"Palacio del Rio, I felt the hair stand up on our necks 
At the thought of what we'd captured, if you can capture something like that 
There before me, past the door, old abandoned Casino Club foyer 
Bygone glare of an Alamo soldier, forlorn in its air as if to say 

I am trapped here and I don't have a key 
To any door within this hallway 
The past it lures me in and then surrounds me 
With hope that I could start again 

Yeah I get it, well I've felt like that forever 
But I know things get better 
Or at least that's what they tell me 
And I tell other people when they're down 
And hangin' around, taking my life force 
And suckin' it out, leaving me empty of 
All of my energy, but needing some help or 
Needing a hand when half the time 

I am lost here and I don't have a map 
To any place outside this body 
My fears and my regrets like oceans in an hourglass 
The time it drowns me 

I'd seen you before, in a dream 
Now too hazy to say who you were, where we are 
What it means, Omador, in the dark 
Sings the song of a magni dolor to the night 
But it sounds like a scream 
Yeah it sounds like a scream, feels like a scar 
That everyone knows how you got"

Self-titled EP

"Omador"

"The Recess" (Interlude)

"I awake in the night again 
To find them hanging down 
Like vines from the ceiling 
Tangled strands of almost invisible string 
Coiled round my neck as reigns 
Held by some great, invisible king 

You're a god here 
In the land of the living but-when 
Where I play the worm 
On a stage, a cathedral of dirt 
Where I reign in the salt of the earth 
Brought out by the dew and the shade 
Just to feed the birds 

I have mulled it over and over 
Life it is but a vulture 
Sometimes it leaves you scraps of meat 
Most times it is but the bones 

You're a god here 
In the land of the living what-if 
In the red cities 
Fortresses forged by regret 
And the rest, yeah the rest, well the rest should remain as it was 
As it were, and the world 
The world just spins like a top"

"Heirlooming"

"It's ok. It's alright. Go back to bed now, everything is fine 
But I don't buy it all, oh no. I can feel it in the rag and the bone 
That everything has changed in my life 
And I'll be picking up the pieces 'til I die 
It's no life 

How long's the wait into heaven anyway? 
I imagine a single-file procession slowly creeping past the gates 
And how much say do we really have in anything we do? 
Does everyone become a ghost? 
Who haunts where, and who haunts who? 

When you died, did you slip through a crack in the floorboards? 
Did your spirit slip out through the back door? 
Did your soul float up through the ceiling? 
You know that's what I grew up believing 

How long's the wait into heaven anyway? 
I envision miles of torrid ocean, black and boundless in its length
All my loved ones stacked in limbo, bodies making up the waves 
Calling out in tongues through the gnashing of their teeth 

When you died, did you slip through a crack in the floorboards? 
Did your spirit slip out through the back door? 
Did your soul float up through the ceiling? 
You know that's what we all like believing 

I need to see some wild birds 
I need to feel like it's worth it 
I need a reason to go on 
'Cause I can't stop my mind"

"Brand New"

"I'm not a child of god
I'm not that bunting in the springtime
This is not the view, the view I want of the sky
O' to be left behind
To wilt, not flourish in the sunshine
This ain't where I wanna be, where I wanna be when I fly


Away from me
Forsake the out-of-order sign
A badge of shame on my infinity
I have wandered far too far
I am lost and out of reach
And I long to be back where I started


I wear the mark
I have a yellow card
There are gifts you can give that you can never take back
I wear the mark
I have a violet scar
There are places you can go from which you cannot return


Wait for me
After all my years of searching I am still here at the in-between
What was it even for
I have calloused and I'm sore
How I long to be back where I started


I have become only this
I can't find it in myself to forgive or forget
The one that made me, made me hate me
Makes me question every second of this
On the TV, out of sight but in the background
The weatherman is forecasting the end
He's forecasting the end"

"The Weatherman"

"Solamente"

"Wake up homeless
In a house of brittle leaves
This trembling palace
In a land that feels abandoned
Where the wind speaks like it's shouting


I've been thinking 'bout how we don't know where we go when we go
I don't wanna be the last in tow
Stranded at the end of the line
I wanna trade in all my lessons and my memories
I wanna buy us both a trip home


Spend my days here slowly wasting
Not my old self, constant changeling
I've been doubting, sometimes straying
Fingers crossed, but I've been praying


