LOST SONGS, Vol. 1: BERLIN

BUT ARE YOU HAPPY?

To Be A Goth

Albert

Maybe
there is no meaning
but we do it
all for love

And although
our time is waning
we do it
all for love

The leaves are gold
and the sky has turned from gray
And the darkest night 
is met by the brightest day

One day
there will be nothing
but we do it
all for love

The leaves are gold
and the sky has turned from gray
and the darkest night 
is met by the brightest day

I will rise
and I will fall
I will stand 
to face it all
And all is well
and my heart is full
and despite the impossibility
of life the one thing that will carry me
is love


Recorded and mixed by Sean McLaughlin at 37' Productions, Rockland, MA 
Mastered by Jay Frigoletto at Mastersuite, Brookline, NH 
Produced by Sean McLaughlin and Eddie Japan 

Words and music by David Santos 
Arranged by Eddie Japan 

Eric Brosius - guitars 
Chris Barrett - keyboards and horns 
Bart LoPiccolo - guitars 
Charles Membrino - bass 
Chuck Ferreira - drums 
Emily Belastock - backing vocals 
Morgan Llorens - backing vocals 
Kate Connell - backing vocals 
David Santos - lead and backing vocals 

with: 
Clara Kebabian - violin 
Eva Walsh - violin 
Joanna Ostranda - viola 
Jonah Sacks - cello 

String arrangements by Chris Barrett 

Design by Nicole Anguish at Daykamp Creative
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Albert

SHAKE

Shake

Pluto

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Released: 18 June 2019 (LAB Records)
Listen/Stream/Download options http://smarturl.it/itstheselittlethings
Written and performed by Marsicans

I’m lost in the bread aisle
Should be over
In frozen with those little things
that make my mood swing
The cost of the feeling
That I crave 
Is way beyond my day to day
but I’d still pay

It’s getting light again
Ephemeral
But still enough to change my mind
And start to define
Just what I need to get by
As I shield my eyes
From all the bad in the world
As it continues to unfurl

You know it’s cold, cold

Well I’m not looking for sympathy
I just need these little things.

It’s these little things 
It’s these little things 

Like how you feel when indoors
As the rain starts to pour
But you’re nice and warm
'cause the heating’s on
Or when you find a bank note
Crumpled up in a coat
That you’ve not worn in a while
How it makes you smile

You know it’s gold, gold

Well I’m not looking for sympathy
I just need these little things

It’s these little things 
It’s these little things

Little Things

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