Terms Of Surrender

Unhallowed Arts

Stranded

Quicksand

That's Not Me

Under Water

Produced by Mike Coleman
Art by Jorge Solorzano & Jordan Stone

Found a map of a place that had been erased
By some mortar shells 100 years ago
And the town had left, and the grass had grown
And the great cathedral was scattered stone

So I made that stop on a country road
In a snowy field, where my headlights shone
Upon a great big plaque
With some dates and names
And a Latin quote about fate and grace

But it was too late - a little too late

So I sat alone on my panting hood
And I breathed and breathed until I felt good
About a world that turns in leaps and bounds
And builds great cities and flattens towns

That could lead me here back to this quiet place
A century later to think, and pace
And then return home back to my smiling world
No wiser, but a little more in awe

Dates & Names

Produced by Michael Coleman
Drums by Eric Downs
Keys by Chris Beachy
Art by Jorge Solorzano & Jordan Stone

You asked the time
We were waiting in line
I tried to speak, but I said nothing
Late in the day, when the clouds moved away
Thought of your face and your sleeping arrangements

How long has the whole world known
That you and me were not to be?
I'm trying to let you go
But you have me completely
We burned brightly but briefly

Tell me your name and the places you've been
I'll do the same
Hey, you've gotta start somewhere
And I'll crack a joke about someone we both know
And you'll crack the smile I've been waiting so long for

How long has the whole world known
What's taken me till now to see?
It's dim where it used to glow
How long has the whole world known?

Every single dream leads one place
Back to you
But it can't be true

Tell me your name

Sleeping Arrangements

Produced by Michael Coleman
Drums by Eric Downs
Keys by Chris Beachy
Art by Jorge Solorzano & Jordan Stone

That's a shitty excuse and you know it
Nevermind, then
Is it easier to hide it or show it?
Would you rather attack than defend?

Righteous living has left you exhausted
Even worse than
Feeling lonesome but also accosted
By invitations from well-meaning friends

At least you've got them
At least you've got them
When faces start warping and blurring
The nausea of being a person
Will you ever be certain again?

All this trading of content for comments
And attention
Makes you sick, you say live in the moment
But your face lights up every time you are mentioned

At least you've got them
At least you've got friends
When your fingers start cracking and curling
The nausea of being a person
I just want to feel certain again

Nausea

Leonora is the first song from our upcoming debut album. We produced it ourselves in LA. It features Kevin Farzad on drums & was mixed by Michael Coleman.

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