Kyle Taylor - Guitars, Percussion, Slide
Jesse Alarcon - Bass, Guitars, Vocals
Matty Sawyer - Drums

The Good Years

Welcome To The New Year!

Climb through my window when something ain't right,
Dust off the pillow and sharpen the light,
Make a song for me and sing it all night,

You will never need my forgiveness,
So don't you ever apologize,

Tell me a story, if something ain't right,
Skip all the glory, but keep it in mind,
Take a deep breath and hold it all night,

You will never need my forgiveness,
So don't you ever apologize,
You don't need my forgiveness,

See these weathered hands,
And I'm a weakened man,
But I'm never gonna let go,
Gonna let go, never gonna let go of you,

Shake off this heartache,
It's been a bad dream,
There's no speech to make,
That could say what you mean,
Climb through my window,
And wait for me, I won't be long.

Kyle Taylor - Guitars, Vocals, Percussion
Paul Stouffer - Organ
Jesse Alarcon - Bass, Vocals
Matty Sawyer - Drums

Weathered Hands

Been running around, keeping out of sight,
Staying sharp and feeling alright,
What's been hiding over there?
A little look turns into a stare,
A little count from one to three,
And forget what's in between,
A little count, or so it seems,
And this life becomes a dream,

Everything, everything's alright,
Don't you worry, don't you worry anymore tonight,

A little noise from the other side,
A little more becoming a lie,
Another thorn from a rose,
Through such colour it hardly shows,
A little count from one to three,
And forget what's in between,
A little count, or so it seems,
And this life becomes a dream,

Another crack forms in the sky,
And now you're scared of being alive,
What would it take to make it fall?
All for something or nothing at all,
A little count up my sleeve,
A magic like you won't believe,
A little count or so it seems,
And this life becomes a dream.

Kyle Taylor - Guitars, Vocals, Percussion
Paul Stouffer - Organ, Piano
Jesse Alarcon - Bass, Vocals
Matty Sawyer - Drums

The Count

Have I said a word? Can't remember,
But it seems so hard to do,
Heavy on the dark side, don't I know it,
But I'd light it up for you,

Would you see this through?
Hell, I know it's a gamble,
Well let the night time,
Let the night time come,

Take everything we've ever known,
Turn it upside down,
And when it seems so loud,
I know it now,

You are the sweetest kind of sound,
You are the sweetest kind of sound,
You are the sweetest kind of sound,
Don't I know it know,

I see the sunrise every morning,
Then I put myself to bed,
I dream of nice things and find some answers,
But they're all just in my head,

You are the sweetest kind of sound,
You are the sweetest kind of sound,
You are the sweetest kind of sound,
Don't I know it now,
I know it now.

Kyle Taylor - Drums, Guitars, Vocals, Percussion
Jesse Alarcon - Bass

Upside Down

By your old house, from the sidewalk,
I've been waiting in the dark again for you,
We're getting close now, I can taste it,
We're getting off these streets and on to something new,

We try to make it home,
It's been a long time,
And I'll be waiting for it all my life,

Take a picture, make it last for,
All the years you'll spend so far away from home,
The doors are open, here's your moment,
Just as long as you don't mind being alone,

We try to make it home,
It's been a long time,
And I'll be waiting for it all my life,
We try to make it home,
We'll make it alright,
And I'll be waiting for it all my life.

Kyle Taylor - Guitars, Vocals, Percussion
Paul Stouffer - Organ
Jesse Alarcon - Bass, Vocals
Matty Sawyer - Drums

Make It Home

Some happy years,
We carry with us,
And shed our fear of,
A change within us,

The ties that bind, they come undone,
So shines the light of a new sun,
You are beholden to no one,

So long since then,
It feels like forever,
But I never left you,
Not now, not ever,

There were some good times,
When things were better,
I won't forget it, I won't forget it,
One of the good ones,
One of the best,
I won't forget it, I won't forget it.

