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Old lusts and the musk of wood dust trapped in my old house. 
The air's too thick to breathe so desperately we scooped it in our mouths. 
Untouched with a poor paint job and a short attention span. 
If I could concentrate, it would have turned it great but I can't. 

And I'll probably never be a famous writer. But, I can read and write okay. 
And ill probably never be all that successful. Would you love me still the same way? 

Grass stains and old Brit khaki pants it's getting old. 
I still don't have the means to buy nice things but I'm over it, it's cool. 
I slept inside my car for what seemed like forever. 
I ain't ate a lunch the past six months it's time to get my life together. 

And I'll probably never be a fearless fighter. But, I can fight this off today. 
You'll probably never love me like I love you, but I love you still the same way. 

And I'd have changed if I knew it was an option. 
God knows I would have changed. 
Cause ill probably never be the same without you. 
Ill probably never be the same. 

I'd have changed if I knew it was an option. 
God I wish I could change. 
Cause I'm not even half of what you wanted. 
And I gave everything I have. 

Ill probably never be a famous writer. But I've accepted it, it's okay. 
You'll probably never love me like I love you. But, I love you still the same way. 


Released 23 August 2014 

Produced, recorded and mixed by Travis Hill at The Looking Glass Recording Studio in Woodstock, GA. 
www.thelookingglassrecording.com 

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering. 
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Grass Stains

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The slightest move the smallest touch. We've built such an incredible distance. You'd find me there by that yellow street sign, life can change in an instant. Sixty-five miles an hour on a twenty-five mile an hour road, we thought it was an accident until we found your note. I can't get it out of my mind. You really oughta start hiding my keys at night. Running away only makes it feel more authentic. I told you I was joking, but you knew that I meant it. "Don't take your thoughts so seriously. Sometimes weird shit gets up inside your head." You probably thought I wasn't listening, but I clung to every word you said. I can't get it out of my mind. I can't just leave it all behind. You really oughta start hiding my keys at night. So where are you now? And where is that line? Cause forgetting you ever lived doesn't feel right. But God knows I'm trying.


Released 23 August 2014

Produced, recorded and mixed by Travis Hill at The Looking Glass Recording Studio in Woodstock, GA. 
www.thelookingglassrecording.com

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering. 
www.azimuthmastering.com

Labor Day

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Momma prays the collar stays and fake black leather dress-up shoes to keep me looking clean and prude for Jesus to see us and the snacks that we leave crushed there in the carpet below the pews. I don't need a sign. If it's fake, then that's alright with me I guess I'll never know what's really right. I'll just keep on playing like all of it feels so real to me and God's got me a mansion with the angels in heaven. I was told in Sunday school that "God's got real big plans for you." I hope it's true. If I can keep from the Devil's drink my grandkids' kids will remember me and speak of my return, when Jesus resurrects all of the righteous boys and girls and all my stupid asshole friends that tortured me in high school will be cast in the flames. Oh god I can't wait! And I know that God hates my yellin, but I hope there's windows in heaven where I can watch them burn. I don't need a sign. If it's fake, then that's alright with me I guess I'll never know what's really right. I'll just keep on playing like all of it feels so real to me and God's got me a mansion in the sky.

Released 23 August 2014 

Produced, recorded and mixed by Travis Hill at The Looking Glass Recording Studio in Woodstock, GA. 
www.thelookingglassrecording.com 

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering. 
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Mansion In The Sky

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I finally let go of your corkboard full of quotes like "do your best and the rest will follow." You stored your meaning on purple post-it notes, just accept that life is hollow. We can't work it out and try another time another time let's stop this now. I don't wanna waste another second. Would you just go away? You've scratched my front door with your nails enough. Let it be, nobody's really in control of anything. I finally took down your corkboard full of quotes like "do your best and the rest will follow." You stored your meaning on purple post-it notes, just accept that life is hollow. We played it out, we tried our best to do what's best and I guess that's what counts. I don't regret a second that I spent, but you can't be afraid to pull your pants up while the curtains down and just walk away. I know it's hard, but you can do hard things, you can do hard things, you can. And I know you're trying to buy a little time to work it out, but this time it's not working out.

Released 23 August 2014 

Produced, recorded and mixed by Travis Hill at The Looking Glass Recording Studio in Woodstock, GA. 
www.thelookingglassrecording.com 

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering. 
www.azimuthmastering.com

Mansion In The Sky

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