What a Week

by MetaMantra

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Recorded in Nov 2015, New Jersey. Thank you to the Wright family. For never once complaining, after an entire week of hearing the same 10 songs on repeat. Thanks to champ the Labrador, for teaching me the true meaning of persistence. Thank you to Nick Wright for all time and effort he put into this thing. Thank you to Annie Baker, for supporting me. Even when it meant living out of a car for a few months. Thank you to the Daily family for all their hospitality.

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released May 2, 2016

Kevin Gile- Vocals, Guitar, Percussion
Lucy- Bass
Nick Wright- Production, Mixing, Mastering

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Track Name: The Darkest Thing
(V1)
I set the stars to be bold and scarce
I've turned the stones into grains of sand
Then I snuffed it out, to prove that I could
Then I made a sun, to undo everything I had done

(Chor)
The race against the day
is the darkest thing that I've ever made

(V2)
Pay your dues, in a frozen sea
Or spend another night cold and hungry
Race around the streets with places to be
Live it now and live it loud, this is it for you and me

(Chor)
But the race against the day
Is the brightest thing that I've ever made

(Bridge)
I am one tired soul
though my bones were bound to break
The race against the day, is the darkest thing I've ever made
Track Name: Sunrise
(V1)
Oh I planted the seeds that were given to me
I watched and prayed every night and day
Every breath that I breathed, I breathed for you

(Chor)
That I tried, to deny all the instincts inside of me
But I wont be swayed from my shameful behavior
All my shameful behavior

(V2)
It sprang from the earth only to be returned
All the words of a man, none of us ever knew
He who has ears, let him hear, let him hear

(Bridge)
Blessed be the weeds
Blessed be the thorns
for keeping me off the ground
Track Name: Perspective
(V1)
I watch the rise and fall
through a backlit screen or not at all
my window into lives I never knew
that could include me
If I had been there too

The further in I reside
the maze that is my mind
I am a wash of static pride

(Chor)
I've been biding my time inside
What is it, that I've gained
I ache to escape from this frame

(V2)
The deserts unfamiliar
abundant neglect I must withdraw
The concrete calls testing my resolve
Boorish behavior It has led me here

Once my life resides
the swell dispersed by time
I'll be a wash of static pride