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1.
home 01:45
i struck up a match, and i lit up a firecracker in your eyes ignite, and ascend the snowy sky try to be quiet, like we're lying if this is all you came to be, i'll throw myself into your grave; home will never be the same touch me, and cast off my wintry cloak suspend this sober sense of cold you and i rearranged catalogs, casting our lines into the holes if this is all you came to be, i'll throw myself into your grave; home will never be the same again
2.
miss you today; solid black rain came from the sky a hand on your vest, a radio address came from the sky i had you in color, something i lost in the covers please don't rehearse your name i hide in your clothes, the cracks in your toes will be just fine the temperature calls for morphine, and fall will be on time in postcards, every pause, in light-up matches and mattresses, watching your eyes repeat the curves in your back, a similar jacket on some face remember the cars, and pushing quite hard? outside, the rain
3.
fugitive 03:53
you're sleep-dancing, good morning jess with a sexy hand, an old nightgown dress why won't you stay one more mile away from your desk lamps, and your dresser drawers? we melt ice cubes with our teeth; on a southbound train, i will coax you east why won't you give, my dear fugitive? i'm not asking you to come home but, would you please come home? i realize that you and me is a worn-out crowd in a dying breed but don't fault me if i might ask you this i could need you, would you please come home? why won't you come home? why won't you give, my dear fugitive? i'm not asking you to come home why won't you give, my dear fugitive? i'm not asking you to come home, but would you please come home?
4.
caroline 03:17
laughing in your sunday school dress you know you looked so cool making sure your pants and your shoes matched i was only four-foot high, waiting for my older ride spying through my cape and my side-eyes don't you think that if we escaped, our lives might be better than just going to school? and caroline, i will wrap up my life like a gift, and i'll give it to you to caroline, just you we can hide in bathing suits, in the 90's, home with you i'm the one who wants to protect you would it make you laugh if i wore my tie on the wrong side? or should i just stick to my class lines? and don't you think that if we escaped, our lives might be better than just going to school? and caroline, i will wrap up my life like a gift, and i'll give it to you to caroline, just you
5.
time flies in meaningful lives drink the morning dew the coast and a communist asshole i hope you refuse i'm all mirrors, my coffee is bitter too remember your senses, your gravity, the scale of the moon half of the monday's gone to blinking, a mouth on the phone is hinting and breathing facts, an awful attack the tv is singing flats, the personals have no regrets, the last time i saw you, i was home home for a moment, it's pouring i wait for you to co-write our novel, or at least, the heroine whose heart breaks, a moment to wake up and paint eyes blue i wish you were more than a memory, a face on the news half of the monday's gone to blinking, a mouth on the phone is hinting and breathing facts, an awful attack the tv is singing flats, the personals have no regrets, the last time i saw you, i was home if there's a chance to say to look at our lives, listen jay the moment i saw you, i was home
6.
harmonium 02:55
no, i won't sleep at night of course, you know i might "if you ask me to, i'll stay with you": acrimonious aside, hollow warning, a lie and every damn day, in our harmonium, another chance to love her, another chance to leave her i'm telling you that's the way i know (decide) i want to know your worst at least, i want you first in the back, an old bear trap a lonely ankle falling open like a larva overflowing with bad luck and if you won't give up on our harmonium the holidays will haunt us, the melodies prolong us i'm telling you that's the way i know (decide)
7.
sign me up, i'm able stuff me in the box that's labelled "i will vote for no one but you- and hope you lose" hope you lose miscued your umbrella? suffered papers, stacked manila? i ask, of course, to burst at your seams- but if you leave, if you leave framed you, i repayed you are we online? the cold, it snuffed you as i stood above you (you have to let me go) late for work or something? april sunday, thanks for nothing apart from all the candor and games i'm the same i'm the same run me down your navel push me through your wires and cables sing "i will vote for no one but you- hope you lose" hope you lose
8.
you, what did you catch? i hardly think that you've got plans, lying in your bedroom standing up i'm standing down, would you call me please? wear something elegant a single rose in your bouquet sticking out as if to say "okay, i miss your face, would you call me please?" bleeding the grace from your open waist now, hallelujah on a strangers face, i'd hate for you to grow into a real-life carnival ride if you want to know, i'll ask you why oh, why? are you still up north? the winter is an old cliche peeking through the cracks in windowpanes are you awake? would you call me please? the moon is just a rock and funny how the textbooks say love and science are just one, the same i just can't stay, i just can't stay i hate that things happened this way bleeding the grace from your open waist now, hallelujah on a strangers face, i'd hate for you to grow into a real-life carnival ride if you want to know, i'll ask you
9.
how much longer will this month last? a note for your troubles, a note for your past echoes on and on, doorbells ring i won't let them bother us, i won't let them sing i know it's not much, but i promise you this you'll get to heaven on this you'll get to heaven on this mother cathedral erupts in the room, breaking her hourglass (under the table) a note for the suffering, honest and neat, born in the darkness, a terrible heat; i know it's not much but i promise you this we'll get to heaven on this we'll get to heaven on this no, there's nothing around nothing to call, nothing to sound never, ever, no
10.
i've got paper and pills, you're in daffodils empty places rain my blood, my brain you know? i'm a metal-ore seed, you're an olive tree bend your boughs and flowers, martyr me come on i need to know if you're gonna help me out you're in love with the church i'm your nettle spurs press the devil's edge of water / the end and then, no nothing really matters so i'm told no nothing really matters so i'm told and what is yet to come, (darling, act your age) it can't be done (i just want to say) it's all alright it happens every day it happens all the time, my love happens all the time i'll see you off somewhere, no mind, don't mind (no nothing really matters, no, no nothing really matters, no it happens all the time)

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released November 26, 2009

All songs written and performed by Sam Reynolds. Produced, engineered, and mixed by Brian Moore at Mid City Sound in Los Angeles, CA.

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