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Parlor

by Shabby Car

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1.
What happened to the songs we used to sing things we used to cling unto our breast we'd rest them in our hands like candied diamond sands and then they'd flow and you'd say, "oh, where did they go?" you don't have to know In those conversations deep into the night ones where you'd see the stars as light and their light would surely fade into even brighter shades as the morning reared up and you say, "oh, I'm waiting for home." There's a way of feeling low that's not low If you you want to feel alive, then feel it: that's the only way to know There's a secret in that feeling that no one is repeating and it's never been told there's a place where nothing's needed and everything has meaning and I want to go no one said so can't wait for that low there's a way of feeling low that's not low can't wait for that low you don't have to know
2.
I got tired 03:42
You can gather up all the things dress them up with bells and rings you can gather up all the things, but no Make a list of the things you love you will find that it's not enough make a list of the things you love, but no I got tired of the mountains I got tired of the sea Make a note of the friends you have write it down on a music staff make a note of the friends you have, but no Wake up early, or wake up late everything will be slipping away wake up early or wake up late, but no I got tired of the mountains I got tired of the sea.
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Was it a date? Were you forced? Were you too young to really know the score? We'll assign certain values and someone will write it down. We'll file it away somewhere. We've got our notes; we thank you and we'll make sure to write it down. No one can say what was No one can say but you And if no one believes you And if no one will hear the truth You can shout it out - louder still - until they can't pretend you don't exist They will try to break you by saying you're faking They'll shake and pull but they will never take you down They will minimize it and criticize you they'll lie and lie but they can never break you down if they say "walk it off" make them walk you off if they say "walk it off" you make them walk you off
4.
Spaces 03:00
There's a dream that's forgotten still lodged somewhere the one where you are young and your life is a golden shore. One slip of the morning you will rise to face your truer self: a dream that's hampered by nothing and no one.
5.
Spaces 2 04:05
You can feel it creep on your skin starting up from where your self begins you can feel it shaking you and taking control Blood pulls where it wants to go bones bend, and then won't let go you'll do the Always Overload the Always Overload But tonight let's do something else Dim the lights and save ourselves Let the beat of the kick track Be the beat of our hearts Though it's stupid and hopeless let's not give into slowness let's do the Always Overload the Always Overload
6.
Of the moon of the star-spilled sky of shoes quickly tied of the trail behind your apartment of roots of bones deep in the dark earth resting of a gate slumping against its hinges of the cigarette butts and bottle caps of cold hands of a gravel mound of reaching up for the planes of a trailer stuffed with trash of an abandoned garden on the way back of the moon late at night you hear the sound of something new something sweet and something dark inside of you when you look it moves itself out of your sight it is night! it is night! it is night!
7.
Cilence 03:20
Under blankets filled with nighttime with our backs on beds of dandelions I can just make out your shape there barely breathing each little death brings on the next one each little sigh, and closing sleepy eyes we may never find our way out into morning no one can hear us no one can see us moving no one can hear us no one can see us moving let's pretend that the light in the east is really nothing just our imagination let's pretend that the light in the east is the moon coming up again
8.
Argue 03:15
We could just talk and talk and talk until tempests blow out of our mouths and our words covered the hillsides and we both die of tongue exhaustion Let my tombstone say: "My dear, I still think I was right But I think I said it in the wrong way And for that I am sorry" And in another half a century there will be no one left who remembers us just some grass upon the hillside where they buried us I want to grow old in fascination with you think about all of the ugly ideas we could chew upon! I want to grow old in fascination with you
9.
I tried so hard to remember you tried so hard to forget and if we pull and tear in two the things that happen to us, will they be doubled or will they be halved??? The Weight will leave us now I took some small consolation in the spirit of our argument, but the vines we watered grew until they tangled our shoes and we were suspended in our regret. The Weight will leave us now
10.
No one wants an understanding no one takes it on the chin and if you're looking for that there is no better place to begin No one likes a conversation no one likes to fuss and fight we are just prisoners to the language we use to give in No one wants this conversation no one wants to feel heard we'll find ourselves pressed by the ravenous tongue of night No one needs this information it's unhelpful it's not helpful! but we will eat it until our bellies are filled with lies
11.
Don't make it hard you'll find it's hard enough It's a ways to go you'll get there soon enough Try to stick it out you'll try your best to make it through but it's no use because it goes on and on until it goes away
12.
I waited for you to call there's nothing that I could do there's no way to reach you I hope you have succeeded I hope you've made your peace there was nothing left in this space for you there's nothing left for you the mystics have repeated, the sages spoke their piece: there's nothing inside this space that's you there's nothing inside you no force of god or fancy stuff just lots of guts and sticky blood no wind that blows your heart to light just lungs that breathe and teeth that bite no sweet return of endless you just hands for gloves and feet for shoes a brain for thoughts a body to hold but most of all no soul no soul no soul no soul Heads up, I want to see everything in front of me if it's true that life's a dream I never want to wake again There's nothing that I could do There is nothing that I could do so please, don't you feel uneasy you shall remain asleep there's nothing inside this space that's you there's nothing inside you Heads up, I want to see everything in front of me if it's true that life's a dream I never want to wake again

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Mostly recorded in a shed out behind my house and in the parlor of my house. Noises/sounds recorded all over the Red Bluff/Redding/Chico area.

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released January 6, 2015

Various noises: Kya, Jude, Penny, Noel, Erin, Augie, Sean, Shayna, bunches of others.

Back-up vocals: Noel, Becca, Josh, Smitty

Spoken word vocals: Ashley, Ryan, Melissa, Kimmi, Zach, Smitty, Erin, Augie, Noel, Kirt, Brooke, Sarah, Aric, Alyssa, Becca, Josh

Clarinet: Ryan Heimlich

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I'm done with music. If you buy something, I'll just give the money away. Save yourself a couple of bucks.

Thanks for being there, music. Alight upon some other soul.

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