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The Troubles
03:17
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Three in a year
Now another for measure
I want to wonder why
But I believe I know better
And we'll never get an answer, anyway
Only a reason why
"We live to die to live again"
Well I just want my friend again
The peace was a friend to him
So peace be unto you men
'Cause I would rather break and mend
Than bend out of shape
Forget your name
Forget your place
Forget every reason not to wake up today
We'll burn everything
Sleeper, arise
Violet heart, thunder where you are
You settle over all the ones you love
Remember the name
Remember the grace
Remember the troubles
We'll burn every day
We'll burn everything
I'll find God in the blade of grass
And you in the aftermath
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Yo Hymn Bay
04:45
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We are the embers now
Burning up the bottom of the underground
Where the lost can be found
There's nothing sweet in the sound of the break
But if you still believe that the bottom is clean,
I'll keep it that way from on hands and knees
And love, there was a time we smiled so loud
But we were running around with our heads hanging down
So I hope to God that you're smiling now
'Cause i fought the Choice, and the Choice cut my strings
Took everything, leaving me free
Young hearts will always be restless
So you lie, and I steal, and we cheat
Our way to sleep
All on repeat
All I want is to fix a fixed thing
All I need is to not need
We lost time walking with cold feet
But it seems you got a step on you-and-me
Now my own and only enemy
Is staring back at me
From above the bathroom sink
And we fight the things we cannot see
So love became the enemy (naturally)
But love is all we really need
And all the hope to heal from its heartbeat
So write this down on everything:
"Let it breathe if it needs to breathe,
And let it bleed if it needs to bleed."
This is the only remedy
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(Shark Attack!)
03:14
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I was no shark
I was no shark so I cut my mouth out of my own head
To bite the bait of another man
He's been casting lines
Casting lines out to all of our friends and we all bought the scent
As something permanent
You were so sharp
You were so sharp that you cut the eyes
Out of your own head
Pulled so easily to the threads
You say there's no progress, nothing but idleness, like you know better
Well how can you tell when you still drink from the very same well?
Moth to the flame
And tailored the same
The world could love you
If you would let it choose to
And all the talks
Are blood clots
And so lost on me
Setting apart
And sloughing your hearts
But you knew from the start
That you are what you are
And you're not what you're not
We haven't got it
We haven't lost it
(I'm not who I was before)
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Heavy Squanto
06:00
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The tones
The sounds in my head
If I could sing them again
I'd sing with my hands
Or lay them down
At the foot of your bed
With the rest of the threads
(And you could wear me instead)
My love is far from dead
Rolling around in the back of my head
She falls back into my bed
God I can't feel my legs
I lost my room to speak
Knowing my face is nothing new for you to see
And words and rhythms are running together, it seems
Because my tongue's grown tired with demands
So I'll sing with my hands
Lover, are you sleeping?
Lover, don't you sleep on me
If it's coming down, it's coming down on me
If the heat's run out, then the heat's run out, and i'll leave
But if it's calling you, it's calling you to me
So when you're catching skin in your fingernails and your teeth,
Feel me
("Lying on a hotel couch somewhere in north Florida, I let my eyes close
And my mind wandered around your limbs and the softness of your skin
Along the heat of your belly, along the heat of your thighs, wrapped in cold linen sheets
Yes, I have committed crimes before, but nothing like this love --
No, you shouldn't be alone")
No, you shouldn't be alone
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You, the Morning, and Me
07:33
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There were buildings in my plans
Before i knew my own hands could shake
What a shame, what a shame
Well I built them anyway
And your world has conceived
There's no time for the heavy things
You, the morning, and me
Well I disagree
And I'll find it hidden beneath
The layers and layers of sincerity
All I want is to lie with the sun
And to awake to find no burn
All the warmth I could give, returned
To be loved is to be learned
(Do you even see what I am, what I could become)
I was alone
Alone like you'll never know
I watched the rust grow from the start of the snow to the end of the road
'Til we became familiar and drowned inside our own homes
And how i long to know
Am I wrong
Am I love
Am I something to be sought
Am I the shadow
The creature, clinging
Am I the wave
Or the water
Swallowing everything
That our hearts could need
Am I the disease
'Cause I feel so clean
I was alone
Alone like you've never seen
I watched with disbelief as sky and sun turned their backs on me
All we know of love is pulled out of the humblings
Or tangled in the sheets
But not me
I am love
I am something to be sought
I'm the shadow
The creature, clinging
I am the weight of water
Swallowing everything
That your heart could need
I am the disease
But who here is clean
(This was never intended)
Headache. Headache. Calloused hands. Broken plans.
My world is something to behold.
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Richard Parker Charlotte, North Carolina
Richard Parker is a melodic/hardcore band from Charlotte, NC. Our members live in Charlotte, Boone, and Chapel
Hill.
E-mail richardparkermusic@gmail.com for booking!
Tyler Brown - Vocals
Taylor McKusick - Bass
Garrett Herzfeld - Drums
Pat Goley - Guitar
Matt Brandon - Guitar
Xan Law - Guitar
Mike Rice - Synth
And especially Tyler "Sprad" Spradling, the band's founding guitar player. R.I.P.
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Richard Parker recommends:
And The World Grew Stranger
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