Sex Swing

"Greta" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:

I think we could have seen it
the smoke was rising slow
against the night
the screens and mirrors glowed

As we were shaping stories
and looking through the glass
the sky was moving 
and the planets offered up the past

I say we should have seen it
the light was in the east
while we were blind sculpting songs
about waging peace
———


Never, never would I, never would I believe
believe we got here
Never, never would I believe that we could be so dull

Dull to the way of our voices
And the uptick of our choices

Never, never could I, never could I 
Believe in this show

I am looking for, looking for a way out, way out of this moment

Never, never would I, never would I believe
Believe we bought this
Never, Never would I believe that we could be so cold

Cold to the way of our counting
And the weight of all fears mounting

Never, never could I, never could I
Believe in this show

I am looking for, looking for a way out, way out of this moment

 
One more time we need, need only be silent
We will reap a field of coal, harvest of pain
Only one thing is needed for the triumph of evil
It’s for good men to do nothing nothing nothing nothing

I am looking for, looking for a way out, way out of this moment

Break Our Fall

Greta

"Second Class" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:

Oh I need a helping hand
how unAmerican
I’m a Second class soldier
And i’ve gotten in too deep
Just a pawn in their scheme
i don’t think I’ll get much older

All lies on the inside, don’t everybody get to  

oh as high as I am    
on daizepam.      
they got me running both 
Sides of the border 

Oh I need to get out    
Need to make my way south 
Skirt the Hindu Kush to skirt their orders 
 
I got the letter in the post 
The one you fear most
It says they share your sorrow
oh But i know that it’s not right
Their convienient suicide
They tell me to take a number
All lies on the inside don’t everybody get to die  

cuz I just know he wouldn’t go that way     
He wrote me just the other day
talked about all the plans he wanted to make 
Said that you got to.    

oh ma it’s getting mad in Asadabad, but there’s no one to report to 
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I’m leaving tomorrow

Second Class Soldier

Decades

This track is from the album Brighter Every Day and is available for purchase on CD Baby here: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/troutsteakrevival23

Ours for the Taking

Loyalty
Is the new sexy
Loyalty
Is the new sexy

Don't settle for less
Don't settle for fakes
Don't settle for tricks
Don't settle for sakes

Of your peace
Of mind
Your peace
So find

You are one
Of a kind
You are
Like a fine wine

Loyalty
Is the new sexy
Loyalty
Is the new sexy

Don't settle for less
Don't settle for fakes
Don't settle for tricks
Don't settle for sake

Of your peace
Of mind
Your peace
So find

You are one
Of a kind
You are
Like a fine wine

Like a fine wine

You are one
Of a kind
You are
Like a fine wine

You are one
Of a kind
You are
Like a fine wine

Like a fine wine

Like a fine wine

Like a Fine Wine

“This Small Stage” is a cinematic small-town anthem about the scrappy little theater that refuses to die—and the people who find themselves again under its flickering lights.  With storytelling lyrics, warm acoustic instrumentation, and a swelling, Broadway-adjacent chorus, the song walks through peeling posters, leaky roofs, and last-chance auditions to show how a tiny stage can still hold giant hearts. Shy kids, tired teachers, single parents, and one runaway dreamer all collide in the same cheap-seat glow, chasing one more miracle show. It’s for anyone who ever taped lines to a mirror, stood in the wings shaking, or felt more “themself” under a fading spotlight than anywhere else in the world.

This Small Stage

Wild and Reckless

Sleepwalkers

My Name Is The Night (Color Me Black)

"All This Time" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
I saw it for a second but then the light was fading 
Sister morphine was my lady in waiting
Can I help it if I can’t help it now, all the stories I tell myself 
What can I say to you all, it’s fair to say, no words will do 
 
All this time, time is speeding, it’s hard to recognize the life we’re leading 
it’s time to trip the light of the evening and go now
And in this land there’s shade and shadow, we break bread and consecrate the battle
cradle to the grave, sword to the saddle, it’s each other we will miss 
 Oh the happiest moment of my life, was the saddest moment of my life
Was in prison when my daddy died
They didn’t tell me for fear of suicide 
Told me when I got outside, I started using as soon as I was alone that night 
And I died and I went up straight to him
He said where you been, my troubled son
All this time, time is speeding, hard to recognize the life we’re leaving 
it’s time to trip the light of the evening and go now
And in this land there’s shade and shadow, we break bread and consecrate the battle
cradle to the grave, sword to the saddle, it’s each other we will miss 
 
Oh the happiest moment of my life, was the saddest moment of my life
 
Oh my love can I just sit and hold your face. We finally made it here but now the light is low.
 
All this time, time is speeding, hard to recognize the life we’re leaving 
it’s time to trip the light of the evening and go now
And in this land there’s shade and shadow, we break bread and consecrate the battle
Now I’m feeling kind of faint, I think I need to lay down    
 
Oh you almost saved me
You almost saved me
You almost saved me now
All this time we pledge allegiance to the tune of a thousand treasons 
One nation under something, under water, under mass incarceration
In the age of feast and famine can we disrupt the social canon
Let our children lead s’we all believe, let us see the forest for the trees

All This Time

"Silent Type" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
Rode our horses in the pelting rain over the graves of the last war
Rooster was on a tare about something he’d seen the night before
Then he went quiet, when his horse stopped still in the night
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

From a ramshackle shotgun house we heard a woman just a screaming a name 
said why’d they take him lord, he hasn’t done a thing
But in that moment seemed god slipped out of sight
I guess every now and then he the silent type 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

Further up the trail we came to ghastly sight
a man hanging from an old oak tree, for looking someone in the eye 
I asked the governor but he ducked back from the light 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
Another storm is coming, 
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

Silent Type

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