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Rosalee 03:55
Rosalee, honey why you running to me? Rosalee, baby why you running to me? I'm sure you've left another lying in the street, Rosalee I'll bet she's bowed and broken just like you left me, Rosalee Rosalee, honey who you going to see? Rosalee, who you going to see? If you're leaving now show some decency, Rosalee You can close the shades so I can cry in peace, Rosalee Rosalee, if you stay with me I'll love you forever this I guarantee Rosalee, just you wait and see, Rosalee Rosalee, honey whatcha doing to me? Rosalee, baby whatcha doing to me? I'm an easy mark, a low-slung piece of meat, Rosalee And if you ever need me, baby call me please, Rosalee
Paper Wings 04:08
I live on a four seasons patio It’s not as nice as the hotel but it’ll do There’s a heater in one corner, and a mattress on the floor And a map of the world on the wall That calls me home when I have nothing at all Airplanes rise out my window, paper wings lost in the snow Boats all drown in the shallows, crossing boundaries, how was I to know The map never told me so I lie in the morning in the cold, staring idly at my phone I could leave any minute, but you know I’ll still be here Underneath the covers where it’s warm Sheltered from imaginary storms Get up, get up, get up and go: the cardinals point the way Tug, tug the strings on my iron heart today So I tear the map from the wall To hell with it all
Playtime 03:08
There's a game people play as they fall out of love Their lips lose their shine pressed into lines that barely curl up And that's the game we play now as we hover like doves The roles that we play in this sad masquerade smother each other's love Playtime, nothing here is really real it's just playtime Playtime, we can't say how we feel If we say the lines out loud it might bring the curtain down What happened to us, was it faith, money, drugs Did we lose what we'd found did it fall on the ground As we crawled through the mud I'm not angry I swear, I'm just puzzled I guess Did we play to the crowd did we say lines out loud That we didn't really get And if we cry, all's forgiven It's what we need to do to deliver the lines
Moonshine 04:13
Will you be my moonshine Will you light my way I can't get enough of such heady stuff That turns night into day I just need a drop You know that I can't stop Once i get a taste i can't stay away Just one sip sends me on a trip So high I won't come down for days What makes your light shine It shines so bright It's like a star inside your heart Keeps burning higher every night I feel childlike Adventurous and wild When you're near I lose all fear And my tears pour out joyful as rain My hand's in the darkness You're lightyears away You won't show but for your glow In your light i'll lay Exes on your hips A buzz on your lips I still can't get my fill The night sky will never be the same
I dont need a diamond ring I just need a girl that sings Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah I dont need those starched white sleeves Just give me the grass and leaves Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah Cuz i'm a sunshine woman Cuz i'm a sunshine woman Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah I don't need you fancy clothes I just need the sun that glows Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah Cuz i'm a sunshine woman Cuz i'm a sunshine woman Let's go outside where the sun is bright and red Where mosquitoes rise and the swallows dine overhead I dont need to hit that big payday I just need to feel that ocean spray Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah Cuz i'm a sunshine woman Cuz i'm a sunshine woman Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
He drove his old bass boat From the bay in Duluth Down through the nose of the Wolf To the east and the south and the paw He felt the years of tears in his eyes His ears felt the bite of the wind As it blew back his silver hair And he clung to the shore With a dog's sense of fear And the name of his daughter Seemed to sigh from from the motor As he brought it down to half And the bay turned the color of roses in summer And the evening sun fingered the earth When he found her under the old bay bridge Her dress had snagged on a log And he reached down the cold of her arm But his eyes and mouth were dry And he stared up through the grates and the steel At the tourist cars going by And he lifted her up and laid her down For the long ride home into the wind And the name of his daughter Seemed to cry from the motor As he brought it up to full And the bay had a shimmer From oil on the water And the silver moon pulled at the shore
Palatine 03:58
"My Funny Valentine" drifting in the air, The billboards stop and stare down the road. White lines count and keep time, metronome as concrete unfolds. I used you to get to Palatine, past rows of shuttered stores Your mother said she knew my kind, the wanderer. Ooh... A pockmarked moon and blemished sun stop you in your tracks. There's no way for you to relax with me around. Onward she strolls, plagued with potholes, wounds that make no sound. I used you to get to Palatine, when the bar opened its doors. I bathed in gin and quinine, the wanderer movin' on. Ooh... I raced you down at eighty-five miles an hour. Red and blues drawn to me like flies on shit. Rubber fries and burns my brain as glass shards make me whole again, Breathe in your salvation as I take the hit. I used you to get to Palatine Forsaking bays and bridges behind, the wanderer's home. Ooh the wanderer's home...
El Stop 03:01
At the bar, they only serve beer 
brewed within county lines
 Cuz no one ever leaves here, or so they say

 Barstools worn to the springs with vinyl peeling away Are only a few of the things
 that slowly change

 Ellie takes any hand offered To dance the Whiskey Waltz
 She'll give up a bit of her honor for a moment's distraction

 He takes every chance to ask her to dance
 To protect her from the boys who want part of the action

 Every so often, there's a fight
 over some bottle or tab
 It doesn't happen every night
 but the stories keep

 She leans on her door like she did the night before
 Pops some pills to forget her date and fall asleep

 Lucid dreams show her a world outside Glittering keys she must smother and hide
Dying Birds 02:52
With a head full of stitches you're washing the dishes And singing of dying birds You only sing half the words and you start again Hands under water, dreams of your mother And each cruel word she said Each underlined in red, you remember when Petite ballerina inside the arena you spin 'til your arms are tired Drunk from exhaustion and mumbling obsessions pulled by a fraying wire
The Struggle 04:04
There's a well A well that we dug in the field Where the spring runs deep And the smell The smell of the seasons is real The black loam reeks From the crops The crops of a thousand years And the crying The crying of a million tears That flow in the ground Oh child, oh child, no child The struggle isn't over Oh child, oh child, no child The struggle isn't over The barn The barn holds machinery and tools That we built by hand And this farm This farm's being ruined by fools Who'll destroy the land For fuel Fuel that they kill for Fuel that they suck from the sand Fuel Fuel made out of poison Fuel that's gonna kill us Every woman and man Oh child, oh child, no child The struggle isn't over Oh child, oh child, no child The struggle isn't over This war's not hemmed by borders It's not hemmed by joy or need This war's fueled by men in power Fueled by money Fueled by greed Oh child, oh child, no child The struggle isn't over Oh child, oh child, no child The struggle isn't over


Recorded in two live sessions the week of May 26th, 2015, one in LukPac's living room in Madison WI and one in TeveMith's basement in Elgin, IL. We were shooting to capture who we are right now, an acoustic duo that loves to sing together. We hope you like it.


released June 11, 2015

Recording engineers: Luke Pacholski (LukPac), Steve Smith (TeveMith)
Mastered by Steve Smith


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