Thank you Joey we love you.

LYRICS:
And I never thought that I'd save my praise
For the song-less prayer for the opulent days
When I met my maker, looked him in the face
For the lost return of my childhood haze

And I never thought that I'd meet my match
In a parking lot outside the pumpkin patch
With your auburn hair, the way you tied it back
So I left my date, didn't even look back

Never believed anything I was told
'Cause my mother left when I was twelve years old
And I slept outside under the old orange grove
Eating tangerines for a sunken soul
Soul soul
Soul

A little compassion is too much to ask
Of the old white men buying books with cash
Say I "take too long" so they're talking smack
And I quit I'm not paid enough for that

'Cause I spent my whole life thinking I was wrong
For questioning things, for writing songs
For forgetting choreography I was shown
For feeling the things that I've always known

And there is so much that I'll never know
Why this fox it follows everywhere I go
From the church we pass into the grocery store
Even when I ask, he waits at my front door
Door
Door
Door

Never had faith in my life before
'Til I found my god at the department store
Where you worked the night shift and got off at four
So I'd wait for you up on the kitchen floor

And I think the worst part of growing up
Is starting to hate the ones you used to love
And you sit there staring in the dining room
And you try to love them but they hate you too
And you try to hate them but they love you too

Think I'll make it to the pearly gates?
'Cause I know I've seen better when I saw your face
Make Saint Peter crumble under all that grace
All that good in you outweighed all my hate

Yea, I think I'll leave, now it's time to go
'Cause I've slept in this grave 'bout a month or so
And if I don't leave now then I'll never go
I'll eat tangerines in my new found home
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home

CREDITS:
Nolyn Ducich: Music/lyrics, producer, lead/harmony vocals, acoustic guitar, synthesizers
Daniel Bermudez: Producer, engineer, synthesizers, electric guitar, bass
Joey MacMahan: Producer, engineer
Erik Chapman: Cello
Julian Kirsch: Trumpet
Sammy Hinrichsen: Mixing
Timothy Stollenwerk: Mastering

Tangerine

LYRICS:
Won't you fold your head into my knee
That emerald bruise, it's on your cheek
And I'll hold each breath you give to me
Like peppermint and rosemary
 
As I'm drowning in the river
Somethings never end
As the hand of god delivers
This honey to my head
 
And my friends, they're feasting softly
They're teeth don't make a sound
And I'd give them my whole body
But they never stick around
 
Sawyer, won't you call me sweet
Put on my shirt, go slow on me
And I'll stay here ‘til you say your piece
Untie the silk around my knees
 
As I'm drowning in the river
Somethings never end
As the hand of god delivers
This honey to my head
 
And my friends, they're feasting softly
They're teeth don't make a sound
And I'd give them my whole body
 
But they never stick around
Now I'm drowning in the river
I know it never ends
As the hand of god delivers
And the hand of god will win
 
And my friends, they're feasting softly
They're teeth don't make a sound
And I'd give them my whole body
But they never stick around
 
And my friends they're feasting softly
They're teeth don't make a sound
And I'd give them my whole body
But they never stick around

CREDITS:
Nolyn Ducich: Music/lyrics, producer, lead/harmony vocals
Daniel Bermudez: Producer, engineer, percussion
Joey MacMahan: Producer, engineer, acoustic guitar 
Erik Chapman: Cello
Aaron Liebman: Bass
Sammy Hinrichsen: Mixing
Timothy Stollenwerk: Mastering

Stick Around

LYRICS:
Got this knock-off divination
I put it in my tunes
I’m on the corner of creation 
But never follow through

I like walking ‘round the college
The gates are painted green
They got redwoods in their gardens
But no sobriety 

These mosquitoes keep on sewing 
Their bites between my knees
But my love is ever-knowing
She spits ice into my seams 

I was talking to the barkeep 
With her streaks of silver-gray
And she smiled and called me “Honey”
And she turned my ass away 

‘Cause I know what I’m seeing 
The wasteland is just a pit
Of my own deceit 
God I’m too young to feel like this

There’s a beetle on my screen door 
With iridescent wings
And I’ll write him into my score
So he’ll live eternally 

Summer’s looking pretty slack-jawed
I take him by the roots 
It’s the taming of a stray dog
And the kindness I mistook 

‘Cause I know what I’m seeing 
The wasteland is just a pit
Of my own deceit 
God I’m too young to feel like this

‘Cause I know what I’m seeing 
The wasteland is just a pit
Of my own deceit 
God I’m too young to feel like this

To feel like this
To feel like this
To feel like this
To feel like this
To feel like this
To feel like this
To feel like this
To feel like this

CREDITS:
Nolyn Ducich: Music/lyrics, producer, lead/harmony vocals 
Daniel Bermudez: Producer, engineer, acoustic guitar, slide guitar, piano, synthesizers, tambourine
Joey MacMahan: Producer, engineer, acoustic guitar
Erik Chapman: Cello 
Andrew Perrea: Bass
Sammy Hinrichsen: Mixing
Timothy Stollenwerk: Mastering

Wasteland

Thank you to my dear friend Combs.

