2011 EP

by Bleeding Fractals

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A million thanks to everyone who's been involved with this, including Adam Laub who recorded, mixed and mastered the whole thing, and Andrew Scott and Val Foil of Lillian Records (and anyone else not immediately apparent) for helping out with promotion and general getting-the-word-out. You guys are wonderful.


released February 8, 2011

Produced by Adam Laub of Lillian Records



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Track Name: We Know This Song Sounds Just Like a Lana Avacada Song But We Promise It's Not
Stare, drenched, straight up into gray
Ignore the rush, slow your pace
'Cause we got nowhere else to be
Beaming like a kid in a mud puddle

Drop your bags, run, jump, hold tight and spin
I'll never touch the ground again
Soak in every drop and savor it
Wet shoes are a blessing today

Move closer, holding back, though we know what's coming
The suspense is like a drug

These drops on my face might as well be tears
Running into these filthy gutters.
Track Name: Street Sweepers Exist
Wake up, staring at the wall
It's time to find your clothes
Last night, walking home
He calls you on the phone

Get up, it's time to make your way
You've walked this path before
Streetlights all turn red
This night will never end

You call, I hear your voice as your eyes fill with tears
I'll be there in ten
The cycle never ends

The ripples on the water, and the cigarette butts in the grass:
They've seen more of us than we ever will.
Track Name: City Bears
I hope you mean it when you say goodbye ain't forever,
Because your scent still lingers in every room.

Don't leave me to sit on this riverbank alone.
Track Name: For Drew
I hope you don't mind the wind,
Or your hair dancing to these songs.
A glance into hazel-green reflections,
Lit up with each fresh wave of sound.

Take in every breath slow, and feel every note,
To keep me sane when your seat grows cold.

Flares of red, and clouds of smoke,
These late night walks are what keeps me going.

Strongest silence, brief and infinite,
These late night drives are all that holds me together.
Track Name: Hermit Crabs in the Ice
The moon is high and bright as that first night we sprinted across these hills,
But now I'm alone, sitting on rotting wood.
A patch of ugly trees watches this silent passion with emotionless eyes.

That night, we laid in the grass
The insects covered our legs.
The silence, not awkward,
But filled with something we could not express,
Hard as we tried.

Drag this ride out as long as we can,
Make every second count,
Holding you on the asphalt.
Track Name: The Sky Had a Baby From My Cereal Box
Sneakers on bricks, past so many churches
Stop at 2236, the one with the streetlamp.
Humming Lifetime tunes across this windy bridge,
And in the gazebo, monologues in statue's gaze.

Laid out like a starfish in our king-sized bed.

Learn to welcome these stabs of cold.
Clarity comes while shivering in October waves.