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I saw a light through the neighbor's crooked pine
And I thought of you despite my better mind
This heart has always walked a crooked line.

We found a dead hair on my head last night
And I've never felt less like myself
Here I go, dying just like everybody else.
But what do I know?

What do I know about love?
We make the same mistakes they've always written of
What have we learned from all these books we can't get rid of?

What if all the walls fall as I passed you by?
Could I raise them up one at a time?
Could I hold you for a second try?

Here I Go

lyrics

dropped you in a parking lot when you were just a child
took you to the hospital, your mother’s eyes were wild
they told me you had died for just an hour or so
you told me you heard caterwauls, and voices speaking low, calling you home

they tore down our old high school and put up steel and glass
the kids are freaking out, they smoke too much to laugh
of everything we knew, we soon inhale its dust
embedded in our life lines, it’s all that’s left of us.  


Life Lines

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jesse Mangum at The Glow Studio
Written and performed by Erin Lovett and Patrick Brick

Lyrics:

In my home I don't need light to grow
The weight of my shadow, it holds me down.
But all your light, like alien bursts of white
In a polluted sky we hide with advertisements.
And first of all I don't need a sign, I trust the light from you.
But lately all these objects unknown, they float among us so.

Well I will read my silly mysteries,
Somehow it comforts me to be in the dark.
Still, wistfully you whisper truth to me. 
I breathe one at a time. I'll adjust to the light.
But first of all I don't need a sign, I trust the light from you. 
But lately all these objects unknown, they float among us so. 
I see you in the glow.

Objects Unknown [Recorded at The Glow Recording Studio]

Your Old Streets (re-recording)

Tvs Left On

Written and recorded by me, mixed and fancied up by Patrick Brick.

Lyrics:

You are a mystery to me, like the plastic constellations on my ceiling,
or your alarm clock blinking midnight for weeks, or was it months?
I dreamt you called me on my birthday and I was terrified. 
You asked if houses could be haunted if no one lived inside.
Well now I know that something happens when you die to all the people you left behind.
And now I hope that something happens when you die 
because you deserve a little light.

Constellations

Percy

You are not a bird, but I will love your song.
Of stature quite small, but like your mother, strong.
You could've had feathers on, but your wings are just arms.
Let birds have their feathers then, and you can have my songs.

St. Francis loves all the animals.
When they cry out, he's listening. 
St. Francis loves all the animals, and your father named you for him.

A moth in the floodlight, its wings lit up like fires,
and your eyes alight when you learn your own powers.
A deer in the driveway, the headlights leave her blind.
She's still as a memory of something left behind.

St. Francis loves all the animals.
When they cry out, he's listening. 
St. Francis loves all the animals, and your father named you for him.

St. Francis Loves All The Animals

Lyrics:


Everyone I know is aching with the ghost of what they know is right.
And everyone I know is aching in their bones with what they can't describe.
Oh, everyone I know will die.

Everyone I know feels so invincible. I feel it too, sometimes. 
And everyone I know has some invisible and tragically short timeline.
Oh, everyone I know will die.

Everyone I Know (Will Die)

Just a humble tribute to Die Hard.
Written&recorded by Erin Lovett, Mixed by Patrick Brick

Purchase on Bandcamp: http://bit.ly/2hytiDx

Lyrics:
His mother called him Hans, Gruber from his father's side 
And he was German-born but meant for so much more 
A cowboy from New York took a red-eye to LA 
And he was filled with hope until he learned that Holly changed her name 
(Genero) 

Well everything will change this Christmas 
Yes, everything will change this Christmas 
Whether you are falling in love or falling from a tower 
Everything will change this Christmas 

Ho Ho Ho, now I have a machine gun (2x) 

Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs 
There's a hundred million dollars in the vault 
And John Mclane's running through shattered glass 
Shattered like the hopes of young Hans Gruber 
He was no common thief 
And on that day he fell from Nakatomi he would forever more live on in infamy 

Well everything will change this Christmas 
Yes, everything will change this Christmas 
Whether you are falling in love or falling from a tower 
Everything will change this Christmas 

Yippee-ki-yay mother fucker, yippie-ki-yay (2x) 
(And the censored for TV version) 
Yippie-ki-yay Mr. Falcon, yippie-ki-yay (2x)

Everything Will Change This Christmas: The Ballad of Hans Gruber

Week 3 of Four Eyes Friday Day Fever!!! Me and Ryan's first collaborative effort!

