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Paper Vultures

by The Even the Slept Collective

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1.
Incontinuum 00:49
2.
Swamp Water 03:05
Walk that line where the damn begin to rise Meet your maker there mother, brother Cut your faith in a clearing by the vines Let your wounded hands bleed the river red At the misty station You take cover Where the water turns to wine You take cover Pale, gray light leads to shifty confines The tides churn below and suck you under Sweet divine is a life you’ll never find The afterlife is a dying fairy tale Sever your heart and sink it with a stone In the murk and muck burn your bridges bare He was a man familiar and muddy Yet he was unnatural said the spirit with no face, A dying fairy tale.
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Said the earthworm to the grub It is time to send our son before the masses Said the turtle to the toad Do they know not what they’ve done? Said the tiger to the antelope Can they undo what they’ve done before we parish? So the monkey raised his gavel Let them pray upon their weak until they’re weary Down the dirt road, wild and shy, The young boy carried their message There’s a lion in his pocket There are lambs beneath his feet and vultures overhead The sky don’t lie Said the beggar to the merchant Can you spare a little bread to keep me moving? Said the farmer to his grove Why must they steal the fruit you bear? Said the tiger to the antelope Can they undo what they’ve done before we perish? Said the prophet to his priest Let’s cage these fucking beasts while they linger When that boy reached the town There was no one to be found.
5.
Focus is a waste The crucible is vivid tonight With a fist in the dash You’re fleeing this cosmo Feel me opening the door to your light We will drive around town And leave it in the streets of your worry Sew your line There is a price that we will pay A price that we will take to our graves Stop turn around, cut the wheel, Oh let the city burn, baby Your wicked, vetted ways Are drowning out the streets tonight So much time wasted on the good of man We will drive around town And leave it in the streets of your worry Sew your line There is a price that we will pay A price that we will take to our graves Sing your storyline, let it echo, echo through the night Oh but I don’t mind, if you don’t mind, then we don’t mind at all O we will drive on out of here.
6.
This feeling in the air, it cuts just like a knife O I waited on for the sun to rise Like a rattle from the deep, when the oceans ate the sky O I waited on for the sun to rise And I waited like a fool waits for signs Now, here we are, The walls are caving in, the earth is crumbling It’s wave after wave Our world is a battlefield The cities are alive, the ground is giving way It’s wave after wave All we care about is our cause and our manses No burdens left to bear, so we burned on through the night O we waited on for the moon to shine Like a rattle from the deep, the crows they took the sky O we waited on for the moon to shine And in the fading light our skin began to change And what we became was fearless And dangerous Now, here we are, The walls are caving in, the earth is crumbling It’s wave after wave Our world is a battlefield The cities are alight, the ground is giving way It’s wave after wave All we care about is our cause and our horrid clichés And soon, it will all be dust And from the dust we’ll be reborn It’s 5.21; it’s 5.22, you buffoon— Quiet now, the book you share is cold and bare, Why should we lend, bleeding ears to a peddler like you The motives run, a beating drum, a make-believe talent man, Spreading fiction-like sin that grows unknown Savage, foil, preach—we will dig a human hole Wide enough to shelter Savage motives run, emotions run It’s over.
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Red lights give the cityscape a bleeding hue Ominous sky, reminiscent of better times But there’s something growing beneath the company signs It’s game and weathered like you This festering, omnipresent little core Is working its way through the din of the ignored Oh my god, why don’t you grow a backbone and fight Stand up and ignite Grit your teeth and swing away Daylight, the graffiti in the city streets Kindergarten font shades the people like a tree But there’s something glowing above the marketing lines It’s rare and able like you This festering, omnipresent omnipresence Is working its way through the din of the ignored Oh my god, why don’t you grow a backbone and fight Stand up and ignite Grit your teeth and swing away

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released July 24, 2012

Chris Young: Vocals
Ryan McMurray: Guitars, programming
Kurt Whiting: Bass
Kevin Gauntner: Keyboards
Jason Mello: Drums

Engineered by Ryan L. McMurray at ETS Land and Casa de Ruin
Special thanks to Mark Montoro for providing recording gear
Mixed and mastered by Jamie King at The Basement Studios Winston-Salem

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Ryan McMurray
Josh Cleaton
Kurt Whiting
Jamie King
Thomas Williams
Wolf Bayley
Nicole Roberts
Brad Davis

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