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by Shawn Barry

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1.
Color Fields 03:42
Passing over the fields look like Rothkos Just like the poster that hangs 'bove my bed post For every hour lying there, a mile drifted When you take your morning run, I'm still wasted Every time I bid goodnight to a prerecorded alibi You've passed out, perched at the counter Waiting to hear your name over the line Driving over the causeway, love like Rauchenberg Nostalgia rusted out, such a cold return Speeding 'cross the marsh you don't open your mouth I think we're etched in deep and we can't see out Every time I bid goodnight to a prerecorded alibi You'd passed out, perched at the counter Waiting to hear your name over the line
2.
Granite 03:24
That moment razor sharp pining down your back Auburn horizon now folding into black Too late to catch up now Too late to work in granite You've played the pathos out We've heard enough of this That acupuncture crawling as your mind gets clear Fragmented illusion sprawling, your armor now so sheer It's too late It's too late for Lincoln and Richter and Cuvier
3.
Blur 03:17
Pictures composite in the glass Each one more washed out than the last And I try to find myself in this blur. Sometimes clarity is nothing but sugar pills, just to soak up the poison. Sifting through layered contrition Racing my thoughtless ambition And I try to find myself in this blur.
4.
On Fire 04:08
You walk in on fire Quiet, smoldering, try to signal with smoke Charred expression reads that you're just high Keep my distance 'cause I already know If I ask you'll say that you're fine Defensive laugh reveals everything All your glamor, still a mediocre liar Need a savior but let no one in Just tell me you walked in on fire No one here knows what you're fighting No one here knows what you're hiding That you walked in on fire
5.
Kalahari 03:36
Syncopated mornings Kaleidoscopic turning in your head You've seen every combination; You try to keep your hands still, but they never stay Each day is perforated - you can tear them out when you're through But you can't control the tumbling 'Cause you are not the one who makes the gears move But you know I depend on the person you invent I depend on that person you invent each day Separated from your badgering illusions, Would I finally find you? Or only if we were surrounded by the Kalahari sand would you come through? But you know I depend on that person you invent I depend on the person you invent each day
6.
Retiro Park 03:48
7.
Drifted 03:24
Let me know with a small flare, with a tiny spark How far out have I drifted from my arcane start? I crash, dissolve You constrict my paper skin. I reveal my house of cards And you're the wind. 'Cause, I'll never hold a candle to anything that I built before you cast your eyes down, so unmoved. And the jaded quiet cuts right through.
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White light, a sliver cuts, I jolt awake Gears align, water sprays - the cold's ingrained Plot the course, the road falls off the map Aimless, crossing pavement, winter's glass Weigh my heart before the gods Is it light enough? Will I make it past the gate? Cold steel carries me away from here This is where I will face my years Ultimate, irreversible All my crimes hidden from the council
10.
Mather 03:32
Bathed in northern gold Monumental woods unfold Echoing back their sweet remorse when you say you're too old A coat of harmony Every voice strikes every tree I dare you to fear the dark enclosed in this sanctuary And you fill up with the vapor And you heal the longer you stay here Can we leave our things at home and just remain where the air is clear? Lucid as the water I am blemished and unbattered Every anxious morning blurs as the reverb scatters
11.
St. Jerome 03:42
I'm hanging on every last absolute you reveal Each incision permanent With each new judgement cast you carve my relief and my fear into cement Burnt in, year by year Ritual dependence on your favor evergreen Still the doubt drips down through the ceiling's flaking paint And I'm soaking underneath Every action binding Now my lungs constrict and I'm sorry Each new piece defining And I pray you're still here with me

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released July 30, 2013

All tracks written by Shawn Barry; "Fredericksburg" co-written by Julian Pitt.

All tracks arranged and produced by Shawn Barry and Julian Pitt.

Julian is all over the credits because he helps with every aspect of creation. I present a rough draft to him (often in shambles) and together we try to extract something accessible from the big glob of sound.

Mastered by Jordan King at J. K. Productions:
www.facebook.com/jordankingmusic
(PS he's multi-talented and awesome to work with for all things audio)

Album art by Julian Pitt
www.flickr.com/photos/j_pitt/

Special thanks to Evan Gitterman for awesome mixing help and lending us gear that made this album possible. Also thanks to everyone that shared their thoughts about the album in the last leg of production!

Dedicated to my family, girlfriend, and closest friends, who saw every side of me through the making of this album and supported me the whole time.

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