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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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performance:composition/production:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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i see you across the bar
sipping ginger and jack
contemplating the bartender
buff butch and black
in a stupor i stumble up
like i'm on crack
and you smile
and i freeze
now i am caught
with my tongue on permanent display
while my head scrambles
for something witty to say
but i can't think of shit
i see you later
two weeks after i drop the ball
we say hi
say goodbye
and look back when we're walking away
in opposite directions
i inquire later how you could possibly
be interested in me
then there's the wedding
the flowers the people the rings
two canaries together
i whine and you sing
this is not going to last
i organize an attack
on my identity
i create holograms of myself
just to see what you'd do
if i ran around naked in a mall
would you think less of me
i see the signs passing by
with swift kicks to my head
i ignore them
we spend all our time in the bed
until even attraction is useless and dead
then we call it a draw
now we don't talk
we don't fuck
we don't carpool to work
you call me unromantic
i call you a jerk
all of this is your fault
you're sending the signal
as you light your cigarette
what i want
what i don't
you suddenly forget
your role here is as a punchline
i'll never get
have a wink and a smile
take photographs while you can
soon the doors will be closed
come again
don't forget to forget me as you go
this was not meant to lastperformance: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: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:michael ambro: composition
paul ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
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 | recording
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Shadow puppets from the ceiling were diving into my eyes
Rolling with it was suffocating, I would have sworn I’d soon be dying
Dionysius crossed the emptiness waving Michael’s sword
I was so thankful to be awakened by my Marina
In the carousel spinning around me were swarms of hags and flies
I was wide awake without seeing that just above them was my Marina
Dionysius crossed the emptiness Gabriel showed her the way
I was so thankful to be awakened by my Marina
Swarming when nobody else could see
Airborne and bubbling up from the ground
Their growing numbers dragging me down
Disbelief intensified my experience
Cornered by overwhelming armies within
I was buried then rescued from my own skin
By morning I could hardly believe it myself
As I laughed at the cynical parodies and smokescreens
That were everywhere making a mockery of my experience
After it all, when she found me
I would have sworn that I was floating
Over my own body
When she found me
The fog slowly lifted
As weightless I ascended
And my life flashed before my eyes
I regained control of my senses
But my words cannot fully express them
The waves were relentless
I fought until I was
Nearly consumed by their hunger
I was losing the battle for possession
To the ravenous swarm
When out of the corner of my eye
I caught a faint but profound glimpse of hope
I wonder did it have to take
Swords of light driving legions away
To get me to be willing to change
The light that had pierced the blinds disappeared
When the swarm filled the room
The floor gave out from underneath
It happened so fast that my flesh was left behind
No longer recognizing silhouettes once familiar
Closing in and shape-shifting, halfway hidden half revealingperformance: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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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording
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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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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording