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Keeps You Safe

by Space Expert

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1.
Spinning through a lariat along the highway Fire as the bodies smolder and collide Into space, into this Into everything that still exists A curse will pass you by and whisper out your name Undying and unfettered, pinning you the blame A dead world scorched by The children covering the wounds in their eyes And I had felt the breeze and it had stopped It speckled off the earth into your vacant heart The wind, it turned her ashes into fever sparks You turned blood red, you turned blood red But there you are A man may immolate in fractions of a second Undoing every echo his touch had ever landed A dead star implodes It burns brighter than ever before
2.
A Bit Unkind 03:48
Clementine Darlene In dorm 423 I heard you smashed Kim's ride When she phoned your former squeeze And that you broke that junkie Dave When he kissed some other chick Well, you've peaked my appetite These dorm days bore me, babe I want a word tonight Just one in kind Oh you're a bit unkind But you're on my mind See, I'm a masochist With untouched wrists I need punishment So pencil me in I've had enough with words Please use your fists There's something left to say Just not sure what it is A number, please, a kiss A left hook would suffice You say you're bad with men Well, me too I spend my nights alone And there I go again I've fucked it up I'm sure Well, you're a bit unkind But I'm putrid swine I need punishment I wanna feel the sting Like Johnny Mars When you broke his teeth I want a scar to flex When I'm 33 I want a word tonight I burn, I perish and I pine Cling like a child to your side I'll burst in flames for you tonight A word tonight
3.
Longer Days 02:56
Your heartbreaks can you tell If you're made of flesh Because what else Because what else And oh, there you go again Some kind of saint Who deserves much less Or something to that effect And boy, I know you can't be a man But please just try For your sake and mine For your sake when You're killing time On your borrowed rhymes With your pillow hunched Over bitter dreams Boy, reflecting in the glass Do you still pine for longer days? Free of fear and harder things Do you still long for your mother's grasp? Because she keeps you safe She keeps you safe When you're killing time On your borrowed rhymes With your pillow hunched Over bitter dreams
4.
Wander through this place Scribble notes in pen On the hand without your drink While you watch the kids who flirt These wallflowers lie So lie like me This party is a drag If you don't have enough to drink Oh, you must be Hemingway And this coffeehouse is Paris She's a wicked line of ink And you're a journalist for hire Now she's a wild, ravaged bride With her eye on your daring ways For a shake at your damaged pride You throw your hands around her waist Well, who has got the time? She's appalled you'd even ask her It's a blathering, bourgeois rhyme Just to satisfy the native in her Well, a penny for a pearl from your mouth If I can pass it between our lips You're a songbird, the weight of collapse Clips your wings when I cut to the kiss Oh, you must be Hemingway And this coffeehouse is Paris She's a wicked line of ink And you're a journalist for hire Now she's a wild, ravaged bride With her eye on your daring ways For a shake at your damaged pride You throw your hands around her waist I'm afraid of everything That isn't glued down And she can't stand herself most days We were quiet children I cling to her among the sea Of wicked strangers And we drift from our tragic scenes Our haunting fever
5.
A riot of lights on 10th and Park tonight The coke stings your nose White vultures show their bones Full bright and bodies whine in dismal lines The specter's a hit you sunk an hour ago A riot of ghosts and a scream of waves Steals from the seams below your feet And you ask yourself to settle down Their murmurs slur in awkward notes And the moon explodes in straight wire lines That jut across this blighted sky And these sounds compound and call the names Of infants found in shallow graves Cold sweat, the city burns your eyes tonight As she stokes the fire in you, turns your head The sky strikes and lightning bursts in and cries from God You've been a sinner, drink your medicine
6.
Awake 03:32
Awake, your vacant heart You're a blue blood martyr kid Abstain, just one more day So drink yourself to sleep Do you dream of darling boyhood things? All flush with romance, lovelorn wings? Dream of dreadful dizzy dreams All flush in romance, knives and wings Dream of darling boyhood things Lovelorn, listless, dying spring Dream your dreadful dizzy dreams Romance, knives, and bloody wings Invade this darkened room Set a torch to your sleeping bed And rest in ashen sheets An angel in what remains Do you ream of darling boyhood dreams? Lovelorn, listless, dying spring Dream your dreadful dizzy dreams Romance, knives, and bloody things Dream your darling boyhood dreams Lovelorn, listless, dying spring Dream your dreadful dizzy dreams Romance, knives, and bloody things
7.
I can tell all the years before Counting shadows and fading away Have finally taken their toll Cause you can barely stand up straight With a face so weathered and worn Like a worker's leather glove You couldn't place my name Could you tell just who I was? Two cigarettes, a bottle broke Your father hunched atop the bar Eyes red, sleeves stained and soaking wet He talks about his bastard kid Two cigarettes, my father's broke He needs a 10 to make the tab Says that I seem familiar now Some face he's maybe seen before The counter echoes the spots They were shots from the bottle of gin Wasting so much time with your thoughts But never the matter at hand Stumbling, trembling with keys Does that mean it's time to leave You fumbled through a goodbye Then crashed down the stool to my feet Two cigarettes, a bottle broke Your father lying on the floor He spills my name in a hurried breath My fist contracts all on its own Pop reaches out to touch my face I lay that bastard out again Two cigarettes, a bottle broke Your father lying on the floor I cash the embers, hit the door As he mumbles through what might have been
8.
My son, my son, my son Where have you been? A hundred hours passed since Wilhelm's wake Your city still ignites in colored frames When the last train ambles out of Penrose Place Your father wanders out there drunk some days In case you've lost your way in that dark station And I have seen the rage It inks the page of diaries You left behind to find yourself Well, where are you? I'm no sage I'm no sage But I'm here Your sister's voice still flutters through the church The chapel where we laid your brother down She'll be married there this summer to her boy He don't treat her right but, oh, she loves him so Your voice was wild courage to her ways And I have seen the rage It inks the page of diaries You left behind to find yourself Well, where are you? You were a family man We were a family then
9.
The counter echoes the stars But they're no use to me Only dust and debris From a dying day My summer gone astray How I adore you bathed in moonlight Drenched in memory Whispered words through blades of grass A nursery rhyme plucked from the sea Words you stammer out of breath To keep you safe but you're next to me Will this counter erase My lover's decay? How I know you draped in shadow Cloaked in misery You were torn from the womb Of your lover's cocoon How you know me carved from sorrow Cleansed by melody

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released February 4, 2012

All lyrics by Nicholas Wagner
All music by T.D. Crowley, Paul Gibson, Arthur Schecter, and Nicholas Wagner

Nicholas Wagner: Vocals, guitar
T.D. Crowley: Guitar, keyboards, lap steel, programming
Paul Gibson: Bass, vocals
Arthur Schecter: Drums, war

Produced, recorded, and mixed by T.D. Crowley
Additional recording help from Joseph Blair and Austin Ruhf

Recorded at WCWM, Williamsburg, VA.
Thanks to everyone at WCWM for making it possible.

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