Rock/pop influences, with a bit of alternative and experimental thrown in for good measure.

Vocals, Bass, Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Keyboards, Drums and Percussion: Brent Heintz
Bass Guitar: Loren Phillips

Written, tracked, and mixed by Brent Heintz

When you're alone

Written, tracked & mixed by Brent Heintz. Mastered by Chris Sonia
Instruments and vocals (except bass): Brent Heintz
Bass guitar: Loren Phillips
Backing vocals: Loren Phillips
Lyrics:
all alone, your voice your desire
on the phone, your thoughts  on a wire
leave your home, you walk by the fire

in the distance, your eyes must see
nothing, it occurs to me

back inside, your mind stops reeling
leisure time, eyes full of ceilings
lose your mind, your eyes end up bleeding

on the make up, your world of dreams
lately, it occurs to me

we are on the run

a fool is a man who never can dream
he lies to himself with no one to please
take out our lives, it’s not what it seems
i know that with time, you’ll be waiting for me

all for me

out of line, feel your resistance
genocide, remove your existence
like a mime, frozen in the distance

in the searchlights, the move are real
shadows in shades we feel

we are on the run


we are on the run

Written, recorded, and mixed by Brent Heintz 
Mastered by Chris Sonia, Dauntless Mastering 
Vocals, guitar, keyboards, percussion: Brent Heintz 
Bass: Loren Phillips

Soul will fly

Out The Door  
Written by Brent Heintz, Scott Simmonds, and Beto Hale  
Vocals, guitar, keyboards, harmonica: Brent Heintz  
Bass guitar: Loren Phillips  
Drums: Beto Hale

Lyrics:
Woke up this morning  it's cold in your room  
Face down in the pillow  I'm not in the mood
Got this empty feeling  a hole in my head  
Toss on my clothes  I get out of bed

Step onto the hardwood 
 move across the floor 
 walk into the sunlight 
 out the door

Don't talk in your sleep  your love is not real  
Soft sighs and low moans  the lips that I feel
Fist clenching the sheet  I pick up the slack  
You call out his name  I'm flat on my back

Stumble from the blindside 
 feel it to the core  
Don't want to see your face  
no more

Outside your heart  
that's nowhere I can be  
Cold, wasted time  
as far as I can see

Clear the sleep from my eyes  now I'm awake 
 With all that we give  I know what you take
I catch my reflection  a sight on the pane  
Look down your stairs  up he comes again

Step onto the hardwood  
move across the floor  
walk into the sunlight  
out the door

Stumble from the blindside 
 feel it to the core  
Don't want to see your face no more  
any more, no more


Out The Door

Written, recorded, and mixed by Brent Heintz   
Brent: Vocals, keys & guitar   
Loren Phillips: Bass   
Beto Hale: Drums
Lyrics:
Bedroom clock: ten to four   
Sneaking out your back door   
Throwing in my clothes, I drive away 
  Maybe I’ll be back, some day

Writing out my life script 
  Hoping that I don’t trip   
Telling that I like you, you know I do, I know I will   
See you touch the pane, the window sill

Bleed into the nighttime 
  Cut across the skyline   
Steer away from my heart. It’s time to stop, to let you go   
No one needs to know it’s not your day

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