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1.
We've been waiting just feeling wasted and fading These dull symptoms of childhood in gold plating Oh everything golden without a shadow to stand in Just behind us lies that bottomless silence Keeping cadence keep your head to the highlands But oh it feels better down here safe from the weather Found a little stream Werewolf country In a little cloud In a little cloud I stumble Had a little rest Crying contest Oh my muddy mind Needs a place to hide He built arches, all our comfort had been his Never felt safe testing strength of the branches But nothing is sacred but what for mothers have made us Climbed a little hill Dollar bills Falling from the sky Trying to shield my eyes I stumble Need a little taste Buried my face Got a little blurred Forgot all my words We've been waiting just feeling wasted and fading These dull symptoms of childhood in gold plating Oh everything golden without a shadow to stand in
2.
Little Tents 03:40
Ah ah ah ah ah Coughing north towards cotton fields I've been transformed I'd heard the horns I could've sworn I'd been reborn I'd been with the losers down yawning dirt Here there's 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 towards cotton fields I've been transformed I'd heard the horns 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 I've been cured Ten times reborn I feel better Ah ah ah ah ah
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Mailman 02:39
I'll practice preaching Don't care who's listening With my convictions My learned lessons I'm strictly neutral By definition I hear it coming Yeah I feel that hammer coming I thought I was born king I thought if anyone would do anything It'd be me I'll stick to making a scene At least a pathetic wretch in the street Draws some heat Hiding beers from the fucking mailman I count my vices like treating symptoms I thought I was born king I thought if anyone would do anything It'd be me I'll stick to remembering At least a rat in a trap earned his place feelinglikeamansbeendamnnearknockedrightoffhisfeet I practice preaching but nobody's listening I walk down Glisan acting like nothing's A pointless feeling for this useless shut-in I feel it coming Yeah I hear that hammer coming I thought I was born king I thought if anyone would do anything It'd be me I'll stick to remembering A guilt free drunk's just a punk with the means
4.
No Shit 03:21
I'm sure I'd never been a man before I heard that less is more That's what I started for No shit I outta work on it Follow that white light home Though the track that's shown is cold Nice day for the little man running The more he speaks the more he feels alone Bad times but the worst are coming Too much out there is going to help you cope I've heard It's not just the words that get slurred Soon as I left the herd and all the guests got served they said I'd starve Living in the old world scarred Kicking shit in bright lit bars Suckers trying to name a star Nice day for the little man running The more he speaks the more he feels alone Bad times but the worst are coming Too much out there is going to help you cope I found my soul Swimming alone And now it's outside my window Cold And I've ate my words Enough to know All the good that I've done Isn't any good at all Nice day for the little man running The more he speaks the more he feels alone Bad times but the worst are coming Too much out there is going to help you cope Nice day for the little man running
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Yass 02:11
and drifting eyes dripping down backs like sunshine like sunshine When all your muscles Stretch back to their places Will you still fold up Like when you were young When all your thoughts Bounce back to their cages Will you still talk to yourself Like you've always done I don't know and I don't think it matters no I don't think it matters no I don't think it matters though When your defenses Unfold like a sentence Will you know direction Out there in the cold When all your life Just crawls by your eyes Will you still find yourself Following your friends home I don't know and I don't think it matters no I don't think it matters though I don't think it matters no
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Yass Yass 04:05
Lying prone Truth be told I'm hardly cold Three floors To absorb Strangers walking in your home Strangers picking through your bones 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 strings Trying to get this bird to sing Who let the shade in For whom's it haunting He's an old friend hidden in the system Keeping up with all the problems of the young and twisted She's a combat veteran in tradition Hustled downtown to the parade but she missed it He's an old friend hidden in the system Hustled downtown to the parade but he missed it Three floors To absorb Strangers walking in your home Strangers picking through your bones Who let the shade in For whom's it haunting

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released November 17, 2011

Written/Played/Recorded by The We Shared Milk
Mastered by Edgar McRae
Album art by Zoe Manville

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