The Attitash Multimedia Commission presents: 

"The Great State of Maine"

by tv room (EP out 11/05/2021)

☞ https://www.attitash.org

Lyrics:

I’ve watched birds build homes
They pick a spot and bring back sticks and stones
(All these sticks and stones)

I’ve watched birds learn how to fly
They pick a branch and then they dive
(Oh I’ve seen them dive)

I’ve watched birds make friends
They write a song and sing until day’s end
(Oh until day’s end)

I’ve watched birds take unpaid leave
They chart a path and form a V
(Oh I’ve seen the V)

I’ve watched birds get clean
They roll in dirt and sand then primp and preen

I’ve watched birds find peace and calm
They pick their spot and write their songs
(Oh I’ve heard their songs)

~ short film ~

tv room - The Little Birdwatcher

Alphanumeric

do not disturb him while he's sleeping
he's dreaming of doing terrible things
and his dreams are broadcast on TV
though, this show's a little tacky

there's no need for medicine when I've got you
how can I say that when I already knew?
don't check the weather cos we're not going out tonight

you know, I hate to do it like this
our lives lived out in public
they caught it on the dashcam
saying this is who I am
standing on the pavement, both arms aching
let's do this again sometime

there's no need for medicine when I've got you
how can I say that when I already knew?
don't check the weather cos we're not going out tonight

there's no need for medicine when I've got you
how can I say that when I already knew?
don't check the weather cos we're not going out tonight

Dashcam

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Sleep Deprived Cooked Alive

track 6 from my new album "POM-POM GUILLOTINE"
fanlink.tv/pompom

last time u saw me
last time u saw me
u saw a ghost
runnin thru phases,
impossible place to go,
i don’t wanna know
what feelings you never show
so my head is dull
stuck in a maze

cuz u were an angel
c-closing the curtains
and i saw the light
but it was too late to set all my wrongs to right
so i let it all build to a subtle freight
an uncertain light orbits ur space

but i could b...
exactly!
who u want me to b
HEAVENSENT
out of space
out of time, u know how it feels

if it's not special
tell me what's special
moments we cherish and throw away
i was uncertain
felt like a burden
i was determined to make u stay

and it's impossible
and it's impossible
you cannot sell ur soul
it only goes to waste

HEAVENSENT

I want everything in my body
Dumb luck doesn't come twice all the time

Don't ask me why I need this from you

Hands up this is a testimony
I suck everything serving you why

Don't ask me why I feed off fresh fruit

Was that the best you can do?
Bury me in nothing to lose
I come out my cocoon a butterfly, a butterfly

I won't wake the boss of my body
Who's up tryna get caught in a lie?

Don't ask me why I need this from you

I'm cucked into a testimony
Love lust lost to the angels on high

Don't ask me why I feed off fresh fruit


Was that the best you can do?
Bury me in nothing to lose
I come out my cocoon a butterfly, a butterfly

But what am I? But what am I?
A butterfly, a butterfly
But what am I? But what am I?

cocoon

blues-infused, with a haunting violin and cello weaving through. heavy synth drops collide with an electro bassline, creating a fusion of raw emotion and modern intensity. the dubstep elements bring a jolting energy to the reflective mood., cello, dubstep, world, electro, blues, violin

Sleepwalkers serenade

Hold The Fire

You built the houses, you paved all the roads
You carried the weight of your heavy loads
But while you were building your empire of stone
You left the heart’s garden unseeded, alone
You measure a life by the sweat and the gold
And silence the stories that need to be told
Hard work was the mask, a convenient lie
To never look truth in the goddamn eye.

You’re judging our world from your velvet throne
Protecting a kingdom you claim as your own
Self-righteous and ego-fed, hollow and loud
Lost in the mist of your narcissist cloud
You look so "pious" with your hands in your lap
While you’re leading the young ones right into a trap
You talk about "positive," you talk about "past"
But a house made of secrets was never meant to last.

Oh, you’re drowning in shame but you’re keeping it quiet
You’d rather have silence than a heart-healing riot
You define who we are by the rules that you made
But you’re just a ghost in a lonely parade
Selfish and stubborn, you’ve forgotten the cost
Of the love and the truth that your generation lost.

You protect your own kind, you circle the wagons
While we’re out here fighting your invisible dragons
You don’t want to see us, the "others," the "freaks"
The ones with the "tics" and the "neuro-diverse" peaks
To you, it’s a failure, a stain on the name
But your "perfect" reality is a rigged little game
You’re longing for days that are dead and gone
While we’re left to bleed in the cold light of dawn.

You never learned the language of a soul in pain
You just look for someone or something to blame
Wrapped in your ego, so smug and so blind
Leaving the heart of the world far behind.

Oh, you’re drowning in shame but you’re keeping it quiet
You’d rather have silence than a heart-healing riot
You define who we are by the rules that you made
But you’re just a ghost in a lonely parade
Selfish and stubborn, you’ve forgotten the cost
Of the love and the truth that your generation lost.

Keep your "pious" looks and your hollow advice
We’ve paid for your silence with a terrible price
You’ll never know who we truly are...
Just shadows moving behind your golden bar.

Just shadows... behind the bar...

BOOMERS PRIDE - Episode One

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