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Salutations
00:41
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The Pitts
03:08
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The smoke will suck the tautness from your skin
And him, he'll knock the fire out of your depths
She may steal the last gasp from your lips
An ache that shoots from your replacement hip
Trickle down to the tables tracking contents
Stabilities and constants, you had it when you lost it
Editing your edicts to a statement of semantics
Forego the faux romantics
Because you just can't stop padding the blows
And I can't breathe anymore, I'm sorry
But these are the pitts, bottomless and resonant
You can't crush the counterpart when you're so light and I'm a still dark
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Air by Ear (or The Surf)
02:29
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Salutations 2
00:56
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Lights Out, Capricorn
02:43
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Lights out, the bed's turned back
Cracks in the wall means no sleeping tonight
Lights out on Capricorn, the astronauts don't know it's day
And the caveman, he paints his walls
Waiting for the ice to melt away
It's been like this for ages, before he knows it
He's missed another birthday
Bag of bad, bad bones
And a set of sad, sad unknowns
Shaken until they snap
Stuck and stoned and cracked
Map out and backtrack where you've been
We've been down since you've been down south
Bare your arms and show the scars
You've gotten on your journey to this day
We're living well down by the well
Dropping coins and wishing for some change
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Tame.. Tame and Quiet Fort Worth, Texas
Aaron Bartz-guitar and vox
Darren Miller-guitar
Jeff Williams-bass
Jason McMullen-drums
Previously:
Pat Ferguson-bass
Boyd Dixon-drums
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