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My House is Loud
05:23
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My House is Loud
My house is loud; it’s reflecting walls
The memories bouncing in spaces
Clutching for pardon in empty halls
Pleading don’t leave me now
The time expands and then it dies
They lay together just passing by
For they are ghosts to the other
Asleep unspoken
Now the house is loud
The walls are standing so cold
I never heard you call from the window
I never heard you at all
It’s just a lame excuse
It’s just a cause to kick
There’s a million biting lines kicking outward
All just caving in
Just help me please
Well, there was something in these walls
But there’s nothing left hanging on
I swear I can hear better days of kindness sometimes
In the thick of the night I hear the sun come though
It says, “Hey, remember”.
You can still hear it in the quiet
Refrain
Go out and hunt for angel rays
Dark against the wall above
Like Devils dancing for our love
Their eyes as deep as water below
My house is screaming in answers
My house is screaming in answers
The house is drowning in answers
The house is drowning without you
Just when I needed you most you said goodbye
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2. |
Three Walls
02:48
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Three Walls
I was down in New Orleans in 2013
There on the wall of a building in chalk line
Read someone’s awakening or shattered dream
It said, Jesus is a melting snowman
It said, Jesus was a melting snowman
All the suns are gone from the walls where they rose
It seems that their shine had dimmed
Now screws and chipped paint mark her poignant woes
And the suns light the insides of boxes
The suns light the insides of boxes
There’s a map that I stare at with my morning tea
The pushpins tell dusty stories
Marking great spaces between land and sea
But now only the distance between us
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3. |
Dublin Rooftops
04:16
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Dublin Rooftops
Somewhere there’s a slide show
It wouldn’t play now, the device deceased, device deceased
But in a corner in my mind it plays all the time
Though only in fragmented bursting scenes
There’s a part where the rain came through the radio
Dublin rooftops stepping out and up to the night
Familiar city stretches and breathes summer air
From our tiny window we climbed onto the moon
And heard the Temple choir stumble far below our pew
There’s a part where the rain came through the radio
Leaning heads on windows, singing to the sky
Outside was…? Outside was…?
I can’t remember
You sat on the curb and cried then I found you water
There were brilliant colors in the night
It felt good to make you smile; it felt good to make you smile
At the edge of a midnight we buried the bottle dry
In a promised to come back; in a promised to come back
In a promised to come back 10 years gone
Leaning heads on windows, singing to the sky
Driving towards…? Driving towards…?
I can’t remember
Somewhere there’s a slide show
It wouldn’t play now, the device deceased, device deceased
But in a corner in my mind it plays all the time
Though only in fragmented bursting scenes
There’s a part where the rain came through the radio
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4. |
Hard Dying Time
06:22
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Hard Dying Time
There’s a girl who fought for space
Because she couldn’t stand the room
She needed fireworks ablaze
In open skies exploding
To light the rails and change her chase
She burned her house to roman glass
And shook the scales to wake the wolf
Ruminate remove the past
Into piles of hard dying time
She’s a roller-skate stomach first time
She’s the belly of winter in the summertime
Don’t give yourself away
In open skies exploding
Would you blink it away, blink me away?
