A Minor Component to a Cold November

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Recorded Live at BRC Audio Productions in Kansas City, Kansas October-November 2014

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released 06 January 2015

The Author and The Illustrator is:
Schuyler Bates - Bass
Ian Dobyns - Drums
Zack Hames - Vocals / Guitar
Josh Legler - Guitar

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Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by The Author and The Illusrator and Chris Schmidt

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Track Name: Shoulders Turn to Stone
WE’RE JUST THE SAME. I WOULD LIE BUT YOU’RE TO BLAME. SHE’S THE SAME. COVERED UP BY EVERYTHING HE CREATES. THE PAGES BURNED YOUR FINGERTIPS. TOO TOUGH TO BE CALLED OUT. I’M SITTING
QUIETLY. TOO FULL OF SHIT TO HEAR ANYONE, THESE WORDS WON’T BE YOUR SAVING GRACE. A CURSE THAT KEEPS ME AT ARM’S LENGTH. I’M FAKE AND UNREASONABLE. AN ACT THAT CAN’T BE FOLLOWED, LIVING IN YOUR SHADOW. JUST KEEP IT UP, EMBARRASSMENT’S ENOUGH. I WANT TO BE LOVED, BUT I NEED TO BE ALONE. SHOULDERS TURN TO STONE. WHAT AM I LOOKING TOWARD; A PERFECT DREAM YOU BUILT FOR ME? SOME DIRECTION I’M BEING PULLED? CAN WE HAVE A WORD ALONE? WHY CAN’T WE BE IN THIS ROOM ALONE?
Track Name: Paper Faces
FORGET EVERYTHING THAT YOU SAW BUT DIDN’T WANT TO BELIEVE. WE ARE THE BITTER ONES WITH PAPER FACES WE TORE OFF. THIS GLASS CAN’T SATISFY MY THIRST. I’M REACHING OUT TO SOMETHING I’VE NEVER HEARD OF. BORN INTO CONFLICT OF FUTURE PLANS, A MAN CAN ONLY BE WHAT THAT MAN IS. THE SWEAT FROM MY ARMS MAKES THE NIGHT COLD. I DON’T MIND DYING UNKNOWN. I CAN’T REMEMBER TO BREATHE. MAYBE THAT’S THE POISON TAKING ME. ALWAYS COUGHING UP SOMETHING I DON’T WANT TO SEE. IT’S TAKING ME SO FAR AWAY.
Track Name: Sonder
I WAS JUST A LYING MAN. YOU BECAME AGAIN THIS TIME. WASH OFF ALL YOUR DIRTY SKIN, WE’LL MAKE IT CLEAN TONIGHT. YOU JUST SPOKE ONE LONELY WORD TO ME; YOU SAID “DON’T SPEAK, I WOULD LISTEN CLOSELY.” I AM THE COLD BREATH ON YOUR NECK AGAIN, HAUNTING YOUR EVERY MOVE. BE CAREFUL TONIGHT, YOU HAVE JUST ONE CHANCE TO BREAK IT OFF. SOMETHING’S GOING ON. I DON’T WANT TO FEEL TORN APART BY EVERYTHING YOU HANDED US. JUST WATCH YOUR WORDS. YOU PUT THE QUESTION IN MY HEAD; LEFT ME WITH UNDESIRED
CONSEQUENCE. PREPARE FOR THE WORST, EXPECT THE SAME. PLEASED WITH THE PROCESS, I’M NERVOUSLY SHAKING AGAIN. THROW UP IN THE SHOWER, I’M DEAD IN THE MORNING. CAUGHT UP IN THE ACT BUT I’M THE ONE
SUFFERING. YOU CUT ME OPEN, DUG YOUR WAY INSIDE. UNDERNEATH MY SKIN. NOW NO ONE ELSE CAN FIT. I’LL NEVER OPEN MY EYES AGAIN, A HEARTBEAT OUTSIDE OF MY CHEST KEEPS MY BLOOD MOVING...