Lyrics (by Erin Lovett and Ryan Gray Moore):

Will you walk me to my door at night?
The stars are out, the light's surrounding.

Can I tell you about my breathing? 
Can I tell you about the sky?
If you tell me that you need me do I have to ask you why?

I know how you're feeling, only all the time.
So knocking on the windows keeps me out the dark.

Here I stand before you, cold cold truth.
Come out to play, sing away, feel alright anytime, 
and live, live, live.

I'll never know, but I'll never let you go.

Walk Me to My Door

I have my left hand extended towards your bedroom door
hoping for the sound of your hands on your guitar.

I have my left leg underneath your bedspread,
half-read books are scattered on your hardwood floors.

You have your right hand pushing back a loose strand of my hair,
you linger there just a moment more. 

You have your right eye squinted in a shy glance
over where my left hand holds yours.

And all my limbs have never been so lucky before
the day they became intertwined with yours. 

Lucky Limbs

Suffer For Fashion (Of Montreal cover)

Sometimes I worry that when I die no one will find me.
My lifeless body, alone to face infinity. 
Sometimes I hope that we could end up like The Notebook,
Two star-crossed lovers, without the Alzheimer's. 

I hope when I go, you're there to bid me fond farewell,
To hold my hand, as I hear my own  death knell.
Oh woe is me, I wish I never had to die.
But when I do, I hope you're by my side,
you're by my side when I die.

By My Side

Lyrics:

You were born in a hospital gown,
Concealed what hid inside.
Sterilized your wounded heart,
They said you'd be alright.
They said you'd be alright.

I was born with a surgical tool,
and I came out alive.
Am I some kind of miracle
Or do I just survive? 
Or have I just survived?
What have I survived?

Happy birthday to you,
and all our silly pride. 
Happy birthday to me,
I hope it shows -- I've tried.
I hope it shows -- I've tried.
I hope it shows -- I've tried, I've tried.  

Birthday Song

Re-uploaded with a couple things fixed.

Lyrics:
There was sand in your hair.
You said the water's warped the floorboards.
There was blood on your face.
You said you were okay. 

Waves (Demo)

Longer! Better! Awesomer! 

Lyrics:
You had sand in your hair.
You said the water's warped the floorboards.
There was blood on your face. 
You said you were okay.

There were lines on the shore.
We saw waves through heavy metal car doors.
I heard you call from the dark.
You said you were okay.

Waves

Inspired by this warm weather to make something really tropical sounding!

Lyrics

Alone in the summer sun, we were told these days would come.
The lines on the palm of hands divine your life will be long.

And I hope that such an oracle may be true.
Because your voice is just a wolf, your heart the moon.

We burned even in the shade.
We bared our teeth, we were not afraid.
Beneath the surface of the sand our souls are close at hand.

And I hope the stars align for you.
And I saw one summer night how they do.

Summer Sun

Lyrics

South of here gravel stones pave
my old best friend's winding driveway.
We found some old batteries,
took your dad's flashlight, took off towards the pine trees.

Your legs ache with the rain,
you ran for miles to prove something to no one.
I took our bikes to the yard,
you told me they'd rust for a hundred years.

Rust

[Lyrics]

This town has so many bars
and we ride past them on our bikes.
We are soaked in neon light,
we cut through it like a knife and it leaves me blind.

How'd I get so worn down?
Like pennies crushed out on the tracks
showing our reflections back.
Where the year once was engraved we left a shining empty space.
Oh, we were so bold.
How did we get so bold?

Neon Light

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Erin Lovett (Four Eyes)

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