Artist: Josephine Sillars
Produced by Jordan Round 
Artwork: Rhianonne Stone 

Lyrics:
I get by, basing my thoughts
On the things that keep me calm
I get by, thinking up ways
In which I can understand
All of the pain (pain)
Doesn’t make sense in a
Realistic way
All of the pain (pain)
Leaves an echo
You can listen for today

That boy make bad decisions
But claims that he can’t help it
That boy makes bad decisions
And claims that it’s predestined
That boy make bad decisions
But claims that he can’t help it
That boy makes bad decisions
And claims that it’s predestined

He told me
Everything happening
already happened
He told me
We deserve justice without conditions
He told me
None of that happened
none of that happened
He told me
Original sin leaves no room for opposition

That boy, that boy
That boy, that boy
That boy, that boy
Mmmmmmmmm
Makes bad decisions
That boy, that boy
That boy, that boy
That boy, that boy
Mmmmmmmmm
Makes bad decisions

I asked him
If you could chose
You would chose to stay the same?
I asked him
Because my own fears overcrowd
My own ideas of change
I asked him
If you could chose
Would you chose to stay the same
Would you chose to stay the same
Would you chose to stay the same

That boy make bad decisions
But claims that he can’t help it
That boy makes bad decisions
And claims that it’s predestined
That boy make bad decisions
But claims that he can’t help it
That boy makes bad decisions
And claims that it’s predestined

That Boy

A loose jam about insomnia, for all you night-owls. This one's been in the works since June 2012; it's good to be able to stop polishing it and finally show you all.

All parts written and performed by Lou Holliday.
Special thanks to Oscar Eriksen once again for assisting production.
Photo credit: Annabel Taylor.

Lyrics:
When you wake up in bed, 
Can’t tell if you’re dreaming
No, don’t open your eyes, 
Just carry on sleeping, my dear.
Can’t you hear her singing? 
	
See with your hands, 
Not with your eyes
Under skeleton trees, 	
Scrunched up newspaper skies,
And with distant sighs, How far you’ll slide…

Into your lake, to your alternative lives.
Where you make sense of the vague
Where they paint mouths on your smiles
	
But you’ve been here before,
Though it’s different this time
A house full of doors
And broken christmas tree lights.
It's just bad timing...

If you can’t tell between when you’re waking and dreaming
You might as well just carry on sleeping.
We're in limbo, but how would you know?
How would your broken bones show?
How would your garden grow?

When you wake up in bed, and can’t tell if you’re dreaming
No, don’t open your eyes, just carry on sleeping, my dear.

Limbo (Mary, Mary)

Delight in our very first Distant Kingdoms music preview, taken from the concept track "Humans Instrumental Theme."

That Boy

Josephine Sillars

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