Lyrics, music, production, and engineering by Jesse Weisberg & Ethan Peck. The track contains a sample from "The First Incident" by Frightened Rabbit.

Tell me the Truth

Lyrics, music, production, and engineering by Jesse Weisberg & Ethan Peck. Drums by Emily Sgouros.

Give me the news

Written, produced, engineered and performed by Jesse Weisberg & Ethan Peck. Piano by Romi Lipetz and additional vocals by Eliana Kanefield.

Lyrics:

I can’t shake the weight of the world
But I can hold it 
It’s hanging by a thread 
And that thread is you

Weight of the World

Written, produced, engineered and performed by Jesse Weisberg & Ethan Peck.

Lyrics:

Sisyphus and his stone
I am the dog and the bone
Why can’t I pick up the phone
Why must I explain being alone

Though I’m the first to admit
I know nothing at all
I’ve been hauling this stone

And you’ve not asked me once
Why I wrote what I wrote

I can’t shake the weight of the world
But I can hold it 
It’s hanging by a thread 
And that thread is you

Earth turned its back to the sun
Here comes the prodigal son
You said you thought I was the one
You said you thought I was the one

Used to call me the comeback kid
I would run with my face to the wind
But I did you no good
Doing what no man would

Used to call me the comeback kid
Used to call me the comeback kid
Now that the wait has passed
Why don’t you come back kid

Comeback Kid

Don't fuck this up

Rogue

Two Left Feet

I’ve been taking, I’ve been taking my time
Silver plating, pencil days in like Jon
So I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching inside
I’ve been searching, I’ve been searching too long

Tell the word, that you got no worries
Playing it safe, say you’re in no hurry
But you’re rolling the dice, with your borrowed stories

Got no worries

So you fake it, just commit to what seems
Say you’ll make it, calculating your dreams
Well you’re mistaken, forgot to carry that three
Give you my sympathy, but that’s not for me

Tell the word, that you got no worries
Playing it safe, say you’re in no hurry
But you’re rolling the dice, with your borrowed stories

Got no worries
Got no worries

No Worries

Sitting in this small room
The walls are bare
We share, a similar lonely stare
OoOoOoOo

Lately been feeling bad about feeling bad
It takes everything that I have
To climb out, of this stone cold
Prison I call my past

Throw me in and lock the door
I'm garbage sitting on this floor
Turn the key and leave me forever
Me and these walls, oh we'll be fine together

Words on paper don't make any sense
These laws, stamped by the hand of a guy
Who's no more half-decent than I
It takes all that I have

Throw me in and lock the door
I'm garbage sitting on this floor
Turn the key and leave me forever
Me and these walls, oh we'll be fine together

Sorry to bereft young cousins
Now you see how much I wasn't
There are better men than me
With hearts of stone and heads empty

Walls

It's time to go honey
We’ll be waiting in the car
Five more minutes mommy
As she hides behind the couch
Just outside, Dad’s taking a smoke
He says let's go, but even
He doesn't wanna go home

This seat is taken sorry
There’s a table over there
Don’t come to my party
No it's not your kind of crowd
Honey turned, friends weren’t for her
So she let go, a knife to the heart 
She would rather sit alone

Oh yea you lost it
You lost it all
Don’t say you lost it 
Oh yea you lost it all

And then you realize
Where did these 50 years go by
The tears come, your throat stiffens tight
Has this life passed me dry? 

Long days are breaking me down
In this ratty cubicle 
Sales are simply subpar
Pack your things and go
Honey walked, tamed not to talk 
Lost in the roads
Even she knows her house is no home

Oh yea you lost it
You lost it all
Don’t say you lost it 
Oh yea you lost it all

Now she’s a loving mommy
Life full of aging scars
Calling for her honey
As she hides behind the couch
Said goodbye, five minutes ago 
She said lets go, but even
She doesn’t wanna go home

Behind the Couch

Remember when we honeymooned the south of France
On the beaches of Cannes, our feet in the white sand

Nica you held me with promise
I swear we were both honest
You closed the blinds when I wasn’t looking
And after all this time it would mean the world if you could just admit it

Never thought that I had left part of myself
You put your book on the only empty spot of my shelf
And that's okay, i never told you not to
And I would never change a thing, I just need a second to think

