Grey Area / The Reveling / The Copyrights / Luther

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These are the songs that are on our 4 way split with GREY AREA / THE REVELING / THE COPYRIGHTS / LUTHER

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released December 31, 2011

Recorded at Ace's Lightning Room (Philadelphia, PA)
Drums recorded at Uniform Recording (Philadelphia, PA)
Mixed by Jeff Dean at Million Yen (Chicago, IL)
Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth (New Jersey)
Produced by LUTHER

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Track Name: Sixty-One
We found her twitching on the ground
We took the grass out of her mouth
We put some life in those limbs
We sat at tables laughing off
Our skinny legs, our crooked jaws
Our stomachs stirring soot to soft cinders
Both of our bodies singing 'Oh, my heart and soul'
The wind was whispering and fighting fires in the
caverns of our throats, the sun was shining off the whites of our eyes
A little later in the...
We had some clothes there on your floor
Our skinny arms locking your door
We turned the lights off and kissed
We missed the bus we had to walk
Through Kenwood Ave. and Oakdale Park
I said 'The Sox could take the series this year'
Both of our bodies singing 'Oh, my heart and soul'
The wind was whispering and fighting fires in the
caverns of our throats, the sun was shining off the whites of our eyes
And the hand that sat in mine
While we were skidding on the ice
Our hands did not see much distance then did they?
Can't name the season or the time, and now they're just those faces you cannot place and we will keep them that way
Both of our bodies singing 'Oh, my heart and soul'
The wind was whispering and fighting fires in the
caverns of our throats, the sun was shining off the whites of our eyes
Track Name: This Door is a Penthouse
My mother said the breezes on our backs
We've got to get him to a doctor
We've to get him on his way and home again
We're all alone now we're all alone here
Up to our necks in pigment
The trees worth climbing in my town
They broke arms and chopped you down
But I'm not ready yet
We're all alone now we're all alone here
Up to our necks in pigment
The trees worth climbing in my town
They broke arms and chopped you down
But I'm not ready yet
The breezes on our backs