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History of Voyager & Legend Tripping

by The We Shared Milk

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1.
Voyager 04:01
What? Cold living in the shadows No brighter than a phantom glow Unplug the disco ball on the cruise boat And let the commonwealth know Unplug the disco ball on the cruise boat Big man at the party Still crying over spilled drinks Still trying to be my own goddamn shrink Some kind of idiot chief Still trying to be my own goddamn shrink Danger at the old swimming hole Tore our feet on rusted barrels Tell it to the mayor Cold living in the shadows No brighter than a phantom glow Unplug the disco ball on the cruise boat And let the commonwealth know Unplug the disco ball on the cruise boat Danger at the old swimming hole Tore our feet on rusted barrels Tell it to the mayor Danger at the old swimming hole Tore our feet on rusted barrels Tell it to the mayor Tell it to the mayor Tell it to the mayor Tell it to the mayor Tell it to the mayor
2.
Bastard 03:32
If the match don’t stay lit There’s another in the packet just the same And if the shoe just don’t fit You’re a bastard, a bad habit, such a shame And I know my brain is sick Here’s to hoping it’ll work out in the end And though your voice has been missed We completed all the seating of the guests And If the match don’t stay lit There’s another in the packet just the same And if the shoe just don’t fit You’re a bastard, a bad habit, such a shame
3.
Moonlit 03:19
Spent last night in a future tomb Same old ways but it’s comfortable in the moonlit room Need some help getting down what a man should do But what a man will do is what a fool will do This morning something hurting finally struck a nerve I thought about all the things that only hurt my world But sometimes hurting has a purpose in the moonlit hours The moonlit hours make a man a coward I know myself a little better than you So I put it down and I sent it through I know myself a little better than you So I put it down and I sent it through This evening I was preaching about unspoken rule Couldn’t care less for my brother who had been a fool Forgot about who’s around and what they do for you What they do for you is that they’re in it too Tonight would be alright but for the whispering A little part of the voice that had come from me A little boy wondering on how I’d turned so mean If I turn so mean will it get me things? I know myself a little better than you So I put it down and I sent it through I know myself a little better than you So I put it down and I sent it through
4.
Yass Yass 04:21
Lying prone, truth be told I’m hardly cold Three floors to absorb Strangers walking through your home Strangers picking through your bones Who let the shade in? For whom’s it haunting? Who let the shade in? For whom’s it haunting? Appears somebody lived back here Feeding on familiar fears It seems they’re all just a shadow of me Pulling on my knotted string Trying to get this bird to sing Who let the shade in? For whom’s it haunting? Who let the shade in? For whom’s it haunting? Three floors to absorb Strangers walking in your home Strangers picking through your bones Who let the shade in? For whom’s it haunting? Who let the shade in? For whom’s it haunting?
5.
On the back wood lanes It resonates No more struggle on the strip In the presence of the king In the rented room On the side of the lake Had enough of the stuff To be worth more than was paid When I’m choosing words With the friends that I’ve made Have to make sure to be heard Over docking of the trains If I have what I want What I want’s gone to waste Can’t be nothing in the world Could be worth more than I’ve made
6.
Lining Up 03:32
Stoned over Sunday but back on the mend Took the corners too fast, almost lost my head Even if I get home, I’ll be too blurred to talk Speaking in jagged loose lipped refrain Whispering old poems but changing the names Each time that I stutter they shout out in awe Each time that I stutter they all sing along Things not lining up It’s never enough So I grabbed the rope and I pulled us ashore Down in the town, gave a knock on her door And when she came to meet me I was drenched from the storm I could hear in her voice that she wanted to try But couldn’t get past all the times that I’d lied And when she shut the door, it’s like she opened my mind Things not lining up Things not lining up It’s never enough Get your names mixed up Get your nicknames messed up I just can’t keep up On my knees in the heat I had a broken axle And I waited for days by the side of the road Sleeping in my old musty truck When the part finally came it had started to rain And we drove through the spray and were quiet all day And I could tell that he was happy by the way his ears lay Oh if I were happy Things not lining up Things not lining up It’s never enough Get your names mixed up Get your nicknames messed up I just can’t keep up
7.
Little Tents 03:47
Coughing north toward Cotton fields I’d been transformed I’d heard the horns I could’ve sworn I’d been reborn Been with the losers Down yawning dirt Here’s there too much In the air It’s been ten months From head to lungs The bottom stair’s The top of the ladder Up where the roof Is just a crust Can barely walk the streets I feel better This ungodly heat I feel better You always look like that? Like you want me to sink Coughing north toward Cotton fields I’d been transformed I’d heard the horns I could’ve sworn I’d been reborn Been with the losers Down yawning dirt Can barely walk the streets I feel better This ungodly heat I feel better You always look like that? Like you want me to sink I’ve been cured Ten times reborn I feel better
8.
King George 02:31
I don’t believe in old soul Each one of us in fresh tone Each one of us to be sold Before the end is foretold I can’t decide on footholds Won’t trust the moistened moss growth It’s got to be my own fault Not poisoned earth but spilled salt I won’t regret or feel sold I’ve known enough of control To avoid the ringing trombones Won’t burn off all your trouble Nah they won’t hold pitch for long The king is dead the birds flown
9.
Dog 02:16
Someone comfort my lonely dog Out there pulling on a chain in the dirt lot And I should call her to come get her dinner Too obscene to see her get so lean Something happened to cloud my mind First breath’s bitter and the second’s fine Though I race it you know I won’t outpace it Too pent up to even care enough Somebody comfort my lonely dog Somebody comfort my lonely dog Out there pulling on a chain in the dirt lot Something happened to clear my mind First breath’s bitter and the second’s fine Though I taste it you know I won’t embrace it Too far gone to even sing along Somebody comfort my lonely dog Somebody comfort my lonely dog Out there pulling on a chain in the dirt lot Too obscene to see her get so lean Too obscene to see her get so lean
10.
I can be a conversation killer When no one seems to care about my goals But then I feel like I might be a winner If only I could illustrate my soul Seems like just yesterday I had 40 bucks I’m crawling the streets at night, giving it up The creeps on the crosswalk swallowed my love Seems like just yesterday I had 40 bucks Had it been a meditated preface I’d be happy just to catch a cold And you ain’t seen the trouble in the basement They’re having babies chewing through the mold Seems like just yesterday I had 40 bucks Crawling the streets at night, giving it up I’m having a transcendental moment Seems like just yesterday I had 40 bucks I’m trapped in the dim lit hall The diverted track is back on course Nobody really wants to help you In the dim lit hall The diverted track is back on course Nobody really wants to help you Ahhhh ooooooooooo
11.
Light Dodged all the horns Come back again Come back again Fought all my best friends Remembered why I hang around with them Stuck alone In the cold black night Walking home

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Recorded with 10 different Oregon bands in the summer of 2012.

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released September 22, 2012

Mixed, Engineered and Produced by Nalin Silva at Revolver Studios
Mastered by Gus Elg at Sky Onion
Cover Photo by Dane Brist

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