Written by Travis Hayes
Recorded at Faultline Studios and PST Studios in San Francisco, CA
Produced by Travis Hayes and Bozho Lasich
Engineered and Mixed by Bozho Lasich
Assistant Engineering by Spencer Roberts
Mastered by Jonathan Burnside
Design and Photography by Leslie Hampton

Travis Hayes: Guitar and Vocals
Nathan Blaustone: Drums
Matt Cline: Bass and Vocals
Bozho Lasich: Guitar

© 2014 Travis Hayes. All Rights Reserved.

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restless nights losing sleep / taking pills just to try and keep these memories at bay / crazy thoughts up in my head about how i’d like to see him dead / i’m a gentleman or so i thought / oh no / far away but not far from me / i’ll hunt him down and i’ll eat his meat / i’m a cannibal for his carrion greed / i’ll take his bones and i’ll build a house / then i’ll burn it down just to show him how evil good men can be / oh no / i took my time / planned it out / revenge is sweet / followed through / made things right / you get what you get you fucking creep

Bath Salts

Written by Travis Hayes 
Arranged by Brent Curriden 
Produced by Sean Beresford
Recorded by Sean Beresford
Mastered by Piper Payne  
Photography by Julian Velazquez
Layout and Design by Joseph Casey

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums, Percussion
Elliott Peltzman: Piano, Organ
Brent Curriden: Guitar, Piano
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals
Travis Pacheco: Bass
Helen Newby: Cello

Recorded in California at All Kinds Of Noise, 
Studio Discrete, and Laughing Tiger Studios

www.iamtravishayes.com

take my photos all down no one wants them around 
with that fake smile on my face
with tears in your eyes you’ll finally realize the kind of toll it takes 
no one’s ever prepared for death 
even when it’s on your doorstep staring you in the eye
I’ll do my best to meet you in the middle 
though admit it’s kinda hard to gamble with things like life and death
missing you is the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do
and if I’m headed off now maybe somehow this song will do you well 
only time will tell

Sleepless

Goodnight

Written by Travis Hayes 
Arranged by Brent Curriden 
Produced by Sean Beresford
Recorded by Sean Beresford
Mastered by Piper Payne  
Photography by Julian Velazquez
Layout and Design by Joseph Casey

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums, Percussion
Elliott Peltzman: Piano, Organ
Brent Curriden: Guitar, Piano
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals
Travis Pacheco: Bass
Helen Newby: Cello

Recorded in California at All Kinds Of Noise, 
Studio Discrete, and Laughing Tiger Studios

www.iamtravishayes.com

I've been working all day 
for half a day's pay just wanna come home to you
I've been working long days 
and these lines in my face remind me that soon I'll be gone
I love the city I love the sea but I can’t help but wanna leave 
along that old county line like someone's chasing after me 
I'd like to sleep enjoy a drink maybe write late into the night 
in some run-down town where no one's ever heard of me
I fell asleep the Summer heat with the radio playing 
my favorite song as if it knew I just needed to sing along
sure life is short and times are tough but you can't go on giving up
hear you me my friend you and I make our own means to an end
I've been working long days
and these lines in my face remind me to live for today

A Means to an End

Written by Travis Hayes 
Arranged by Brent Curriden 
Produced by Sean Beresford
Recorded by Sean Beresford
Mastered by Piper Payne  
Photography by Julian Velazquez
Layout and Design by Joseph Casey

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums, Percussion
Elliott Peltzman: Piano, Organ
Brent Curriden: Guitar, Piano
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals
Travis Pacheco: Bass
Helen Newby: Cello

Recorded in California at All Kinds Of Noise, 
Studio Discrete, and Laughing Tiger Studios

www.iamtravishayes.com

this just might be the last song I ever write 
till I take to growing up and treating you right
we’ll move away from this mess and tend to ourselves
put those dreams in some dirt and plant them on the shelf
there’s no telling what lies on the other side
we’re born to believe we deserve this right to breathe
it’s tearing me down these words I bleed 
when no one knows the difference between heart and apathy
stay with me stay true this house ain’t a home without you

Houses & Homes

Written by Travis Hayes 
Arranged by Brent Curriden 
Produced by Sean Beresford
Recorded by Sean Beresford
Mastered by Piper Payne  
Photography by Julian Velazquez
Layout and Design by Joseph Casey

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums, Percussion
Elliott Peltzman: Piano, Organ
Brent Curriden: Guitar, Piano
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals
Travis Pacheco: Bass
Helen Newby: Cello

Recorded in California at All Kinds Of Noise, 
Studio Discrete, and Laughing Tiger Studios

www.iamtravishayes.com

I am a good man and have been most my life
though naive to the evil hid deep inside some people
like a good friend and ex-lover hell-bent on keeping secrets under cover 
oh lord I'm afraid it's true 
I won't be made a fool on all accounts
see I loved her then he fucked her right after she fucked me over
the only problem beyond reason lies in the unforgiving truth
when I see them again I swear I'll shove it down their goddamn throats
oh lord I'm an honest man oh lord I am honest
I hope that they both lie alone in the middle of the night 
and realize the damage that hides behind both their eyes
the mistrust and disgust is bound to catch on up 
while they're lying face down in the filth where they made their own bed

Honest Man

Written by Travis Hayes 
Arranged by Brent Curriden 
Produced by Sean Beresford
Recorded by Sean Beresford
Mastered by Piper Payne  
Photography by Julian Velazquez
Layout and Design by Joseph Casey