Nica you held me with promise
I swear we were both honest
You closed the blinds when I wasn’t looking
And after all this time it would mean the world if you could just admit it

We lost touch of which was the cause
And yea we found love, but there's no way to get back what I lost
And that makes it harder, harder to live out on my own 
That makes it harder, so much harder to live alone
So much harder to live

Nica

High Tide

Full album release on 11/11

Lyrics:

Simmer down, gather round– the king has come to speak to teach you how to think. Easy lies the head that wears the crown. The truth is here but it can’t be found, and you get tired of searching. A king plays faith like a game– no different than money, power, and fame. Shifting blame where it pays, a king will get his way.  
      When you’re broken and looking for something to believe. When you mistake truth for honesty. Hard to see you when you’re acting like somebody else– trust everybody but yourself. And all the moments and the memories we used to share were polluted by a tidal wave of septic air. I start to wonder if you are still there.
      Simmer down, simmer down. Oh, we’ve been down this road before– they know you way too well. I can tell you’re shaken up by the posters on the wall– you let them in too easy. Tear ‘em off the wall or find another friend to call– I don’t want your propaganda no more. Words seep through your bones. Let the church absolve your soul and dissolve your fate in a prayer; dissolve your trust in the air. 
      When you’re broken and looking for something to believe. When you mistake truth for honesty. Hard to see you when you’re acting like somebody else– trust everybody but yourself. And all the moments and the memories we used to share were polluted by a tidal wave of septic air. I start to wonder if you are still there.
      Written down on the holiest of scriptures, no wiser than the popcorn pictures. People cave to the grandest illusion, mass ignorance just an easier solution. And on my tombstone I really hope it read that I bled for the thoughts in your head you never said. And to think from hope and not fear– I would rather be Van Gogh’s left ear than have a sensible sustainable career. And I would rather smoke a j on the veranda than listen to your propaganda.

The Propagandist

droplet i

The Fisherman

droplet ii

Liminal Space

droplet iii

Romance Abroad

Lost at Sea

The Fisherman (Odyssey Cut)

Lost in the thrill
A sled ride downhill
I've got this
Adrenaline pill
And a tendency to kill
The things that make me happy

Like a country road drive
With a bend up ahead
The foliage blinds
But I still speed ahead

I get it
But I'm not persuaded
I moved on
But I still cant take it

Just tell me how many years
I live a life rid of fears
Forget about you, forget about me
That's not really why we're here

If I died
In a landmine high
You could say
I didn't live it right

But if i made it
To your last day
Theres really nothing
That you can say to me

Do you wanna know why I cry?

I died every night
If I'm living it right
If I'm living it right

The Other Pointless Kid

Lost in the thrill
A sled ride downhill
I've got this
Adrenaline pill

I don't mind
When I'm on the road
The trees are bare
And I whizz past the bend but

Just tell me how many years
I live a life rid of fears
Forget about you, forget about me
That's not really why we're here

I get it but I'm not persuaded
I moved on but I still can't take it
Do you wanna know why I cry?
Do you wanna know why I cry?

I died every night
If I'm living it right
If I'm living it right
Every night, am I living it right?

If I died
In a landmine high
You could say
I didn't live it right

But if i made it
To your last day
Theres really nothing that you can say
Theres really nothing that you can say

Pointless Kid

Every day I wake up
And try to feel alive
So I walk out into
A field of land mines

If I step close enough
To feel my pulse rise
Then I can feel the electricity
Flow through my

Math fair '94, won it all
Chalk me up a point
Monty switch the doors
Double my odds for the gold

Born into enough
To start ahead
Though I guarantee
We'll end together cold and dead

Class is weighted
Of course we'll make it
Picture's faded
Before we take it

It's a question
Of who to please
I'm the sickness
And you the disease

I'll die for you
But live for me

Hit my marks
I'm a saint by the books
The holy one say
I was never a crook

Tally the score
If you have to, you're faking it
I won't believe you say
It's for the fuck of it

Bury the Truth
In plots off the power grid
Made my keep
And I'll keep on making it

Who would I be if I was a pointless kid?
Who would I be?

-ness

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