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oh those sweetened memories are we who we used to be are we still those melodies ringing in our ears won’t you come and sit with me can you hold the harmony oh the way it used to be when all this seemed so clear or have we made our peace remember when we owned the night ushered in that morning light have we given up the fight have we given in are we still the ones who dream the ones who could do anything the years just keep on crumbling have we all moved on or have we made our peace have we made our hearts so hard they refuse to scar and now we no longer feel so won’t you come and lay with me from long forgotten history the pictures come and they cover me and I remember once again the blade is always beckoning with me till awakening or is it just an opening can we begin again
Klamath Lake 04:11
made my living on the water fishing them runs up in the hills round klamath lake you know I had myself a lover and a daughter but couldn’t feed them on my take cause all the farmers needed water to feed the cities lit up in lights and built on sand and when their fields began to suffer they dug a scar and up and drained it from this land death in the water swimming up from the sea mother forgive our slaughter your river bleeds so september brought those swimmers up this river an artery from seas below and I stood and watched in horror as withered veins began to falter and wouldn’t flow a scene of silver out there gasping yet they all just kept on thrashing, pushing home but with all of them exhausted they just went belly up and rotted down to their bones oh our life our land, they came to claim five hundred years and it’s still the same you know they bust in here with their deeds and guns say it’s theirs until it’s gone
making my way through the deepness of the dark down there to your door silent and waiting nestled with the wolves and the trees said that you’d leave with me said he don’t see you said that it’s finally time in the shadows of the night oh you know I’d do you right so where are you places in private oh the spaces you’d come around out there on the edge of town I’d sit and listen to the stories that you’d weave...and believe said that it was always me but I hear those whispers what did you say to everyone to come off as the saint oh the pictures that you paint can be so threatening said we were leaving finally make it out of here was I the only one, the only one who heard said he mistreats you said those wounds would never heal was I the only one, the only one who heard or are you... are you still with him you know I’m a good man didn’t ask for this to start to play that part you know I’ve got a gentle heart but letters in secret slipped under a door where you’d implore “we’re not together anymore” did you know that I kept them hell you even signed your name and though I’d like to do the same well you know I’ll take the blame martyring
toledo to tacoma so this is minnesota and now them rockies are in my sights spent that night in san francisco the water out my window everything is gonna be all right cause home... no, no, no I’m not going home driving up the oregon coastline between the shadow of them tall pines the fog drifts to meet the tide cross that border to vancouver a shining city in the summer on a bay by the mountainside back through pastures of montana the fields that fill nebraska all them miles are piling on lord just give me one good reason to stay chained through four more seasons a hint of spring and then I’m gone cause out here on the highways I could spend the rest of my days fit to ramble and roam to stay out here forever drifting with the weather I am home I am home
think I’ll move out west to the coast no place too sunny, just remote find me a little labor down at the mill won’t have much money, but I’ll have the still think I’ll move down south to the sand lay down by the water and get me a tan catch my dinner down at the docks won’t have much but I won’t punch a clock but these are just lies meant to deceive we make up these stories we never believe think I’ll move on out overseas won’t tell nobody, I’ll just up and leave find me a little place in the south of spain I’ll laugh with the locals and dance in the rain and oh how we try ever so hard to smile we push back this poison to sleep for a while and oh lord I’m tired
feel the chop of the waves as I’m looking back though they’re capsized and closed like a noose around my neck if you’ve never felt a weight like I do listen to me now cause I know our kind and we can’t take it back won’t leave you once it’s done white then gray to black tight together, hunkered down under guard of deep cut cold lest their breath should break he rises and it rends releases then retreats but ever we move on to shallows and the shoals towards this thing I’ve done out of the darkness lift to the light cast out the catch boys grab and hold him tight did you give surrender did we break your might oh those memories they linger haunt me now at night oh the shallows and shoals stay with me on and on
Ol' Wyoming 04:04
and so I broke on down to baton with my sorrows and regrets found myself a barstool and a few packs of cigarettes left louisiana dead off whiskey, wine and beer don’t care where I end up as long as it ain‘t here so get me back to ol’ wyoming with the cattle and the calm where those meadows meet them mountains and a man can greet the dawn (and them cowboys sing their songs) (yes it‘s the place where I belong) and so I rolled on down to reno with just nickels to my name found myself a table and threw that money down the drain got out of nevada with them big guns on my heels don’t care where I end up as long as it ain’t here but I can’t avoid these fears I’ve been running from all these years and I can’t avoid your eyes though I try so hard to hide and so I slipped down to savannah my soul I set out to save learned myself the gospel for my salvation... well lord I prayed got out of georgia and from those preachers pushing fear don’t care where I end up as long as it ain’t here
