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Sinks the Ocean

by Even The Slept

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released July 5, 2011

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Even The Slept - once a traditional band started by Ryan L. McMurray and Chris Young (formerly of This Day An Age) in 2009, became a musical collective with a range of interchangeable musicians per song in 2015.

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Track Name: the oculus
She said I’ve
Got my back against the wall
A spear beneath my rib
A messiah at my door
Is it a sin for me to live
The way I choose to live
I’m a pig with wings
A gloating, listless fraud, I am

Drive me, catapult me to the moon
I’ve heard the secret cretans speak
And they make perfect sense to me
You’re silly she says
A lewd hypocrite
Here’s a nickel for those times we shared
The ghosts beneath our bed and I’m the one
You’ll cherish, take for granted

Cathartic we rest, amused and annoyed
Winded by this disconnect we dance around until we’re sick
Mean to me, what I mean to you
A heathen made of gold begets a lover drunk on bold regrets
I’m open, if you’re open
To trusting who we are
I’m open, if you’re open
To trusting who we’ll be

A century of history steals the air we breathe
A century of history grinds to a halt

Inquisitive, she moves for the kill
With wild eyes, aspiring, the matriarch zeroes in on me
She was methodical, exotic and sensual
She was meticulous, a natural at all things unnatural
I screamed I’m unavailable
But she knew my every move
Wretch, you’re a momentary thrill
But she knew my every move

A century of history grinds to a halt.
Track Name: the jig
No she don’t like it
The Queen has come to claim her crown

Gesturing down a corridor of snails
The bigot leads me along, leads me astray
Bring him forth, let him speak, let him plead his case for me
There’s something lost beneath the evidence
Let him testify
Let him sing
Here I am
And able man is all I am and I’ll serve you right
But no, she don’t like it
The Queen

You’re free to leave
Consider your debts stripped clean
But the city outside, they sharpened their knives
Through incandescent, interchanging light
They saw him alone

Hope for our souls
When they mob and they stab and they crush him
Everything inside of him explodes
Witness, and we feel it
Hope for our souls
When we look and we feel nothing
Witness, and we feel everything.
Track Name: new china
Hey freak show, Barnum
Your suit, your skin, is pristine
Unfurl your tongue
And make a meal of me
Cloak and smiles
Hollow hopes you sold to them, you stole
They slave
And make the same mistakes
Unfurl your slick tongue
And make a meal of me
Humor the mannequins with gold
The masquerade you sold to them, you stole

Heed them, do what you will
It’s all that I can stand
If I’m irrelevant, then you’re coy
If I'm mad then you my friend are better off dead
Better undead, just better

Monster at our pulpit the blasphemy is deafening
It’s time we take control

The source we think we know
Like systems will fail
Our lives are but a sliver in the swirl that never ends
It’s all irreverent
The solstice cracks the skyline
You wait all night for a sign

Heed them, do what you will
It’s all that I can stand
If I’m irrelevant, then you’re coy
If I'm mad then you my friend are better off dead

Every single thing from worm to nymph
The cycle finds a way to start again
We will start again.
Track Name: carbon copy
Bolt and screw fuse with bone
This makeshift process that formulates these clones
On squeaky knees and morphine minds
Walking single file in a militant fashion
Test ready for replication

Tear down your habits of thought
And swerve toward accord
A new day has rendered itself
To save you from yourself

Burn conformity and rile your known name
Downplay hypocrisy and defuse your campaign
I don’t know what you’ve been told
But it’s not my place anyway to crack your mold

Slide lengthways through oblivion
Mirror, mirror on the wall
The wall that was and will not be a rock for you to build
Your mouth is alkaline
Your words blades honed in fire

Fake
Every inch of you is counterfeit you perfect, porcelain pest
This is clarity
We can’t deny
Face me
There is sure to be a mess of things left when you confess this is parity
We fall in line
Assembling the end

Where else would I be but lost when I rue the day
Trying to be something I’m not
Where else would be but lost when I can’t believe
In anything outside of myself.
Track Name: one against one too many
Stiff, alive but not living they found us
Face down in the sun
The coroners were fooled
Our cause of death a blank on the video spool
Headlines they read
Our story well made us sound so swell and in love
They write about, write about the fickle crowd
The young couple who fell from above

The radio, the TV screens
Immortalize us
The radio, the TV screens
They mortify us

Naturally it was found that we
Were never who they thought we were at all
Cruel world quit your frown
You silly, sorry sucker you’re making me unsound
A saint, a thief, a priest, a beast, a petulant, proprietor of skin
A girl so sweet, so beautiful
Such a shame to see her go that way

If you could look away
I’d make you understand
And if you could be another way
I’d make you over

Stiff, alive but not living they found us
Face down in the sun
They write about, write about the fickle crowd
The young couple who fell from above.