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums, Percussion
Elliott Peltzman: Piano, Organ
Brent Curriden: Guitar, Piano
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals
Travis Pacheco: Bass
Helen Newby: Cello

Recorded in California at All Kinds Of Noise, 
Studio Discrete, and Laughing Tiger Studios

www.iamtravishayes.com

we grew up inside of parking lots 
hanging outside of car windows 
while the radio exclaimed 
just how hard it would be to leave 
when all we wanted was to go
we fell in love with the first one who would 
and held hands on the hill behind our high school
we kissed so hard that it made our lips bleed
so afraid that this feeling might leave
this empty orchestra rings out in my head 
louder than the words you swore you never said
we were drunk off cheap vodka and cigarettes
snuck around having sex in our friend's apartments
this might be the end of everything

Empty Orchestra

Written by Travis Hayes 
Recorded by Scott Mickelson 

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar 
Brent Curriden: Guitar 

Recorded in Mill Valley, CA 

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like an old country song we've been singing for far too long 
picking at our stitches shooting stars and wishes oh when will change come? 
we hurt for hope that ain’t there while our friends well they just don’t care 
we tire of this way of living burnt out on grieving we've all got guilt to bare 
the rain came down 
hurricane it came around 
it made no difference 
we lost them in the wreckage 
while the rain came down 
well what can we truly do with some white male middle class blues? 
we're tired of feeling hopeless, worn out and restless, have we done just all we can?

Sleepless (B-Sides & Rarities)

Whether Patterns

Written by Travis Hayes 
Recorded by Bozho Lasich 

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar 
Brent Curriden: Guitar 
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals 
Jenna Lavoie: Vocals 

Recorded at PST Studios in San Francisco, CA 

www.iamtravishayes.com

we grew up inside of parking lots 
hanging outside of car windows 
while the radio exclaimed 
just how hard it would be to leave 
when all we wanted was to go 
we fell in love with the first one who would 
and held hands on the hill behind our high school 
we kissed so hard that it made our lips bleed 
so afraid that this feeling might leave 
this empty orchestra rings out in my head 
louder than the words you swore you never said 
we were drunk off cheap vodka and cigarettes 
snuck around having sex in our friend's apartments 
this might be the end of everything

Empty Orchestra (Acoustic)

Written by Travis Hayes 
Recorded by Scott Goodrich 

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar 
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums 
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals 
Brent Curriden: Guitar 
Travis Pacheco: Bass 

Recorded at Nu-Tone Studios in Pittsburg, CA 

www.iamtravishayes.com

I am a good man and have been most my life 
though naive to the evil hid deep inside some people 
like a good friend and ex-lover hell-bent on keeping secrets under cover 
oh lord I'm afraid it's true 
I won't be made a fool on all accounts 
see I loved her then he fucked her right after she fucked me over 
the only problem beyond reason lies in the unforgiving truth 
when I see them again I swear I'll shove it down their goddamn throats 
oh lord I'm an honest man oh lord I am honest 
I hope that they both lie alone in the middle of the night 
and realize the damage that hides behind both their eyes 
the mistrust and disgust is bound to catch on up 
while they're lying face down in the filth where they made their own bed

Honest Man (Demo)

Written by Travis Hayes 
Recorded by Scott Goodrich 

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar 
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums 
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals 
Brent Curriden: Guitar 
Travis Pacheco: Bass 

Recorded at Nu-Tone Studios in Pittsburg, CA 

www.iamtravishayes.com

we can lie awake waiting on the sunrise 
we can lie awake waiting on our own demise 
we are lying to ourselves to counteract 
all the lying that’s been done behind our back 
all this time I thought I’d be the one to let you down 
all this time I thought we’d be sure to figure it out 
the tables they turn when you got your back against the wall 
promises kept well they meant nothing no nothing at all 
I’ve been down I've been down this road before 
I’m still searching for a better way to live 
all you’ve bled will never amount to the times you’ve tried 
to hold your breath we’ll never make it out of this alive

Sleepless (Demo)

Written by Travis Hayes 
Arranged by Brent Curriden 
Produced by Sean Beresford 
Recorded by Sean Beresford 
Mastered by Piper Payne 

Travis Hayes: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica 
Cade Weidenhaft: Drums, Percussion 
Elliott Peltzman: Piano, Organ 
Brent Curriden: Guitar, Piano 
Emily Whitehurst: Vocals 
Travis Pacheco: Bass 
Helen Newby: Cello 

Recorded in California at All Kinds Of Noise, 
Studio Discrete, and Laughing Tiger Studios 

www.iamtravishayes.com

this apathy is killing me 
kids these days if only they could see how it used to be 
sure I used to be a melodramatic tragedy 
but I knew right from wrong and how to get along with reality 
this apathy is killing me 
kids these days if only they could see how it used to be 
maybe I'm still a kid, lost and wandering

Kids These Days

If Travis Hayes’ debut album, Young Daze, captured the wistful optimism and possibility of youth, his second, Sleepless, is the sound of finding the strength to stand up after life has slammed you into the concrete one too many times. The album, written after the sudden death of a dear friend, encompasses what it is to be alive: the joy of love, the agony of loss, the terror of embracing hurt, and the ultimate release of healing. Sleepless is the sound of shedding one scarred and fractured skin, in order to crawl into another, stronger one. But for all its sadness, Sleepless is ultimately marked by a deep sense of hope; the will and desire to keep moving forward, even in the shadow of grief. “In the end,” Hayes says, “these were more than just songs. They saved my life.”

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