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Substanced

by Yellowbird

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first song! cry pls

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I stumbled into a building
That used to house a glowing light
I look for traces of kitchen midnights
Our decompressing sighs floating thru
Cherry wood

And I listen for you
But demons speak back
All of your equipment
Scattered in our tiny office

With scrapbook binding
Turned make-believe
Sheet music
You never got to feel
I wear your clothes
To keep them occupied
But they swallow me whole

& There are only walls
A ceiling
A dying dog
Wallpaper peeling
Elastic days stretch to their limit
My head is cinder
If I had enough time
I'd find my way back
Forget the smokestacks
And their seared scenes of black
But now I drown in something
Much more substanced

I fold my heart out slightly
So you can listen if you get the chance
But before you can speak
You reach underneath my bones
And all I can think is
"If you still own me, where's our home?"
"If you still own me, tell me where's our home?"
"If you still own me, help to bring me back home"
"If you still own me, bring me back home"

There are only walls
A ceiling
A dying dog
Wallpaper peeling
Elastic days stretch to their limit
My head is cinder
If I had enough time
I'd find my way back
Forget the smokestacks
And their seared scenes of black
But now I drown in something
Much more substanced

Where the walls less guarded
The plants less grown
The swelling of my wounds
Like a strain unknown
A different mirror glow
Mine is blurred and dulled
A defining light
Leaving our village home
Leaving the color wheel
An empty barrow
Til my tired eyes
Lose any sense of hope
The whole scene fades....
To black

& Now I can't look at my hands
Can't picture yours holding them
& I'll rest
In permanent
Dark

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released February 23, 2018
Written by Amanda Habe & Evan Rudenjak
Produced/Engineered/Mixed by Evan Rudenjak at Coolman Productions in Jackson, NJ
Mastered by Tim Pannella at Lakehouse Recording Studios

Amanda Habe - lead vocals, lyrics
Evan Rudenjak - guitars, bass guitar, mandolin, trumpet, backing vocals
Zachary Moore - drums
Gabriel Carvalho - organ

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