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With defenses so refined from
Hearts they have outgrown so many times
That love looks too far to fall
Will it matter if they’re rendered helpless
If once invincible they still focus
On scars they cannot recall
Misfortunate enough to know what is right
When every memory lost is a welcome change
Missing the future again
Wearing their scars like a full second-skin
Unaware of where the past left off
Or the present begins
Each day starting over missing the future
Discarding recollections believing
It is only safe whenever they are moving
Hydroplaning under the radar daydreaming
Journeying wearing blinders sleeping in boxcars
Dying to make lasting impressions continuously
Saving up to appear enlightened endlessly
Harboring tribulation aimlessly
Searching for closure elsewhere instinctively
With a portion for friends and a fortune for others
Unfortunately they have no room for lovers
Swimming and pursued by uncertain seas
With uncertainty all around
From years spent learning indifference
They don’t know what it is they have found
With experiences stretching out in every direction
Reflection only gets in the way
Slowing down to take in shallow breaths
They’re struggling just to stay above the wavesperformance:jason harvey: bass guitar
david beck: drums
mohadev bhattacharyya: guitar
jon beal: keyboards | voice
composition/production:jon beal: composition | recording
david beck: composition
mohadev bhattacharyya: composition | recording
jason harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording
extra composition/production:dennis harvey: mastering | mixing
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file_downloadIt has the power to render its wearer invisibilbo.performance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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mouthing words only to break up uncomfortable pauses
between handshakes
make sure you never sweat or break eye contact
or hesitate
when you know what you want
geronimo says
take off your boots and jump into the bed
make sure you never get out of his head
keep the alarm set to eastern time
reach up and slap the shit out of the callout box
floating above my head
slap the number sign
slap the dollar sign
slap the exclamation point
geronimo says
have seven drinks and take off all your clothes
be sick in the john and still smell like a rose
pass out at dinner and stumble home
geronimo says
let your words come out distorted and vague
hiding the fact that you've nothing to say
check your pulse and
check your wallet
stamp your stats on
your forehead
8:30
too early
kill time with the DJ
tight leather
wife beater
nipple rings and crew cut
don't worry
they love you
they leave you standing there
drink in hand
get out while you can
check your pulse and
check your wallet
stamp your stats on
your forehead
geronimo says
drown out the static with headphones and hands
scream through your teeth but issue no demands
sit there and suffer in agony
geronimo says
break up a family and steal all the men
wash off your hands and then do it again
polish your halo and make it shineperformance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
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performance:jason harvey: bass guitar | voice
michael ambro: guitar | voice
paul ambro: guitar | voice
dennis harvey: keyboards | noises | percussion | voice
composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:composition/production:jon beal: composition
jason harvey: composition
omran shafique: composition
dennis harvey: composition
This track is a live performance or was recorded in one take.
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performance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition | mixing | recording
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition | mixing | recording
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production
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performance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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FUCK TRUMP AND HER NEO-NAZI SLUMBER PARTYperformance:matthew mccrary: guitar | voice
dennis harvey: drums
composition/production:matthew mccrary: composition | lyrics
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | noises
composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
notes:... and ran through the robo-hood, trying to figure out where to head next. It was time for a switch-case-break, like the nerd types down at the station used to say - had to narrow down the options and figure out which one fit. But something pulled at me: a voice. A female voice. I could feel it tugging at my mind, two memories at once - the spiffy dame who brought me the case, and the same face in a golden wood, with pointed ears and a voice like melted butter. That voice pulled me through robo-hood, getting louder and louder ...