The Island 05:02
in the heat of the day those doggies play in the bay around the island green from the rain you say it’s a shame we didn’t do this sooner cause I was living a lie telling myself, “hey you’re fine”...but I was dying well you’d come down in the morn to find me on the floor I don’t do that anymore the brothers they glow all covered in snow against the evening and above all these trees I can finally see the truth that was calling how I damn all those days that I threw away with that poison so I put my boots on the ground headed west to the sound softly singing don’t keep on living a life where you waste all your time getting wasted don’t you bury the pain under bottles of shame that just keep on piling deep in the woods fern underfoot and birdies chirping the fruits of this land, I hold in my hand they heal my body cause I put nothing inside I was an outgoing tide growing weaker oh but fighting the flow in the ocean they grow to return to these rivers oh I heard those trains coming oh son...it’s time to stop your running and build yourself a home and don’t keep on living a life where you waste all your time getting wasted don’t you bury the pain under bottles of shame that just keep on piling till you’re just empty cans and half drunken plans and you used to be something till you’re just empty cans and half drunken plans that turned to nothing
after the long haul out from under those chains head down to the household put some food to the flame we listen to nesting calling over the cane oh they sing of a longing they tell of her pain she says that she’s leaving although she remains at home with the heathens filled with that flesh oh the warmth of the water that beast on our breath sink down to the darkness wrapped in a womb oh her voice is the humming her arms like a tomb the joy is so fleeting that sorrow too soon save these songs for the broken hearted save your prayers for those departed forget your fears and rest assured no I don’t need them anymore so after the long haul at the end of those days we’d jump from the rooftops pull life from that clay for all that was promised and given away she’s left with the burden she’s left with the blame but I remember that household I remember that flame
The Columns 03:23
to never say die... to never grow old I’m still chasing those ships still searching for gold and are we alive if we act like machines reassembled with flesh to play out these scenes astoria your songs are calling me home still there in my heart still held in my bone your shoreline the truth, it’s buried within I’m still hunting for hope that I held as a kid who is your father and what does he do cause all his hopes, all his fears they’re passed on to you we’re born to be free to swim far and wide but all these columns we’ve built they continue to bind
give us your weak, weary, and your poor just like my fathers came before you'd see those ships rolling to our shores not anymore, can't you see... we're all full up, we've lit that switch, no vacancy work the fields, work the yards clean those kitchens, back those bars hide that accent, hide those scars is it so hard, can't you see... you pay your way but still we say you'll never be free...home no seeds ever sown when any day may be the day that you are gone when's the day we say we know that we were wrong add the words to bend the law no longer land for one and all would our forefathers be appalled oh to see, all this greed we take so much more than we could ever need while others only wish for a home
well, I remember better those days after sun to the water we'd run where we'd breathe the night well I remember better those days after sun in the dark having fun when we'd breathe the night well I remember when we'd jump in your car pick up a case at the bar and then we'd drive on down to the reservoir where we'd breathe the night now you do nothing but work and I feel like a jerk when you say "babe I've made salary" cause that means nothing to me but if you'd listen to a word, I'd say... "just take er easy girl" and if I could fix us with I lie I'd say... "we will turn out all right." well all right, but I remember better so I'll noose up this tie so I can finally buy you that car trade in my electric guitar for a house with a yard and now I'm not placing blame but it's really a shame that we're done living after the sun when we'd breathe the night
Pacifica 03:57
spending the afternoon listening to all the things I want to say to you would you hear me screaming beneath the lies well tonight, I will stay with you conversation lasting longer, pulling me in you tell me things... said I can't repeat them would you ever have spoken if you knew I'd awake unbroken remember every word but I'll say hello to the pacific for you don't think there'll be goodbyes this time it's not my place to ask them of you should I send you my sympathies would you ever receive me if I showed any weakness but I'll say hello to the pacific for you to know I'm here, is all you need to know to watch you sleep, is all I need hearing you breath next to me I say goodnight cause in the morning words won't come there's never silence between me and anyone except for you so here are my words, here are my promises to you and I'll say hello for you


released November 20, 2017

Matthew Bellman
Sarah Favret
Raffi Minasian
Johnny Bregar

Recorded and Mixed by Johnny Bregar at The Brickyard
Produced by Johnny Bregar and Matthew Bellman
Mastered by Johnny Bregar at The Brickyard
Album photography courtesy of Sue Fan


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Westerly Sound Bainbridge Island, Washington

Matthew Bellman
Raffi Minasian
Sarah Favret

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