LYRICS:
I love you man.
Um, I’m hoping you’re having an amazing day.
‘Cause it’s your birthday. 
You're an incredibly talented, special human being in my life and I adore you to pieces.
So with that, I bid you adieu and I hope you have a wonderful day with your family, friends, I don’t know what you’re doing in this weird corona-ville but I hope you’re doing something fun.
Love you man, hope to talk to you soon. Have a good one.
She’s 21


CREDITS:
Nolyn Ducich: Producer, vocals, effect manipulation 
Daniel Bermudez: Producer, engineer, guitars, synthesizers, drum programming, effect manipulation 
Natalie Combs: Voicemail 
Timothy Stollenwerk: Mastering

Combs

Thank you Joey we love you.

LYRICS:
Think I’ll take another fucking walk today
To think about the things I want to grow
And I’ll fill my house with raspberries, apricots, rosemary
Pretend I’ve got a green thumb when I don’t
‘Cause I don’t

Songs are tough and worn like mental jewelry
I wear them like emeralds on my hands
Like learning my own remedies
Where words are pearls and melodies
Is all the shit I keep inside my head

I’m full of life
But I’m so tired
Am I a liar?
Or just having fun?
I’m high on life
But I’m still tired
I’m not a liar
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21

And I wear this blouse to show what I am offering
It’s see-through, has a collar ‘round the neck
And what my brothers think of me
Should not be my identity
I guess that I’m not used to this stuff yet

And I’m full of life
But I’m so tired
Am I a liar?
Or just having fun?
I’m high on life
But I’m so tired
I’m not a liar
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21

No, I’m just 21
No, i’m just 21
No, I’m just

And I could not fake it
Oh I hate it when the sun goes down
I feel so vacant
I lie awake inside of my parents house
Can they hear me now?

I’m full of life
But I’m so tired
Am I a liar?
Or just having fun?
And I’m high on life
And I’m still tired
I’m not a liar
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21

No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just 21
No, I’m just

CREDITS:
Nolyn Ducich: Music/lyrics, producer, lead/harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Daniel Bermudez: Producer, engineer, piano, bass, electric guitar
Joey MacMahan: Producer, engineer
Aaron Liebman: Electric guitar
Sammy Hinrichsen: Mixing
Timothy Stollenwerk: Mastering

LYRICS:
Too fast, too slow
Grant's pass, the snow
Won't last, I know
Just ask

Some loss in Washington state 
White frost with a chrysalis face
Don't got too much to say
Much to say, much

I'm crashing out
Like a carver
Lying down
In the water
Washing out
With my father
and I'm slowing 
Slowing

I hate the other band
Don't know why we're still friends 
Shit cycle never ends
Never ends, never 

I'm crashing out
Like a carver
Lying down
In the water
Washing out
With my father
and I'm slowing 
Slowing down
I am slowing

CREDITS:
Music and lyrics by Nolyn Ducich and Daniel Bermudez
Produced and engineered by Ryan Pollie
Mixed by Daniel Bermudez 
Mastered by Andrew Perrea

Carver

cover art done by my lovely friend nataliemariemorris.com

Give my love to Rose

Give My Love To Rose- Johnny Cash

Lyrics:

Above the treeline 
Past the skyline
The air is getting thin
My chest aches my shins 
Your'e pulling me upwards
And you won't stop
Until you've reached the top

Your love is like altitude sickness
Makes it hard to breathe
Getting tired of climbing upwards 
Drifting to sleep
Let the snow sink into my skin, dear
Crystallize my mind and numb the fear

Running down the mountain side
I thought it'd get better with time
But my chest filled with this hate and spite
And lies pass the time 

Your love is like altitude sickness
Makes it hard to breathe
Getting tired of climbing upwards 
Drifting to sleep
Let the snow sink into my skin, dear
Crystallize my mind and numb the fear
And I can't breathe
And i can't see, too
Out of here
Out of you 
Out of you
Out of you, out of you, out of you 

And this altitude sickness
And I can't breathe
It's starting to take over taking over me 
My heads not right, I can't see out my eyes
I'm blacking out from all of your white lies 
Soon enough I won't be able to see
So let the cold suffocate me

altitude 

altitude (demo)

LYRICS: 
So you’ve finally come to leave 
Staring back at me 
Outside in the snow 
Oh your head between my hands 
You’ll vanish once again 
Like my mother’s ghost 

And you 
Left me 
Standing frozen 
You take all before you go 
Like autumn’s breath of smoke 
And you 
Left me 
Staring blankly 
Up at the half moon
Oh I wish I could be there 
With you 
With you
All for you

Been trying to grip onto 
The way things go 
Like the heat within the summer 
And the winter’s lack of hope 
Don’t know why I can’t seem to grasp it 
With a cold and bitter strife
For the only thing that’s constant 
Is change within my life 

And you 
Left me 
Standing frozen 
You take all before you go 
Like autumn’s breath of smoke 
And you 
Left me 
Staring blankly 
Up at the half moon
Oh I wish I could be there 
With you
With you
All for you  

CREDITS:
Nolyn Ducich: Singer-songwriter 
Daniel Bermudez: Producer, Instrumentation
Trent Woodman: Mixing/Mastering 
Jake Marlow: Cover Photography

Moon

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