Mosaic Melody
by Resident Peasant
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Rough Exchanges
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Hold That Thought
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Pretend Some More
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Unity + Seratonin
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Hailey Loves
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Arizona Accents
02:26
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Sunrise Squeezebox
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Weightless
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credits
released 26 April 2011
All songs and lyrics written by Andy Marshall
Andy Marshall - Vocals, guitar, bass, mandolin, piano, synthesizer, percussion, claps, noise, loops, DL4 fun
Jose Ballesteros - Drums, percussion, claps, the second pair of ears
Dan Grimes - Drums on "Weightless"
Connor Long - Trumpet on "Pretend Some More" and "Hailey Loves", synth noodle on "It's Always Tuscany (When Driving)", chirps
Tenor and alto sax on "Hailey Loves" played by Daniel Padilla and John Hepp, respectively
Tracked at the Brittle Young Basement and various apartments in the Valley.
Engineered and Mixed by: Andy Marshall
Produced by: Andy Marshall and Jose Ballesteros
Mastered by: Warren Sokol at Universal Mastering Studios
Cover Painting by: Beverly Goring
Album Design by: Martin Flores
All songs and lyrics written by Andy Marshall
Andy Marshall - Vocals, guitar, bass, mandolin, piano, synthesizer, percussion, claps, noise, loops, DL4 fun
Jose Ballesteros - Drums, percussion, claps, the second pair of ears
Dan Grimes - Drums on "Weightless"
Connor Long - Trumpet on "Pretend Some More" and "Hailey Loves", synth noodle on "It's Always Tuscany (When Driving)", chirps
Tenor and alto sax on "Hailey Loves" played by Daniel Padilla and John Hepp, respectively
Tracked at the Brittle Young Basement and various apartments in the Valley.
Engineered and Mixed by: Andy Marshall
Produced by: Andy Marshall and Jose Ballesteros
Mastered by: Warren Sokol at Universal Mastering Studios
Cover Painting by: Beverly Goring
Album Design by: Martin Flores
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- Track Name: Rough Exchanges
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I'm sitting in on some humble claims.
I'll reread the transcripts of those rough exchanges.
Do what you say, it's happening without you.
Some little boy is happy now without you.
Do what you say, it's happening without you.
Some little boy is happening without you.
And that little boy is happy now without you.
There is another game where I can play without you.
You're really at peace now and I'm the runner
that's trying to find some attempts at lasting.
Do what you say, it's happening without you.
Some little boy is happening without you.
And that little boy is happy now without you.
There is another game where I can play without you. - Track Name: It's Always Tuscany (When Driving)
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Holy wars are happening out on the street,
and I'm left here with a burned out effigy.
Cause I'm a league above the clouds,
and I cannot deviate.
I'm a league above the crowd,
and I cannot deviate.
Don't you see that everything is backwards?
My only hope has left all her things behind,
and giving love has turned into a petty crime.
When you say the walls cave in,
you cannot deviate.
When you say the walls cave in,
you cannot deviate.
Don't you see that everything is backwards? - Track Name: Hold That Thought
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We've got our ducks lined up in a row.
Now we've got the best view of the coast.
We ain't wasted or high,
cause drugs ain't got shit to do with tonight.
Take any thought running through my head
and it's guaranteed to include you
in the subject line.
Holding back ain't worth my time anymore.
Hold that thought and you'll seal off a piece of my heart.
Let's be honest with ourselves, but no one else. - Track Name: The Little Ones Aren't Prepared
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Hey there, round up the children
and take back the chairs.
Yes you're nervous and I can tell.
You shouldn't be sitting here alone, static, and still.
Yes, this night's gotten heavy
and the little ones aren't prepared.
We're drinking a foul concoction,
that's brewed with vanity's conviction.
Our next of kin are getting a lesson
in loneliness while their parents blossom.
Have you ever let it all hang out?
Initial embarrassment, it's not too bad.
Yes, this night's gotten heavy
and the little ones aren't prepared.
Now we've been given a reason to travel
on a road dirty and noisy with gravel.
I know the whiskey burns for those whores,
jiving with no one and clearing dance floors.
Now we know that hedonism is key
for forming a better hostility
towards life, love, and happiness.
So we choose wisely, without regret. - Track Name: Pretend Some More
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I fake a good cough in the morning.
They often come so naturally.
I'm kicking dirt on my way into work
to better cloud my entrance there.
Vapid exchanges make up conversation
better suited for a bar,
where we can relate for the price of just a warm drink.
It suits me better anyhow.
I'm feeling closed off from the world.
I need a jumpstart so I can pretend some more.
You think I'd rather be living months at a time
on somebody else's dime?
While social norms are irreplaceable,
I don't think I've confided in mine.
I'm feeling closed off from the world.
I need a jumpstart so I can pretend some more.
I'm feeling closed off. - Track Name: Unity + Seratonin
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What did you say
about unity and seratonin?
Cause what happens when
we reach the great wide open?
There's no more splendor to be prized
and no more truths to realize.
We'll end up as dust for somebody else to take care of. - Track Name: Hailey Loves
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Hailey loves, Hailey loves.
Hailey has a ferry yard
and she found a body of sea to use it on.
Will she take the ferry far?
Rolling down a hill
and she don't give a shit where it ends.
It never ends.
Add some whiskey and coke
and you'll find a fine women my friend.
It never ends.
Hailey loves, Hailey loves.
She's at the end of the street.
Hailey loves, Hailey loves.
She's at the end of the street. - Track Name: Arizona Accents
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We had engaged Missouri once
on the back leg of a summer tour.
They said, "You can play for us
but don't expect any free liquor.
In fact, since it's Sunday
you can fend for yourself."
We hoped that one day
our name would precede our lack of wealth.
A connection was made
with a few singer gentlemen
that taught us harmonies for days,
and when we woke our voices gave in
to the humidity and lack of a punchline.
Oh yes, these simple folk
just weren't our kind.
Although they loved their god
with a passion.
They just couldn't understand
our Arizona accents. - Track Name: Sunrise Squeezebox
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I grabbed at air to reach anyone,
but what I found wasn't human.
In minutes, it was perusing my veins,
taking note of checkpoints and places it could stay.
When the threshold of empathy is lowered,
I encourage it to move forward.
No man stops when the bar is raised,
unless he's betting on luck,
Cause holding back is akin to giving up.
Nothing scares me
unless you limit my options of clarity.
The constant, enveloping, good nature clock on the wall,
it keeps my safe at home and away from it all.
I want wit that bites so hard it bleeds all over you.
Do you see me the way that I see myself?
I dug a hole with a pit so deep my coins fell,
and they were inaudible.
Did they see me the way that I saw myself?
If so, then nothing scares me.
Why don't we stay for awhile?
They'll hold us. - Track Name: Weightless
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I don't mind taking chances
on the illusion of us.
But when you walk back into my life,
peace at home gives way to fear.
It traps my hands, locks 'em down at my side;
the thought won't disappear.
I don't see any reason
to hide behind the memories that keep us safe.
When you found solace in my bed,
god spoke and he said,
"Son, you could pray from dusk til dawn,
she still won't be the one."
The whole time we were drunk and alone.
Why we were there, no one would know
that I can see in the dark
past your eyes and walls you've built up.
