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Feng Suave

Honey, There's No Time

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Panama

From Veckatimest (2009)
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Veckatimest

Two Weeks

So Good at Being in Trouble

* All music and lyrics written, performed and produced by Yellow House.
* Mastered by Fin Mastering.

Lyrics:

Washed out with the rain
But I’d do it again
Trade in your blues
For a better view
I know it’s a dismal game we play
I know you’re testing me

Sleep off the pain
And try again
Blackout your eyes
With a better high
I know about the twisted rites you hide behind
I know you’re testing me

Rip off the veil
Of this hellish tale
Slip through the back streets
And cover up your trail
I know it’s the vague and dark you’re drawn too
I know you’re testing me

A Carnival of Fears

Better Views

Light Upon the Lake

No Woman

Somersault

Down the Line

The Weather

Sweep Me Off My Feet

Soft Sounds from Another Planet

Road Head

'Runner' is the first song we wrote for our new record. It began as a guitar riff Patrick recorded while we were living off-grid, anchored in a fisherman's cove called San Juanico. The only instruments we had on board were an acoustic guitar and a drum sequencer, but the limitations seemed to work in our favor. Until that point, we had no clear vision for our writing.

The demo we recorded that day outlined the sound of our future, the first contours of our fifth full-lengthed album, called 'Swimmer,' out February 14.

Stream + download 'Runner'at https://orcd.co/runner. 

Lyrics:
Runner, I know you’re living with a wild hunger Let me make the most of us
You know you’ll never be a runner
And leave me in a cloud of dust

Living in the same old sin
I feel it blowing in the wind 
Like manna in the desert, oh 
Gonna take a miracle

Every little bead of sweat
Feel it running down my neck 
When you look at me like that 
Feeling like we can’t go back
If I become a pillar of salt
I’ll know that it was all my fault 
Every little bead of sweat
Every little bead of sweat

Runner, you’re just a bottomless pit of hunger 
Lead me to the promised land
Your manna is only a famine
Wandering the desert oh
Gonna take a miracle

Every little bead of sweat
Feel it running down my neck 
When you look at me like that 
Feeling like we can’t go back
If I become a pillar of salt
I’ll know that it was all my fault 
Every little bead of sweat
Every little bead of sweat

Let me make the most of us
You know you’ll never be a runner 
And leave me in a cloud of dust 
Leveled in a burning heat
Red Sea devouring me
Flowing over my stoned-soul 
Gonna take a miracle

Every little bead of sweat
Feel it running down my neck 
When you look at me like that 
Feeling like we can’t go back
If I become a pillar of salt
I’ll know that it was all my fault 
Every little bead of sweat
Every little bead of sweat

This Strange Effect

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