste no time
I'm your televangelist, I have nothing to hide
I sleep on the roof so they'll know where to find me
Don't you think it looks like me, oh, don't you think it looks like me?
Something heavy will fall through the sand, cover the town, level the land
Desert structures follow the plan, one day they'll fall, level the land
Repulsive patterns that no one can see marking the ground like some kind of disease
Try to forget what we saw by the trees, don't you think it looks like me?

I Thought I Was Saint Catherine
I thought I was Saint Catherine, I thought I was divine
I thought it was my mission, I waited for a sign
'Cause nothing gets you in until you leave yourself behind
I hear it's worth it in the end
I hid inside my mind cell, I waited for my ring
I made my life a holy hell, I gave up everything
'Cause comfort is a sin so I stick feathers down my throat
It's worth it when you're there
Y'know self-loathing is still self-obsession
Saintly doesn't make it sane, but they'll still follow you
I thought I was Saint Catherine, sometimes I still do
'Cause nothing gets you in until you leave yourself behind
You'll see, it's worth it in the end
(Blessing or compulsion, could be sacred or demonic)
(Is misery a miracle, are we righteous or just neurotic?)

The Prophet
She's a would-be prophet but it's much too late to be chewing on the bones of a martyred saint
And she'll take your questions if you catch her off guard, so I run to meet her at the gate
She says: "I miss home, but that's alright, 'cause that's not what I'm after.
Everything is so much fun, thank god it doesn't matter.
And if I turn to you and my intentions aren't quite clear.
Tell me I remind you of someone else, that's the best thing I could hear."
One night I was walking and I saw an old friend and her face was exactly the same
She smiled politely and she spoke like a stranger as she asked me how I knew her name
You'll stare at the sun and you'll like the weather and you'll run far ahead but you won't feel better
You'll think for yourself and you'll let go gladly and you'll get what you want but you won't be happy
I'm so glad to see you, so damn glad to see you, I'm so glad

Eavesdroppers Step Quietly
Each word you say just hangs dead in the air and I wake myself up every time that I speak
I keep my voice low so my point isn't clear, I keep the door closed so the neighbors don't hear
You went to bed cause there's nothing to do, it's cold and it's almost tomorrow
I'm tired of having to cover my thoughts and I lost the coat that I borrowed
When I get up at night I don't turn on the light 'cause I know this place, I've stayed here a while
I'm walking home and I'm counting my bones
And I don't make a sound 'cause eavesdroppers step quietly
I swear all the streets are misnumbered and this lot wasn't here on the way
And the sky is too light for this time of the night but I'm in no hurry, I'll stop to recover
I sit with myself and I think of my cells and how I will never control them
I wish I could at least see them
I'll stare through the fog till my eyes have adjusted and then I'll get up, I swear I'll get up
but now infrared visions are flooding the sky and however I try I just can't look away
I saw myself hanging in front of my desk trying to look apathetic while I pulled all my hair out
The only one here with an ear and a plan keep yourself near with a rock in your hand
The neighbors are watching a horror movie, that's what I hear through the walls
And those hands on their window are only the trees and that smoke is just smog from the refinery
A girl down the block calls somebody a liar, she throws something out the car window
Before it had time to steal 3 am's silence, light fell from above and now everything's quiet
She hears all my thoughts on her radio-mind so I cover my head with the ground to my face
But machines in the sky send the frequency higher
till dogwhistle chimes echo all through the neighborhood
Now it's all clear and my mind disappears when I let the last ring take me over
I lay in the grass and I think of the past and I feel the light wrap up my shoulders
I hope I don't get too much older
And when lights from the sky come to carry me home, I'll be sure to leave you something

Time/Talk
[instrumental]

Dear Charlotte
Sometimes I remember this song that I've heard
Hadn't listened too close, but now I know every word
And I'm tired of waiting 'cause it all stays the same
But you tell me you love me so I better not change
Charlotte, you're over and your secrets are known
But I'd like to keep mine, or else I'll be all alone
I know that I'm happy and I know what I want
I take what they give me, poison or not
I found her wearing my old clothes, wandering the catacombs
She lifts her head and stares with doubt, falling to her knees she shouts:
"Please show me how to tell apart what's right and what is comfortable"
It's best to leave it all unknown, 'cause things make more sense when they don't
They'll visit like familiar dreams, or someone else's memories
Not worth going out because nothing feels real like a movie does
The change of plans was a good decision, I'm not in the mood for a holy vision
Those tickets he sells me are worth every kick
My compliance is endless and my mind makes me sick
He keeps me too close and I don't know his aim
But he says that he loves me so I better not change

Digits
I'd like to be self sufficient
I try to reproduce by cutting off digits
and if I knew I could survive without them
I would cut off a finger every day
and leave it out in the snow
for the visitors
Strobing I saw it move one frame at a time
that nauseating flicker from behind my eyes behind the field
behind the way-too-many rocks above me
with lumps like taste buds crowding the surface
in 67 reflections all round my head
and shapes where the sun would set
open like faucets and spill light all over our new home
Flashbacks to tomorrow keep me up all night
those dreams of forgotten spit from last time
cause they don't write songs for the one who loves less
and the house is a wreck and your clothes are on the floor
eating away at the paint like bile
I could see why you wouldn't wear them anymore
I am completely self sufficient
I reproduce by cutting off digits
and I know they can survive without me
so every day I cut off a finger
and I leave it in the snow
in that certain place I go
to meet the visitors

His Obsessions
Static noise and former joys that cover up your eyes
Pray on some complacent dream to feel good all the time
Take the pieces you found and arrange them on the floor
Or make it clear that all your words mean nothing anymore
Leave a ribbon 'round the radio and that look across your face
The fears you left out by the field are soon to be replaced
With thoughts that run in circles as you pretend to sleep
At night you're blinded wide awake, they're far too bright to keep
What made his wish so empty besides his selfish aim?
He slept all through his time and mind, he planned his life away
Pick up your perscriptions, admit that you exist
Sometimes you gotta give in and see a specialist
You never spoke with sober eyes, you never could sit still
You stare out like you're taking notes, your plans go unfulfilled
Sometimes he likes to join them, he comes down from the hill
Finds patterns in the nonsense, forgets his own free will
Signals, static voices, constellations, what could they mean?

Score
[instrumental]

How To Look Taller
I've been thinking about the time
We sat up on your roof
But this is purely conditional
I need the proof
You told me that we would leave nothing behind
You said that good weather was easy to find
I'm glad that I met you now that this is through
Forget all the things that I said that I'd do
I walk beside you
You walk alone

I'll Wait For You
Find you in some long-lost desert
I'll follow the same old sand
Remember the way to the ship
Draw a map on my hand
I'll wait for the sound of your boots
Against the gravel by my window
I'll sleep in front of the headlights
Lay out here in the snow
You'll find me in some car wreck
You'll find me in my old room
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you
Meet you somewhere else
See you somewhere else
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you