Kyle Taylor - Guitars, Vocals
Jesse Alarcon - Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Matty Sawyer - Drums

Summer Fang recorded @ Lone Rhino Studios (Winter and Spring of 2022) by Joe Shugan
Vocals recorded by Kyle Taylor
Mixed by Mat Leppanen @ The Animal Farm Music
Mastered by Noah Mintz @ Lacquer Channel Mastering

Summer Fang written by Kyle Taylor

Kyle Taylor - Drums, Acoustic, Percussion, Piano, Guitars, Vocals, Bass
Joe Shugan - Guitars
Ruxandra Moraru - Vocals
Troy Dowding - Trumpets
Mat Leppanen - Strings, Synth

Summer Fang [Single]

Summer Fang

I'm a rubber man, 
Bouncing each time into the wrong hands, 
I'm a rubber man, 
Bouncing each time, looking for some good land, 

I could never wait for tomorrow, 
Taking every second I could borrow and, 

What does it mean to seize the day? 
Trying not to let the time slip by you, 
Just want to see a glimpse of forever, 
Just want to see a glimpse of forever, 
Just want to see a glimpse of forever, 

I'm a ball of string, 
Careful each time, tying up the wrong things, 
I'm a ball of string, 
Made into a necklace, for someone's wedding ring, 

And I've seen the future in a vision, 
A little lost with every indecision and, 

What does it mean to seize the day? 
Trying not to let the time slip by you, 
Just want to see a glimpse of forever, 
Just want to see a glimpse of forever, 
Just want to see a glimpse of forever.

Rubber Man

It’s the winter, things are cool,
Ain’t no reason for a fool,
And I stand alone, with the fever,
Because I can, because it’s warm,
And the seasons are gonna change,
And everything we know is out of range,
And the tension grows from the pain,
When it pours it rains,
Because you’re gone,
I’ve seen a landscape come to pass,
And a rose grew from the blast,
And the men look to the sky,
Searching for something already in their eyes,
And the season, ain’t it something new?
A sea of darkness glows over you,
And we stand alone with the fever,
Because I can,
And because you’re gone,
Well I’ve seen the light, haven’t we all?
See the spirit rise before the fall,
We’re pretty good at the climb,
If we forget what we’ve left behind,
I’ve got the fire, let it burn,
Let it tremble, let it yearn,
No envy, no fear, this I’ve learned,
Because I can,
And because you’re gone.

Little Joy

Rose

Rose by Death Party Playground

Well I’ve been thinking all about you,
Even if I couldn’t see things through,
And I could tell you, tell you what I want to do,
What I want to do, I,
I’ve been alone for a long time,
Been walking steady on a clothesline,
And I could tell you,
Been running circles in my mind,
Been running circles in my mind,
This time let’s be honest,
You’ve got my word I promise,
And I don’t want to be a lost cause,
We wouldn’t be the first ones,
I know nothing can be undone,
We were just looking for some fun,
You know, we’re not the only ones,
Well I’ve been searching for a moment,
Sometimes I wonder if it passed us by,
I could tell you,
Some things, they never die,
No they never die, I,
I can see you in the mirror,
Looking at me with those scarlet eyes,
And I could tell you,
Now I see them all the time,
I see them all the time.

Only Ones

Only Ones by Death Party Playground

I’m a rubber man,
Bouncing each time into the wrong hands,
I’m a rubber man,
Bouncing each time, looking for some good land,
And I could never wait for tomorrow,
Taking every second I could borrow and,
What does it mean to seize the day?
Trying not to let the time slip by you,
Want to see a glimpse of forever,
Want to see a glimpse of forever,
Want to see a glimpse of forever,
I’m a ball of string,
Careful each time, tying up the wrong things,
I’m a ball of string,
Made into a necklace, for someone’s wedding ring,
And I’ve seen the future in a vision,
A little lost with every indecision and,
What does it mean to seize the day?
Trying not to let the time slip by you,
Want to see a glimpse of forever,
Want to see a glimpse of forever,
Want to see a glimpse of forever.

Rubber Man by Death Party Playground

Solo acoustic version of "Still Memories" performed Live @ The Mint in Los Angeles, April 9th, 2019!

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