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Controller - Separator

Only the Good Die Young g

Local Natives -  Palms

Stay Young - Beeches

ARTWORK: 
Doug Bennett aka (DOGWRONG 667)
www.goodstuffco.com.au
instagram.com/dogwrong667/

Produced & Mixed by James Seymour

LYRICS:

Growing arms, endless of arms
Show your scars as they're who you are
We won't grow apart
For a place in the sky

Grow us tall no matter the fall
And if the waves of us come too strong
Well it's alright
Broken limbs for new life

Awoken, I've chosen the only place I know
The only place I know
I'm open, I know because the forest I call home
Away from all the noise

All my palms awaken to light
Become the closest thing I can pry
I make them part
My simple life

And if my bones are starting to grey
And all my older branches decay
I reach for the sun
Yeah I reach for the sun

Awoken, I've chosen the only place I know
The only place I know
I'm open, I know because the forest I call home
Away from all the noise

For the rest of us, for the rest of us
Before we turn to dust, I'll remember
You're one of us, you're one of us

Endless Of Arms

From the Absence EP
Love vs Fear (16 Sep 2016)
iTunes: http://hyperurl.co/absenceitunes
CD & vinyl: http://marsicans.bandcamp.com
Youtube: https://youtu.be/KFgky9YfVaQ

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder 
Well that don't make much sense to me 
I guess to see then one of us will have to wander 

They say distance will make our love grow stronger 
Well that don't make much sense to me 
I guess we'll see if it can change how much I want ya 

They say patience is a virtue 
Without knowing what we're going or we've been through 
And you know it's up to us two 
To decide when this debate will be continued 

'cause I'm head over heels for you and that's fine 
Now I don't know what to do with my time 
I'm head over heels for you and that's fine 
'cause now you're not by my side 
I don't know why I act this way 

All this distance has made my love slow 
I know this is difficult darling 
But it's hard for me as well you know 

And I've got these commitments, you know I had to go 
These things you've said are so unkind 
They've got me going out my mind 
But I'm trying not to let it show 

They say patience is a virtue 
Without knowing what we're going or we've been through 
And you know it's up to us two 
To decide when this debate will be continued 

'cause I'm head over heels for you and that's fine 
Now I don't know what to do with my time 
I'm head over heels for you and that's fine 
'cause now you're not by my side 
I don't know why I act this way 

Absence.

Written and performed by Marsicans 
Produced, engineered and mixed by Mickey Dale at the Cellar of Dreams 
Artwork by Liv Hodder

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Absence

From the upcoming EP 'The Archer', which will be out Mar 31, 2017
Buy here: https://goo.gl/CYurg1

⇩⇩⇩ Lyrics ⇩⇩⇩

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~ Lyrics:

Wasted on the floor again and no one seems to mind
I can go back out and that would take up too much time
I’m still busy callin out your name wide eyed and face down on the pine
How I miss the colors of the leaves that grow in spring
And how you used to dance upon the rain and I would sing
How id give most anything to watch you twirl around for one more time

I need more time
I need more time

This is how you turned me to the archer from the arched
This is where you turned me to the marksman from the marked
This is how I learnt how to take the arrows in my back
And shoot them at the stars
But how they all just circle back and meet me at the start
And how they hit me hard enough to question who you are
And how you got so close to me
And how you got so far

I need more time
I need more time 
I need more time
I need more time

The shrapnel of my faith in you is cutting through my skin
And somewhere in the mess around my body it begins
And i dont see an end to this
So i’ll enjoy the fire

I need more time
I need more time 
I need more time
I need more time

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Adam Melchor - The Archer

She wore a black jacket and a winter sun beat down
or I guess it was early spring and we were in a park in Chinatown
if I were the jacket, her chest and limbs all wrapped around,
I would soak up all that light into my lining
 
I leaned in to feel the warmth pouring off her skin
yes I tried to breathe her essence like it was precious oxygen
and she took off her jacket the second we walked in
and I soaked up all the light from the fluorescents
 
What was I supposed to say to her?
in the grocery aisle, in the air-conditioning
What was I supposed to say to her?
I was coming up empty
coming up
 
I was on my phone for half an hour, bleached in the white light glare
sitting in the sports bar cuz the game was playing there
and the hometown team was down by ten but I really didn’t care
I just soaked up all the light from the flatscreens
 
Oh where can my little darling be?
most of the money I have spent, I spent it in her company
and I now I’m looking for some earnestness
and my mind won’t let me be
till I soak up all that light into my lining
 
What was I supposed to say to her?
in the grocery aisle, in the air-conditioning
What was I supposed to say to her?
I was coming up empty
coming up

The Jacket

Henry Jamison