I don’t know if I will ever be fully ready for the REM rebound
It’s been so long since I have dreamed
They are bleeding through to here and now
And the days when I could say I want to run
Are few and far between
That is the difference between what I said and I what I mean

Who me?  I’ve got a feeling
There’s something in the air
It’s staring through your heart of darkness 
Where nothing serene will be repaired
Yes it bears repeating
We’ve all got a bear to bear
Oh yes I feel it beating
Who me? I’ve got a chest to bare
Yes the heat is breathing down the neck of every speck of dust 
I’ve come to love and trust the rush of fevered whispered fears
Hushed in my ears like truth or dare
Futures, options, sinking shares
Think tanking like a panzer rusting in an armory

Oowee I’ve got a feeling
Who me? I’ve got a feeling 

We may never overcome these waves of secret frequencies
Relieve me from believing in a world we cannot see 
Oh, we are VR enabled, fearful to a fault
But at least we had the decency to waste away adults

Oowee I’ve got a feeling
Who me? I’ve got a feeling 

It’s just a weakening of the knees
This old birdsong as sung by bees
Young love is whistled through treehouses
Soft as vespers

Oh, woah, I am the lanternfly
In a landslide of lanternflies
Oh, woah, I am the lanternfly
In a landslide of lanternflies

Last Chants

The Lanternfly

Cider spiked with Heaven Hill
An ashtray on a window sill
A view to watch the snowflakes fall in 
The news to know who’s left to kill
Blanket warm
Fire warmer
Women keep you company
Just long enough to lose track of the moment 
From the memories of spider silk, milk and honey, 
Grapes and cheeses, salted meats
Two sugar cubes, feet and teeth
Faces change
Names may change 
The facts remain the same
My brain is black
Hand-washed by summer rain
It’s so hard to believe it
But I’m the lucky one

Some days on earth feel like seven
Some days on earth feel like Heaven
I won’t leave you alone
If you don’t leave me alone
Some days on earth feel light heavy

Now there’s a good boy in the yard
Dead rabbit in his mouth
Somehow I keep my guts from spilling out
Take a breath
Take a dip into the swimming pool
To ease the melting 
Effortless lovemaking
What a weird reminder of my mired, checkered past

Some days on earth feel like seven
Some days on earth feel like Heaven
I won’t leave you alone
If you don’t leave me alone
Some days on earth feel light heavy

Camazotz

Was there something that you couldn’t stand
Or did it just go off in your hand?
It really wouldn’t matter much to me
If I had known you had been set free.

I spit terror in a young girl’s eyes.
I’ve apologized.
Do you think you would think yourself the same?
Would you be the old hero you have always been
Or would you would you somehow seem less sane? 

Is there some place this could be instead of my head?
You’re not dead, you’ve just shed your skin
You’re in good hands
Come together, grains of sand
With the feathers and the scales

And all I see along this stream is littered and glittering.
And all I see along this dream is splintered to smithereens. 
I see you.
Do you see me, too?
Can’t you hear it? 
The ringing.

The Ringing

You look like you’ve seen a ghost
In your kitchen in the middle of the night
You were sleepwalking naked
You were suddenly awaked 
By the hum of your refrigerator
When its glowing light illuminates the milk in its container
You will be hip to the meaning of plastic
Where its expiration date is staring you in the face
So scared for a second you could start to explain it

Things are not the way they seem
They’re the way they’ve always been
And if you don’t know by now
I don’t think I could let you in

There will always be a whirlwind kicking dust up in your rearview
There will always be a stranger getting lost in stranger’s shoes
Whenever there’s a feeling there’s a killer on the loose
There will always be a Lynch mob stringing up a noose
There will always be a bullet frozen right between your shoulders
Oh, it does not change even as you grow older
They just change form and every minute one is born
We like to call them bad ideas
Which brings us to the circus
Which is where they got the blood-thirst
Do not discredit this initial disclaimer
When the lion met the tamer with her whip and wooden chair
She said I never thought I’d be an entertainer

Watch what hides inside your mouth
Who knows where those thoughts have been
And if you’re only sure of doubt
Then you’ve got the hang of things 
Aren’t the way they seem to be 
Things are the way they have always been

What if the meaning of deceit
Shines like gold inside of me
What if what is scheming underneath is
Nothing more than cheap machinery

Things are not the way they seem
They’re the way they’ve always been
And if you don’t know by now
I don’t think I could let you in

I wouldn’t let you win

The Hang of Things

By the time she left Singapore
She wore a ring on every finger
It could not be forewarned
She would not accept surrender
With her blended chock full of ice, booze, pills, and juice
Fresh private rooms
Tombs where two become cocooned 

Go where I stay

I ask you once 
Now tell me true
What does silence sound like to you?
I ask you twice
Would you be kind?
Uncross my arms, un-crack my spine
If I asked you three times for free time
Would you seek or hide?
Or would you speak in rhymes
Slanted or otherwise?

