Recorded and Produced in a South Korean apartment by Language of Shapes.

Mastered in Canada by Harris Newman at Greymarket Mastering.

The last time you stumbled over these shores
The dawn seemed so far from your grasp but now it's all yours
Some lessons we learned from our time in the darkness seep through
And even the same stupid bullshit behaves as if new

The last time you stood without turning away
The corpse of your conscience floated on past
But you couldn't reach out right away
Lucky for you it grows back like the shards of your soul
That you traded for whiskey and cheap finite thrills to distract you from taking your throne

The light fires down on the lost

The first time you knocked on the otherworld door
Your brain flood with yellow you quaked in your robes and backed out from completing the call
And all of those angles they flooded your brain from within
A straightforward message from the ancient of days burst out from the eye to your skin

Love is blind

The first time you knocked on the otherworld door
The dawn seemed so far from your grasp but now it's all yours.

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Psych-Fi Sci-Folk for the End of Time.

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Tristram Burden - vocals, mandolins, stringed things and French horn
J.E. Seuk - vocals, mandolins, stringed things and flute
Patrick Mackay - Guitars
Kimberly Brigner - mandolin, flute
Courtland Miles -  bass
Robert Goldberg - djembe

All songs (c) 2011-2015 Language of Shapes

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