It’s an accident
I’m  sure that’s what I said
And you’re believing it
Can’t you see the lines across my face?
Arrogance, necessity both have their place
I’m a self-styled expert in these things

I might wander the streets but
I’m not going anywhere

I can abide
The terror of the fire
If it keeps me dry
There’s movement.

It’s a consequence
Of falling at velocity
I hope you land in it
Braced for inevitability
Marred by bruises
Formed by natural conclusions
They’re not natural to me
And I’m an expert in these things

I may fall out of favor
But I won’t fall through the floor

I can abide
The terror of the fire
If it keeps me dry
There’s movement.

The path is unchanging
I Stand in the wake of  it
I cast with my burning hands
An ember into the wind


Abide

I’m up to my neck
In counteroffers
I’m splitting open
I feel excluded
When I am reading
The future
I do this all the time
I’m tired of your warnings
An omen tells the time
You think I wouldn’t notice

The cycles were already  built in
You should have taken note  when you filled in

I’m already automatic
Don’t know who I am or what I did
But I know that I tore these walls down with my god damn
I don’t want to fight about it
I built a war machine and it gets hungry for me
It’ll beat you with its god damn
If you belonged then you would know
If there was any danger
Don’t  wanna get aggressive
But if I’m cornered I still know that it’s an option
I’ll beat you with my goddamn
Fists.

Dodged a nearly fatal
Encounter
With monsters invented to suffer
I get erased when
Replaced with
A  favorable model
I do this all the time
I’m tired of your warning
The battery ran dry
The gears are barely turning

But you didn’t see me kick the gear shaft
I’m patiently waiting for what’s left

I’m already automatic
Don’t know who I am or what I did
But I know that I tore these walls down with my god damn
I don’t want to fight about it
I built a war machine and you are not invited
It’ll beat you with your god damn
If you belonged then you would know
If there was any danger
Don’t wanna get aggressive
But if I’m cornered I still know that it’s an option
I’ll beat you with my goddamn
Fists.

And braver men than me
Never know that they’re machines.

I’m already automatic
Don’t know who I am or what I did
But I know that I tore these walls down with my god damn
I don’t want to fight about it
I built a war machine and it gets hungry for me
It’ll beat you with its god damn
If you belonged then you would know
If there was any danger
Don’t  wanna get aggressive
But if I’m cornered I still know that it’s an option
I’ll beat you with my goddamn
Fists.




Fists

Even now
I’m thinking about how I could use you
I might have to sabotage myself
Hey, didn’t we used to make music?
The bones in my ears
Are swinging back and forth
And back and forth
They think that you should hear this
Hey, didn’t we used to make music?

I’m confused.

Because what is the point
Of what we make up?
What is the point?
Is there something in-between us?
What is the point
Of what we make up?
Is the philosophy stuck in our teeth
Just a way to stave off eternity?
(Yes)

Even now
I’m trying to bastardize myself
You probably shouldn’t let me do this
Didn’t we used to make music?
The bones in my ears
Have never afforded me a decent sleep
They think that you should hear this
Hey, didn’t we used to make music?

Back and forth and back and forth and
Back and forth and back. 

So, what is the point
Of what we make up?
What is the point?
Is there something in-between us?
What is the point
Of what we make up?
Is the philosophy stuck in our teeth
Just a way to stave off eternity?
(Yes)

What is the point? 
What is the point?

So, what is the point
Of what we make up?
What is the point?
Is there something in-between us?
What is the point
Of what we make up?
Is the philosophy stuck in our teeth
Just a way to stave off eternity?
(Yes)


The Bones In My Ears

Simple math
It’s a simple test
They’ll cut the leg from under you
You were using it to rest
Terrified
Bloodshot eyes
Shot in the back, beat in the head
One too many times

Until you realize
The machinations of life
Reality’s a joke
The truth can sound contrived
Sometimes

I hope
That you are comfortable
And i hope
I can learn to get comfortable
Way too many nights
Laying on my side while i hope
I can learn to get comfortable

Too abstract
To mark on a map
You’ll wander so incessantly
And not know if it means anything
Mollified
Internal cries
The phantom pain of losing everything
When you haven’t yet lost anything

Dig deep and throw
The excess from the pit
I promise you the rest of us
Are all expecting it
Dig deep and throw
The excess from the pit
Everyone displaces dirt
The first to dig was scared at first
And everyone believes it’s them and them alone
Digging out a hole to make it home


the truth can sound contrived (demo)

Steam Powered Giraffe is in another video game!
9 years after the band did music for the video game SteamWorld Heist, they did more music for SteamWorld Heist II!

The album Music From SteamWorld Heist II features 15 new original full-length songs written and performed just for the game! That's right! It's a full album-sized album of brand new songs! But wait there's more! The album is also has special instrumental versions of every song! 30 tracks in total!

For this album, we've got songs by Rabbit, Zer0, and The Spine with a quasi-nautical theme and of course a plethora of tasty vocal harmonies! We also had Lacey Johnson (our newest live concert backing musician and singer) contribute her instrument and vocal abilities to some of the songs on the album too!

The Steam Rises

Sparks Will Fly

I barely noticed
You sprang the dark of the forest
If I hadn’t moved my head
I surely would be dead!
And I would have barely noticed

I barely noticed
The sharp your fangs on my throat and
If I hadn’t lost my step
There would be nothing left
And I would have barely noticed

I barely even noticed
That control lost the war to focus
If you let me catch my breath
I would have inhaled by death
And I would have barely even noticed.

I barely even noticed
Your claws were retracted on purpose
If you never caught my eye
The spell would never die
And I would
And I’d barely even notice.


Fists

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