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Communist Bedroom

by ...in another castle

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becoolcowboy Yo, "Come Away" is a solid gold, Galaxie 500-esque anthem. Favorite track: Come Away.
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1.
Come Away 05:14
Come away, come away death. Bury me by the trees in back of the shed. That's where I forgot myself when I found you. Now I lost you too. I just want to get laid–where she won't find my grave. Not a flower, no flower sweet, on my black coffin let there be. No friends, no friends to greet my poor corpse, where my bones will be thrown. Leave me there all alone. Oh, here I come. I just want to get laid–in this bed that I made. Come away, come away. Hecate, Hecate. With all the speed, all the speed I found. I just want to get laid. ["OOHs," "LAs," & general cooing] Come away, come away. I just want to get laid. Just want to get laid. Just want to get laid. Just want to get laid.
2.
Erotic Poem 02:59
As if our hips were sensitive mirrors. And our two voices, soprano and tenor. They found each other's precision, gathered in our skin, as if through fission. And what I did you did, and vice versa. Multiplied with each thrust, uttered curses. Until all that was inside was out. Like kisses, we slumped into a pile of shouts. My hand is a starfish between your legs. A bird's nest made of rain. In the far off trees the tiniest egg falls. When you come, I hear it cracking. (Repeat all) All lyrics from two poems found in _Nightshift Belonging to Lorca_ by Sean Thomas Dougherty. http://books.google.com/books/about/Nightshift_Belonging_to_Lorca.html?id=KPywAAAAIAAJ
3.
Well, the ceiling fan spins like the months of the year, but the absolute center stays perfectly still, And these September winds cannot begin to bring you back. Well, the ceiling fan says, "Jeff you're moving too fast. You should really slow down and try to make it last." But I'm running round in circles and thinking 'bout the past, and the January snow says "No," he can't bring you back. And even passing time can't get you off my mind. The year starts to unwind. The seasons all combine. Suddenly you're mine. We sit and drink some wine. Everything is fine. Bring you back. Bring you back.
4.
Every Dream 03:10
Every dream I ever had starts like that. I'm glad you never took me back. I can't move. It ends too soon. The noise stars make when they fall. You close your fists and withdraw. Came back to see if he'd call. Came back for nothing at all. What's good with oceans away. What's good with memories stay. What's good with friendships that fade. Tonight I'm taking his place. Sleep tight, he's no friend of mine. Please wipe those tears from your eyes. I'd put my neck on the line. I'd fight just to buy you some time. My favorite regret to dwell on? My suitcase wasn't packed. Right around when you left for Boston. Before your uncle's second heart attack. That's when I said, "Please listen. Please take my legs for walking on. My forearms will not bend." Then the voice of a common acquaintance on the phone cut through my confidence: "I'm so, so sorry that you had to find out this way..." Don't make me change my number. Don't make me change my tune. Just keep my favorite sweater. Don't count the months until June. Although when summer comes, I'm coming back, it's true. Although when summer comes, I'm coming back, but not for you.
5.
Miles away, stars so far. Broken stairs. Dirty floors. Distances and in-betweens. Living rooms and dead end dreams. Hardly home. Always bored. Don't talk much anymore. Growing old, softest drift. Best friends fade, become myth. Alternate side of the street. Intimate daily routines. Alternate side of the street. Snowed in for a week. Dirty sneakers wet with snow. Trudging slow, nowhere to go. Headphones in so no one talks. Carrying too much, slipping when we walk. Poisoned hair, damp from the shower. Sweaty palms, irrelevant mutters. Stacks of papers, books and records. Things forgotten, things forever. Alternate side of the street. Intimate daily routines. Alternate side of the street. Snowed in for a week. Dirty sneakers wet with snow. Trudging slow, nowhere to go. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. Dirty sneakers wet with snow. Trudging slow, nowhere to go. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.

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released September 1, 2014

All songs written by ...in another castle, except "Erotic Poem" written by Sean Thomas Dougherty and arranged by ...in another castle.
All songs recorded & mastered by Sean Hansen.
Clint drove the car and got the caffeine. Tyler drove the car and gave guitar advice. Mike Parish lent us the dope Super Reverb. Brian Conway provided additional vocals on "Come Away."

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Ah, you're surely aware everytime a time traveler interacts with history, it has repercussions?

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