Go where I stay

You sure have lost me
Ain’t that a nice sound
You sure have cost me
If I remember clearly
You shook and tossed me
Not sure what you were thinking
You’re one in something
To which I will cling dearly
Like steam to frost did
Until they both trade places
You’re one in something
To which I will cling dearly
To which I will cling dearly
To which I will cling

Singapore

I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how
I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how
I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how 
I don’t need to slow down

But when that moment arrives
Will you swear you’ve found it?
That saying we’ve been calling "getting a grip"
At that point in the trip will you shriek Eureka?
Scream death to the ego
Before losing your lunch
If the words pack a punch
You should know it’s because
This is no peanut-butter picnic in Jellystone Park
If the darkness inside you finds its way to my heart
It will sing sweet Jesus your love isn’t art

I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how
I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how
I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how 
I don’t need to slow down

When the spins take over
And it’s beyond command
And the slow motion hits you
Black static backhanded
With a mouth full of sand 
And a jaguar for a jail mate
Fourteen random words that will unseal my caged fate
Hidden in the patterns of the fur
Have I lost myself
Seeing wheels of water
Wheels of fire
Is there something off?
This cell is deep and made of stone
I am at peace, I am at home
Content to let the days forget me
Knowing that I am no one
With talk as cheap as love is blind
Always now I'll see the sign
Clear as day
You are the Zahir and the Aleph intertwined

I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how
I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how
I don’t need slowed down
But at least I know how 
I don’t need to slow down

I don’t need slowed down

Know How

Be the evil you believe in
Be the devil you buried while she was still breathing
Be the evil you believe in
Be the repeat offender of the season
Be the evil you believe in 
When they run their hands where hands will run
If you leave them with the freedom 
To call them as they’d like to see them

Oh, what a dream I had
I thought I took a drink
From that fountain of truth 
Atop the mountain of wonder
Well I woke up alone
Confused and aggravated
Denuded of my fortitude
A stranger in my home
Now I live to fall asleep to dream to wake up somewhere else
With someone else’s luck and somebody else’s junk
But somewhere I’m so certain
It gets inside and lifts you up 
Oh it rips you up from the bottom
From the bottom where you sunk

From the bottom to the bottom
I lead the way
From the bottom to the bottom of the bottom
I lead the way
Immanentize the eschaton 
I’ll lead the way
From the bottom to the bottom of the bottom

Fair is fair, but I’m in love so this means war
We’ve been here a thousand times before
We know where we’re going
We know how this ends
With you bugging out down at the bottom
Down at the bottom with your friends

What a dream I had
I thought I took a drink
From that fountain of truth 
Atop the mountain of wonder
Well I woke up alone
Confused and aggravated
Denuded of my fortitude
A stranger in my home
Now I live to fall asleep to dream to wake up somewhere else
With someone else’s luck and somebody else’s junk
But somewhere I’m so certain
It gets inside and lifts you up 
Oh it rips you up from the bottom
From the bottom where you sunk

From the bottom to the bottom
I lead the way
From the bottom to the bottom of the bottom
I lead the way
Immanentize the eschaton 
I lead the way
From the bottom to the bottom of the bottom

Bottoms Up

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Debut EP.  2008

Written by Tyler Hayduk, Alexander Bricker, and Damon Tritle. 

Recorded at Roland Avenue by Brian David Stoner with Daniel Davis, 2010.  

Thanks to Rex Goliath for co-writing "When the Ocean Met the Earth."

Debut EP.  2008

Written by Tyler Hayduk, Alexander Bricker, and Damon Tritle. 

Recorded at Roland Avenue by Brian David Stoner with Daniel Davis, 2010.  

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Debut EP.  2008

Written by Tyler Hayduk, Alexander Bricker, and Damon Tritle. 

Recorded at Roland Avenue by Brian David Stoner with Daniel Davis, 2010.  



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