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JUBILEE

Wishing your lover goes blind
It's a fickle reprieve, when you're left behind
(I heard) you'll see it different in time
But look at my face and these cast iron eyes
(You said) "Man, you sound sad and unkind"
(I said) "I'll hide the rest in metaphored lies"

Old winter clothes in an attic of ghosts
I cut off the sleeves, though the summer was close
But summer's afraid of a Halloween home
Now the ghosts are upstairs wearing my summer clothes

You were everything I couldn't find
In dirty bedsheets and five dollar wine
There's blood in the water tonight
And when I get a drink it's vampire's eyes
...
The sailors all know my kind
A couple big waves and thing it just dies
shipwrecked and lost in the night
(They'll say) "send out the teams, boys. We'll find him by light"
They're screaming and yelling when they arrive
Wooden stakes in their hands and fire in their eyes
A group of them has got to be right...

Old winter clothes in an attic of ghosts
I cut off the sleeves, though the summer was close
But summer's afraid of a Halloween home
Now the ghosts are upstairs wearing my summer clothes

Wonderful, horrible lies
Like standing up straight, but broke at the spine
I told you once; now I'm telling you twice
You were everything I couldn't find

A Brick, Stone, or Vine Between the Teeth.wav

I took a train down the coast today
A couple shots and beer, I was on my way
I don’t know where

I know I could use a friend
Picked up the phone but I just couldn’t move my hand

I don’t know where the fuck i’ve been
I left the country where my heart still lives
I swear you wouldn’t know any worse

All these people, they come and go
They leave you here but they never quite leave you alone
I know I could make a call, get on the bus and take it all back
But that takes time

I don’t know where the fuck i’ve been
I left the country where my heart still lives
I swear you wouldn’t know any worse

Oh boy, come on.
I know you’re not the only one
Who gets a little lonesome at the setting sun

I don’t know where the fuck i’ve been
I left the country where my heart still lives
I swear you wouldn’t know any worse


The Dogs of Winter - Demo

Little paws
All those words, all those songs, all those nights I left you singing there
All on your own
All that dust, from all your bones, how it settles in that urn while you stand there
All alone

So paint me red or paint me black
Either way I know you’re never coming back
To me again

How I’d laugh, just run along. Tearing down that beach and swearing
I was strong
How you’d wait, small and strong. Quiet as the weeks turned to months
And then just long

So paint me red or paint me black
Either way I know you’re never coming back
To me again

If we could walk another day
If we were young again, I would stay
You were always what I was not
Well, you were there, man and I was gone
I would struggle and you’d be strong
I’d come back
I was wrong

And the winter would eat us both whole
It pulled the flesh from our bones
I never made it back home
And now I fucked it all away


Little Paws - Demo

Like Jurassic world; but more motorcycles 
All that weight, boy to pull
Ever Since you were young you’ve known
Thought that you could run and all that shit just falls away like stones
Rolling off the coast
But you’re the one who waits alone just staring at the boats
Wondering what's below

We were young and brave stoned
We were young and brave and hoped
We were young and brave and all the debts we left unpaid and whole
Like they would never know
Well we were young enough to feel like we were all alone 
Cast out in the snow

Now all the death you left on New Year's Eve
And all the pain, the tears, the blood, you hide it up your sleeve
And all the songs you wrote for Christmas past 
Now they’re ghosts, they rattle their chains
They know you’ll never last

Catch a plane around the world
Break some bread and call it home
Turn the clock around
And all the shit just falls away like stones just rolling off the coast
Or it’s just kept away and stored and taken down below
A basement full of ghosts

Even though it’s the middle of the night, you’re not alone son, you’re still alive
And even though you’ll never get it right, well you're alone, son
You’re still a lie. Its not a lie

And it’ll fall away like stones just rolling off the coast
But you’re the one who waits alone just staring at the boats


Tramadol - Dems

This is a collection of songs recorded with a sony ic recorder during the month of May.
This is a smattering of original material and illegally recorded covers.
This is an attempt to capture a moment, usually at night before or after several beverages that often contain, what science believes it to be, Ethanol alcohol.
This is, by no means, professional.
This is to fill a void between now and the completion of the album.
This is an attempt at music we hope you enjoy.
This is how you spell "velociraptor"
This is the track listing.
5.1.12 Overdue - The Get Up Kids
5.5.12 Avenues – Whiskeytown
5.7.12 Here’s lookin’ at you, kid – The Gaslight Anthem
5.11.12 Ain’t so lonely – Lucero
5.13.12 In my time of need – Ryan Adams
5.17.12 How strong my love is – Otis Redding
5.18.12 I was younger then – Riesage
5.19.12 All the real girls – Riesage
5.20. 12 Death hilarious – Riesage
5.21.12 The sum of Ulysses – Riesage
5.26.12 The weary kind – Ryan Bingham
5.28.12 Vacilando territory blues – J. Tillman
5.29.12 Working titles – Damien Jurado
5.30.12 Gospel eaters – Riesage
5.31.12 Enter/exit – Riesage

5.28.12 vacilando territory blues

An EP to destroy all EP's. Cross your fingers and hope you don't turn into a pumpkin, because this one is going to keep you up all night.

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