I’d light the rails and change this chase
I’d burn this house to roman glass
And shook the scales to wake the wolf
Ruminate remove the past
Into piles of hard dying time
Well, lay down, lay down
A bullet’s got to land
I can’t come with you where you’re going
But I never left till now
Remember our songs, they were worth a lifetime
Remember a lifetime with random acts of love
The idea of you still lingers
It is perfect and it’s flawed
It is flawed magnificent
Magnificently so
We’d light the rails and change the chase
We burned the house to roman glass
And shake the walls to wake the wolf
Ruminate remove the past
Into piles of hard dying time
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5. |
Railroad Self
02:27
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Railroad Self
Loose track of your railroad self
It sounds all right till it sounds all wrong
We convince ourselves in the words we implore
They’re poignant, pretty, and sweet as pennies
Pitched against some dying door
Loose track of your railroad self
Somewhere down the long, long line
There’s a bend that breaks and cures
But no one ever really breathes that air
We just die trying then try some more
There’s a lonely sound
It’s your railroad self too far to mend
Loose track of your railroad self
There’s not much fun running ‘round tonight
I miss you too much to even really try
Not worth the sirens, not worth the pavements
Just empty chasing, fictionalized
See how she goes away
See how she’s gone away
She’s a lonely sound and gone gone gone
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6. |
Punch of the Day
04:19
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Punch of the Day
I can hear you in my mourning
It was all a ghost of things that you’ve said
Every word saved and calling out
From beds of staggered years compressed in time
The numbered days reside here inside
I believed you in our time together
I held you up and you the same for me
We just pass by and through our time
There’s nothing more to say, nothing to say
Until our time resigns here inside
The words escape explode
Bursting to testify that we are fully alive
They shimmer in our minds, cry out
Carried home by lions in yellow sun
In roses blooming, faces beating red
As madness burned against our love
No, no, no
Ride blind in your town tonight
To lean against some tide
Removing pieces of our love and longing
It feels so good and keeps you moving
Beyond the punch of the day
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7. |
Song for Summer
04:34
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Song For Summer
Well, she said that she was brave
But brave to stay or brave or go?
She doesn’t really seem to know
But she feels free, she feels free
She wants to buy a world of wonder
She wants to cry a song for summer
She gets to me, ‘cause I know that summer too
There is pain flying, kicking in doors
It makes her run wild, reckless and sure
Her sirens spinning, singing loud
Burning up, they call to be free
She hears the wind it moves too slowly
She wants to cry she knows she’s lonely
She gets to me, and I’m feeling lonely too
We’ve come undone at times
We’ve come undone at times
The words undone, in your song for summer
Our words undone
Did she suppose, suppose to know
Of heaven or hell, heaven or hell?
The lamb and the wolf, they don’t know
They drown and die, never free
The goddamn sky, it blows away
“So it goes”, is what she’s saying
Winning and loosing, it’s all the same
You take what you want, then feel free
She wants to buy a world of wonder
She wants to write a song for summer
She gets to me cause I know that summer too
She gets to me cause I know that summer
I never wanted to be lovers that would call it an end
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8. |
Like Fading Stars
04:22
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Like Fading Stars
She was beholden to attention her way
Someone said it was beautiful
She could light the air
To shine without time
It shone throughout her hair then was gone
I can see her dancing midair
Miles above the line
It was a place we came together
And never marked the time
Churning up through wheels all turning
Driven into the road
We are the dust of a million patterns
That wonders where to go
We were hoping for something different
Where everything is missed
Where satellites won’t loose their orbit to sail away
Gone
Wait for me
Where have you gone?
You are clouded in confidences
We’re speaking down, past, beyond
Feel the world spinning ‘round
See the stars moving outward
They’re pulling from here
Me here, and you there, same fading stars
Somewhere, we were somewhere
Like same fading stars
Oh, you were somewhere like fading stars
Somehow, we were shining
Like fading stars
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9. |
Light of Things
03:58
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I was there when you said the words
Under the biggest sky I’ve ever heard
It was quiet as hell, and held us as one
In the canyons that poured below the blue
Spilling ‘round us so high and so low
You were there; the words in the sand
I held your eyes, I don’t understand
The sun in your cloths, the light in the wind
We gave up our fear and let go
To a promise that was marked by the waves
Do you remember the sound?
The light of things they are falling
In the cause that we choose
And In this cause that we’ve fallen under
Shining fields are what we find
The light of things is all the time
The weight of things in my mourning
The weight of things in your view
And in the wave that we’ve fallen under
Shining fields are what we find
The light of things is all the time
You make light of these things
Now close as continents are away
The devil called at the end of your stay
As our burning time crashed to the sea
We were love that died in the air
From an arrow of secrets that you shared
Then the distance came in...
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Brett William Kull Pennsylvania
Brett Kull is a multi-instrumentalist, singer-songwriter, producer, and engineer from the United States. He is best known for being a founding member of the band Echolyn, and long standing member of Grey Eye Glances. Brett is also an adjunct college instructor sharing his love for audio engineering and sound design. ... more
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