performance:

matthew mccrary: guitar | voice

dennis harvey: drums

composition/production:

dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording

This track is a live performance or was recorded in one take.

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar | voice

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

michael ambro: voice

paul ambro: voice

jason harvey: voice

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises | voice

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

anna harris: violin

dennis harvey: electronics

composition/production:

anna harris: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

This track is a live performance or was recorded in one take.

It's time for you to pop
Hills of flesh I adore
The pus you'll have to mop
When it plops onto the floor

Deep within there lies a cyst
With a slimy core inside
It pulsates with evil intent
A crusty crater nothing will hide

Vicious polyp
Perpetual pimple of death
Gargantuan pustule upon my face
An eternal, lumpy, red race

(Soon the blood squeezed through the lumen
Of the migrating purply lesion on my face
And it dripped on my chin
It just wouldn't stop)

It will have no mercy as it creeps up your cheek
Drain your soul and make you weak
As you try to squeeze but to no avail
Over your nose it will slowly scale

It dwells in the oilfield tissue
The pustule rises, oh how you flail
It plunges into your brain

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition | lyrics

jason harvey: composition | lyrics

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar | voice

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises | voice

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

may you weep among the silent golden rushes of the sun
may you sleep tossing dreams back and forth across the finish line
may you smile standing among the shadows of the spirit world
may you stare silently at the figures bowing out of the mirror
may you run slipping along motionlessly the ice cracking behind you
may you wind slowly in and out of a powerless movement of grace
may you swim dancing across the oceanographer's dreams you toss back and forth across the finish line
may you be small
may you be silent
may you be strong

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

jason harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording