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released January 1, 2011



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They Had Faces Then New Brunswick, New Jersey

Tour Dates:

11/11 - Clash Bar
Clifton, New Jersey

11/26 - Maxwells
Hoboken, New Jersey

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Track Name: Carter (Daniel, you see?)
My words are long
but their meanings are short
and stuttering.
I have no teeth to say what I need.
You just want to hold your baby.
You just want to hold your child.

You can't sing me back to sleep,
not on my knees.
I have seen my bridal beast,
in my dreams.

I haven't seen my face in weeks.
It's covered by my crooked teeth,
and the lies I breath.
I'm not the same as I was back then.

All these dirty thoughts of mine won't die in your eyes.
All these filthy thoughts of mine.
The holy grail can't save me now.
Track Name: Something About Water
If this wasn't less than perfect, I sure as hell did try
for a beauty softly seeded between the lines.
Floating in the distance, with the shallow tide.
Riding on a wave, as they're feeding you their lines.

At night the Queen plays with the old King.
Later that day he throws her in the ocean.
The son runs fast to sleep.
He sees the truth in simpler things.

Like fisherman who have baited hooks then thrown them out,
all the while I've been waiting for something to sing about.
Time is always running out.
Sometimes it brings you down.

There's something about the water
that makes me feel farther
away from the hand of the Father.
And son, her spirits moving on.
Track Name: You Without Teeth
Do I even exist?
I miss the way a photograph was a mistake.
Where'd you go?
Where have I been?
I haven't seen either of us in a year of innocence.

I can feel it shaking me right down to my bones
Set free to roam in this place I call home.

Why do I sing these songs to you at night?
They don't mean anything
to me or you or anybody.
I thank the Lords good graces
that my head is above my feet.

I'm stuck in a habit of throwing stones
at myself and my friends and foes, you know.

Where were you when I was dead?
In your house, in a trap door, I left all of my presence.

It's all on the table with half up my sleeve.
Always take what I want and leave what I need.
Comfortably confused to circle through time
With dirt on my tounge and life on my mind.
Sometimes New Jersey leaves you
cold and alone and incredibely stoned.
Everybody's got someone except me.
Track Name: Anchors
Sink like the boats off the bridge where I lost my feet.
The bottom the ground the floor, get off your knees.

We turned teeth into gold and gold into eyes.
You can't choose between dead or alive.

Down by the docks that I used to clean
I sailed these ships across these seas.
All these things that I've seen about
love and war, I thought I knew everything
about you too.
But everything isn't everything
Track Name: You, Shephard
January will never be the same
since the day that I was forced
to change my uncles name
on the cold street of Hemenway.
The 65, the 109, my home.

The shepherd brought the sheep in
from the cold, the rain, the winter winds
that blew you across this continent,
away from everything you've ever loved.

I sit alone and watch the cold moon grow old.
Up in the sky where my inner peace grows.
I can't thank you enough for coming home.
But while you sleep I'll slip out into the cold
Track Name: Pretty, Ugly People
This room is filled with pretty faces with ugly souls.
They're just looking for a spot to own.
And I tried my best to hide behind these cracks in these walls of mine.

Words are repeating
With new meaning.
It's the same time fastly fleeting.
No more than a moment is enough for me.

This house is a nightmare.
I'm the devils son.
The temperature is rising.
I'm the devils son.

I was a savior in our old home.
Now I'm a broke man just trying not to be sold.
You can throw me in a box with your broken bones.
Track Name: Song 45
Why is this even happening?
I keep drinking the wine.
But God, with you as my casualty,
I'll shoot down the moon
and let the heavens aside.

Take me to infinity.
I want to see the ghost of nativity
bless these bones before they crumble in time.

If I cross this path
with some dirty steps
they'll be damn sure to leave some tracks
for followers to find
the things I did
like sinking ships
I designed and ditched.