From the EP 'A New Kind Of House' (2011) • Pay What You Want http://tndr.lv/1FvyMHE 

The eleven-piece Portland, Oregon, supergroup is both wild and tightly structured, punk and symphonic. It begins with frontman Kyle Morton, whose significant battles with illness have left him at times struggling with meaning. “You can consider it one very bewildered man’s attempt to explain the universe, to himself, in the language of bewilderment,” he says of Typhoon’s music. Typhoon’s debut Tender Loving Empire full-length, Hunger and Thirst, is a jaw-dropping concept album that fuses folk forms with classical elements and occasional outbursts of metal. Follow-up EP A New Kind Of House features the hit song “The Honest Truth,” which placed third on Paste’s list of the 50 Best Songs of 2011. 

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Pay What You Want

Typhoon - A New Kind of House

From the EP 'A New Kind Of House' (2011) • Pay What You Want http://tndr.lv/1FvyMHE 

I never said I was honest
But I am true

We all see something different
We all recall something different 
When we watch the parade
Go marching through

So be kind to all of your neighbors
Because they're just like you
And you're nothing special
Unless they are too

All my time i've walked a filed line
I’ve held a vacant sign upon my eyelids
All my time o lord i've been so blind
But now i see the light peek through my door-jamb
But there's no hallelujah it will be gone soon
Yeah it will be gone soon it's just an empty room
This is the darkest cave we never see the day
But slowly make our way up to the mouth

You gonna piss and moan
You let the devil your home

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A New Kind of House

Typhoon - The Honest Truth

From the EP 'A New Kind Of House' (2011) • Pay What You Want http://tndr.lv/1FvyMHE 

I promised you i'm never giving up,
Never giving up, never giving up,
I won't give in
But now that my body's giving up, 
My legs are giving out my head is throwing up its hands
It's asking
Can we wait for the summer again?
Can we hold out for summer again?
Will we ever be whole again?

My old house, my childhood's tomb
It is a failing light, but it will come back soon
A candle burns in your old room
And before it goes out, i swear i will find you

My little sister, i was two, 
The year that you were born and ben came after you
We all three shared gentle youth
Our mother combed our hair, our father cleaned our wounds

Then a small thing happened, or sunk its tooth
And i was left behind, in different shapes you move
In my peripheral sight i reach out for you
But when i turn my head i'm in an empty room

A faceless clock, the hands unmoved
But for a layer of dust, a cobweb or two
In a broken mirror i see my broken truths
Now when i comb my hair, i pull the gray ones loose

My old house, my childhood's tomb
It is a failing light, but it will come back soon
In the backyard, birds, a dogwood blooms
I will come back home, i will wait for you

I will wait for the summer
I will hold out for summer
I will wait, there's a promise-land
In every man's heart.  there is a summer.

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Summer Home

Typhoon - Summer Home

From the EP 'A New Kind Of House' (2011) • Pay what you want http://tndr.lv/1FvyMHE 

You've got your hope caught up in your chest
So when you speak it makes you swollen in the face
You shouldn't be such a good target
I'll make you choke, i'll make you hide it between your legs
For if i have none, you'll have the same

We are conceived all with the same chance
To be spared, to be salvaged, to be kept safe
Then you hope to god nothing bad will happen
From when you're born 'til you go quietly from old age
To make your hope feel like a crushing weight

I found a friend in the great great beast
He's digging his claws in me

All degree shall be leveled
Because you know, you have the right, you have the right
To pursue the happiness of your neighbors
And when you catch it, you'll put it out like a light
And the few who are left, we'll set them right

Found a friend in the great great beast
He's digging his claws in me
As he's digging his claws in me
Whispers names of my enemies
And as he names my enemies
I don't suspect anything
Is this what freedom is supposed to mean?
I can choose what i don't believe in 
The truth is dying.  your youth's a dying breed

O misery loves company
So careful of the friends you keep

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Claws Pt. 1

Typhoon - Claws Pt. 1

From the EP 'A New Kind Of House' (2011) • Pay what you want http://tndr.lv/1FvyMHE 

You don't want to waste what's left of your life
Trying to stay alive, for just a little while

You know you should come back home from there,
And get some peace and quiet, just for a little while

When you were gone your house became my home
It felt like my own, if for a little while

And i'm sorry if it's changed from when you left
If we made a mess, if we carved our debts

In the kitchen tile


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Kitchen Tile

Typhoon - Kitchen Tile

From the EP 'A New Kind Of House' (2011) • Pay what you want http://tndr.lv/1FvyMHE 
	
I went out to the neighborhood
I was looking for some firewood
I stole into a strangers home
And strange, still, became my own

I fell for mantle photographs
Some distant vacation, some greener grass
A wife in white dress, myself in black
O little ghosts, ghosts, my future heart attacks

At night i press the window-pane
And set my lens across the lane
Reflected room, o refracted flame
That is my home, home,
That is where i came from

It's time i travel back to youth
To tell the life that's false from the life that is true
And if i borrowed love for you
I will pay my debts, i will start anew


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Firewood

Typhoon - Firewood

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