I've been thinking 'bout how we don't know where we go when we go
All we want is just a chance to reap the fruit of all the seeds that we've sown
I wanna meet you in the garden of infinity
I wanna watch the light wash over me


I saw you in the yard today
But every time that I got too close
You flew away
Or opened up my mouth to speak
You were gone before I got that far
And I know it's not for keeps but it still stings


It's getting clearer in almost every single way
That you're here for me to see
Not for me to save, and that's okay"

"Fingers Crossed"

"First day of the rest of my life
I say over and over as I try to convince myself
Yeah, the first day of the rest of my life
Product of twenty something years somehow just passing me by
A day becomes a month and here I am
Fabricating meaning, justifying circumstance
Sprawling aimlessly about the house
Retracing my mistakes


When all I want is just for this to feel worth it
All I want for you to feel is vice versa
All I want is just for this to make me feel something again
Something that I haven't felt in forever


I wanna be like them
Put the entirety of my being in a god's hands
Wanna wake up, wake up feeling taken care of
Not left down here alone to chase my tail in circles
I wanna write a song like that
Like this is for the ones that made it out
And this is for the ones still stuck here wrestling with doubt
And this is for the ones that live it day in and day out


When all we want is just for this to feel worth it
That crippling doubt replaced with a sense of purpose
All we want is just for this to make us feel something again
To feel your touch even if we find it hurts us"

"Vice Versa"

Lo, I've been
Waging war inside my head
Since I was old enough to stand
But not yet old enough to sit
Now I can't go on
Another song about lament
Without acknowledging the fact
I don't remember half of it


But I cannot forget
The way it made me feel
And doesn't make me feel
A life under a veil
No matter what I do
In ire by flame or flood
You find your way straight back
You still bloom


I await the day with baited breath
To rue the moment you reveal yourself once more
For there are only so many places
Capable of keeping something like that
Under lock and key or Latin phrases
Spells designed as mantras that I tell myself
Something like "if I keep myself in your good graces"
But that ain't ever worked


For one could never fill
A void so cavernous
Where sun it doesn't rise
For moon it doesn't set
Just hangs there in the sky
As black as black can get
And dreams they don't bear fruit
But still bloom


You still bloom
In the meadow of my mind
You still bloom


What's made it's home inside of me
That looms so large yet can't be seen
What's made it's home inside of me
That looms so large

Stillbloom

"Stillbloom"

Lord knows I've always
Promised you this
Promised I wouldn't 
Stand where I couldn't 
Stand to and shouldn't
And though I have a habit
Of teaching myself a lesson
If this is the answer
Then what was the question


Did I lose it getting so caught up
In the things that won't even matter
Did I waste it being so stuck
On the people that don't even give a shit
Did I miss it hunting high and low
For the reason and the rhyme of my doing this
In the ox months it gets so dark
That you can't see the thick in the thin of it


Failed expedition
Confirming my fears
Destined to captain a sinking ship
Born my own anchor
A crack in the hull
Taking on water til I'm 
Wholly submerged
Swallowed by the earth in the
Blinding white sea


I walk away, I always do
I walk away, I always
I walk away, I always do
When I start to struggle
I walk away, I always do
I walk away, I always
I walk away, I always do
I walk away
I walk away

The Ox Months

"The Ox Months"

When you are gone I will regret
The few times I had power and did nothing with it
Like come over or call
To say I miss him, too, you're not alone

But I never do the things I wish I'd done
Just keep finding new ways to fuck things up
And I know if I don't do something I'm gonna hate who I become
Hate the person I've become

When you are gone I will regret
The few times I had power and did nothing with it
Like come over or call
Cause I was too sad, or too scared, or anxious, or vulnerable

Still I never say the things I wish I'd said
Just keep 'em all held captive in my head
By now if I don't do something I'm gonna hate the way this ends
Over and over again

Oh I hope that you don't take this in the wrong way
But I found myself hoping he'd die before he forgot me
I just couldn't stand the thought of him not calling me Code
And confusing the goddamn phone
Confusing the goddamn phone
Confusing the phone for the goddamn tv remote

Yet I never do the things I wish I'd done
Just keep finding new ways to fuck things up
And I know if I don't do something I'm gonna hate who I become
Hate the person I've become

"Cardinals(When You're Gone)"

Atmospheric alt-rock duo out of TX/CA.

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