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1.
Sugared Conceits (song 1) Spread out on the table Diagrams and maps Time’s running out We’ve gotta move fast Richie’s in a foul one Something to do with a bet I’m just here for the money What would you expect Every upturned bolder Every sugared conceit Laid bare for all to see Piled there in a heap Richie’s got the cars keys I’ve grabbed the bags Frank’s pouring gasoline Empty bottles and rags Outside in the night air I can start to breathe I’m always amazed How it burns so easy How no one sees me
2.
Blinking Vacancy Sign (song 2) When I left you Sprawled out on the bed I kept replaying Everything you said Two years in the slammer Should have set me straight When someone dangles a carrot I don’t hesitate I picture you in the window Face lit so sweet Blinking vacancy sign From across the street Drinking that tea Brushing your hair Your god damn dog Asleep on the chair Hope I know I’m doing this for us Everything I do is never enough Count the times I’ve promised to concede In the end it’s never me Wait there for me Suspend your disbelief Hold your breath I’ll be back in a week Don’t you listen To what those people say I’m here for the long haul I’ll never walk away
3.
Butterflies Inside Head in the clouds I don’t notice the little things A brand new haircut Wedding rings So when he hits the lights I’m so surprised foot to the floorboard Butterflies inside I pull away As the sirens scream Roll down the window Throw the gun in the trees Then I pull off the highway Kill the lights I’ve always imagined Hiking at night Running through the woods I hear the dogs behind me I know a place They’ll never find me Heart in my throat Listening to the quiet My mind is a stone I’ve decided
4.
Naming These Stars My eyes adjusted to the darkness and things began to emerge in the evening air I didn’t know were there. I was watching the water and the way it slid over the rocks so easily. So fluidly, I guess. I imagined the shapes they were to begin with and how the flow had softened it all so. Smoothed the rough edges into comforting curves and angles. There was moss underneath me like a soft quilt handed down through generations and I wanted to sleep but my heart was still beating to the pulse of the crickets all around. They seemed so loud and sharp and thin next to the low, steady thump in my ears. I closed my eyes to the night Hope tonight I’m the way water moves Hope tonight I’m a cloud across the sky I’m the chill in the air and the breath you inhale Hope tonight I hope you’ll abide I tried to take it all in; to let it wash over me and soften my edges. Laying on my back looking to the trees, the clouds would part occasionally to reveal a sliver of moon and some planet or other. Hope would know the names, I never paid much attention to such things but tonight I wanted to know. I wanted to see everything, to blow the clouds free from the sky like sneezing on a table full of coke but the little infrequent glimpses had to be enough for right now. I listened for the sound of voices or dogs or helicopters, anything that might stand out in the quiet of the night Hope tonight are you naming these stars Hope tonight there are things in the wind And there’s something that smells like a horse Hope tonight I hope you’ll begin It was only ever natural noises filling my head. My pulse slowed and my body cooled in the thin October air. I wished I could crawl inside the moss and into the earth, to become a part of everything around me and I realized how disconnected I felt and how disconnected we all were. How impossibly busy and distracted I always felt and how I wished to slow it all down. I thought of the budist who could that; who could slow down their pulse and just breathe.
5.
I Could Hold the World Parked under an Elm tree No one says a thing Watching the houses Frank starts whistling The sun falls like an egg And the lights come on Blue glow of the tv sets The silhouette of a mom And I don’t believe it I don’t believe in it any more Why can’t I remember Being so young Without all the stupid things That I’ve done Was there even a moment was there ever a chance I could hold the world in these calloused hands I don’t believe it I don’t believe in it any more I don’t believe it I don’t believe in it any more Frank stays in the car watches for the cops Me and Richie sneak around back then he stops A light comes on kitchen and I see the man Head out the window with a flashlight in his hand And we run Every little thing I say gets in the way But I’m ready to start again I wanna believe
6.
It Remains to be Seen Pulled off the highway Turned into a Texaco Richie went for snacks I filled the tank with a credit card I need a bath I need a cigarette I wouldn’t ask Watching sparrows circle Land up in a sycamore All stretched in a line Where they were before I look for meaning search for a purpose It remains to be seen Kid on a roof top Shooting a bb gun Mom swings on a swing set Smoking her blunt The billboard’s is pealing You can barely see A man holding bread Smiling stupidly Then I hear a gun shot Richie runs like a stuck pig Frank starts the car up And the tires spin Kid on the roof With his mouth agape Drops his bb gun and starts to shake His mom is screaming And I hear Frank laugh Richie slumped in the back seat hands at his side Puts on his glasses says its way to bright Just fucking warn us is it really so hard I turn around and see he’s covered in blood
7.
Our Peculiar Hell I’m absolved of this They pushed me to an edge It’s like an artery pulsing Surging in your head Feels like the pressure’s building inside I think you know I’m justified There’s nothing wrong with me That a drink couldn’t fix But you said you’re tired of Road tested tricks Feels like the pressure’s building inside I think you know I’m justified I’ve been denied for so long I don’t know what I’m owed It starts to get real beard A week out on the road I know I’ll find my way back home To that cheap motel With enough to bust of free Of our peculiar hell
8.
Back and Forth You saw the monsters in the park Waiting in shadows after dark You say I’m never gonna change It’s like the blood inside these veins If there is anything I’ve learned You can get used being burned And all the money that it takes You say the world makes you afraid Putting out my cigarette Doing my best just to forget I think the bats are making rounds Such an evocative sound You used to let your leg hair grow I used to take you out to shows There was these easy back and forth I guess that all things run their course
9.
Used to Being Burned I saw the monsters in the park Waiting in the shadows after dark You say I’m never gonna change I walked myself through the rain If there is anything I’ve learned You can get used being burned And all the money that it takes You see the moon and you’re afraid Putting out my cigarette Doing what I can to forget
10.
Ours to Keep 02:24
Ours to Keep Screw these fucks I’m on my own again There’s nothing wrong with me I just play pretend Hope I’m coming home I’m already gone Fuck this shit I’m tired of this These aren’t my people I’m running with Hope I’m coming home I’m already gone I’ll sneak away While they’re asleep Take all the money It’s ours to keep Hope I’m coming home I’m already gone I’m gone already gone Wait for me I know you’ll wait for me We’ve been through everything There’s too much history
11.
Outro 01:59

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Recorded February 2016 for the RPM

The Other Elements
Guy Capecelatro III, Ben Troy, Ryan Harrison

Recorded at the Electric Cave in Portsmouth NH

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