Breathe

Happy To Be Wrong

Little Sieve

Speaking In Code

We Don't Listen

I heard a man on the radio
It felt like something you would’ve said 
About how the government’s still lying to us 
And we’ll be working til we’re dead

I’m sure you’ve heard it all before
But I’ve never meant it more
It’s bittersweet
But you can take your time, my friend
  
T-T-T-Time 

I saw a face reflected in the window
For a second, it was you
Your sister said you’re fine
You’re just inside all the time 
You should know, you still have nothing to prove 

There’s a tale that I read when I was young 
About how the people you love leave when their lessons are done 
Was it time for you to go? 
Do I just grow on my own? 
Stay still in the store
Like a kid, just waiting for your tannoy call

I’m sure you’ve heard it all before
But I’ve never meant it more
It’s bittersweet
But you can take your time, my friend

I’m sure you’ve heard it all before
But I’ve never meant it more
It’s bittersweet
But you can take your time, my friend 
Go ahead and take your time, my friend 
Go ahead and take your time, my friend 
Maybe with time, we’ll get there again

Take Your Time

Dark Room // Watch It Fall

Missing The Party

Waking life
Have we been wake walking
In the night
Turn off the lights and soon
It’s us and the cabin crew
Projections and hues

Sleepy head
What are you doing 
Go back to bed
Have you been drinking
Your eyes are red
I’m fine I said
Just resting my head 
On the city cement

On a nonstop with nowhere to go
We’re asleep in the eye of the storm
This time we’ll be fine
At the end of an echo parade
Would you look at the mess that we made
I can see the sun

Transit dreams
Travel the world while we’re
Fast asleep
Think we can climb up 
The castle walls
I won’t let you fall
Sink and dissolve

Counting sheep
At home on the hills 
Irish fantasy
One minute sun 
And the rest it’s rain
A hurricane
Devours the plane while we 
Go down in flames

On a nonstop with nowhere to go
We’re asleep in the eye of the storm
This time we’ll be fine
At the end of an echo parade
Would you look at the mess that we made
I can see the sun
At the end of this echo parade
That was all just a fucking charade
This time I’ll be…

Wake up in a cold sweat
Not coming back to bed
Plane crash and a wet dream
747 under fitted sheets
I will not go to sleep
Where she’s waiting for me
I will not go to sleep

Red Eye

Bench Warmer (Audio)

Recorded at Echo Zoo Studios 
Produced by Theo Verney 
Mixed by Theo Verney 
Engineered by Christoph Skirl 
Mastered by Bill Skibbe (TMM Third Man Records)
Music by The Howlers 
Lyrics by Adam Young

Red Eye

Modern Diet

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