This is the Winter

by Yearbook Committee

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released February 25, 2012


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Yearbook Committee Terre Haute

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SXSW Official Showcasing Artist, 2011 & 2012. We play all kinds of instruments, with varying degrees of skill. We enjoy ourselves. We like each other. High five.

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Track Name: Battle Cries
This is the winter, this is the morning

You are listening to your heartbeat
through the window to your mind
I cannot fathom how we'll do this
We have entered new ground

Lines and phrases fire in synapses
Try and forget us, you never will
Our stories are longer than we know
Love is a particle and a wave

Rivers in canyons deep and narrow
Creep through crevices we once forgot
Old and electric, cold and cryptic,
Unrelenting in change

You looked and my heart took a picture
Crooked and strong and deliberate
Iris, pupil, cornea, lens:
These eyes, these battlecries
Track Name: Cemetery Road
I've been walking down cemetery road
Where I am nobody knows
I have two friends that I will meet
When I get to the end of cemetery road

The stars are bright through the trees
My skin grown cold on the breeze
the moon will rise so I'm told
When I get to the end of cemetery road

The December wind sobers my head
A man could die I've heard it said
But to feel the warmth I'll brave the cold
For to get to the end of cemetery road

Been riding down cemetery road
The end is near so the story goes
And all my friends I'll see again
When I get to the end of cemetery road
Track Name: The Miles
What to do?

The stained glass will never save you
Wasn't meant to
What's the name of this game?
For shame, for shame
Running wild, forget to smile
the miles, the miles, the miles

The miles are calling you
The roads are winding

In the valley with no dreams
Machines, with screens
We can do it, they will show us the way
Please don't vote us off
Running wild, forget to smile
The miles, the miles, the miles
Track Name: Moses
Moses, never pictured you sitting down
Hands on your lap, to hide the defects
Moses, they don't know how hard it is
To keep your perspective till the finish

You gotta breathe life into me
You gotta believe in something

Moses, what's up with those horns on your head?
Fact or fiction? What's the difference?
Moses, you were too busy parting seas
To notice it's me, notice it's real
Track Name: Saltshaker
I don't wanna be the other man
Sneakin' round at night
I don't wanna be the perfect man
Walkin' in the light
Don't want to exercise your intellect
This won't require thought
You just need a little seasoning
Let me give you what I got

I just wanna be your saltshaker

I'm not talking about experience
That don't mean much to me
It just takes a little common sense
To tell me what you need
For all we know this could take all night
I hope you've got the time
Let's start out with a couple drinks,
Tequila and a lime

And then I can be your saltshaker

Shake it, shake it, com on baby
Track Name: Street Lamp Parade
I sit beneath a streetlamp parade
Watching cancer pass through glass doors
I let mine stay open-minded
Turning to the wind to breathe

"What is your sin?" I ask of the seven
But I do not think they hear
"Where are you going?" They look to the ground
And wonder what they're doing here

La da, la dee, la da...

"Who are you?" I ask
And see you, and see me
One in the same, first two and then three
Walking through glass, turning our heads
To watch our whole lives fade away

I sit beneath a street lamp parade
Watching our lives fade away

La da, la dee, la da...
Track Name: Lineage
By the time you figure out I'll be halfway to Georgia
History tells us "History repeats itself"
And you're going to run again

Your ancestors were hunters
Wearing their guns over their shoulders
The answers lie in your lineage
And what's been passed on to your daughters

By the time you figure out
All the locks will have been changed
Why should I believe? You say you want the key
But I know you're going to run again
Track Name: Apples
Winding through suburbia
Upon these poisoned greens
Everyone is happy, everyone is free
Everyone is tortured by materials and schemes

They are blind

Like the Santa Maria
You'll find your ship will sink in time
Whether Heaven or Nirvana
When the heart it becomes cold
I hope the apple trees are so old
They bear fruit that tastes like wine

I won't mind

Laugh at life's absurdities
Each storm will pass in time
Persevere on through the darkness
Both real and in your mind

You'll do fine
Track Name: Dangerous Bird
I wrote a song today
in the car on the freeway
but the words never made it to paper.
By the time I was home, they were gone.
They never came back.

The winds, they whipped around
my shivering body.
I found a weathered hearth
and set some bits of trees on fire.
I watched them burn up.

Are you built for speed or soaring?
Are you a falcon or a hawk?
I think I could tell the difference
if you'd just open up your wings.
(Either way, you could kill me.)

Dangerous bird

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