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The Canyons Between Us

by Right as Rain

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1.
We're going to have a picnic today, I packed us a lunch (and) I stole the Host for you. Just like old times, Sacrilegious sleight of hand, Holy thievery. It's a quiet afternoon Except for the planes at Republic. I'll lay down beside you, For now, One day, forever. I have some problems I need to talk to you about And Jeopardy questions I need answers to, And you're not here. I used to hit home runs over your house, Now I cross myself as I jog by, Afraid to go inside. I try not to remember your crooked mouth Whispering "You're perfect." That wasn't you, that wasn't you, That wasn't you. I traded your laugh for a picture of us Outside of a church on a warm spring day. We were squinting in the sun, squinting in the sun Squinting in the sun... I know life eventually ends And that it's a part of it (yeah), But I wish yours didn't, Because I miss you a lot.
2.
Skyline 03:04
The city lights surround This is manifest destiny This is, This is Step up, Square one New Year's Eve entry reads This is the last night in my body Confined to the water Stay here, you're safe A longing for the road The pavement, staccato breaths, Freedom... On the roof at night, Where men of science meet To mock these holders of faith. But still they can't seem to shake It, In the dark, We can debate: Whether the ocean floor is quieter Than the furthest reaches of space. Don't think you can relate to me, Because no one really knows That's the beauty of the human condition, To suffer alone. Let's see how quiet we can be. Best you can do is vanish Disappear Gone Without a trace Into that void we call space.
3.
Neon Lights 04:21
If we're gonna do this, let's do this ....no let's drag it out it'll make it so much sweeter or at least give me time to think about it These neon lights follow me like ghosts As I walk the longest hallway ever known My footsteps shuffle along to the beat of my telltale heart accelerating (Cause I'm) scared of what might happen next And I can't vouch for my self control When your hand grazes mine I wanna steal you away from these neon lights No, no, no you .. should keep .. your distance (my mind) is reciting these quixotic lines about your eyes and the moon (but i) bury the lines so deep inside that they're faults now, and shattering soon (I see) mirrors reflecting like fifty of me each one more broken down than the last here's honor, here's patience, there's honesty and grace and there goes fidelity (And I'm) scared of what might happen next And I can't vouch for my self control (when your) whispering lips approach my ear and your Cockney slang get my thoughts clear (In that) moment everything else just dies and i can't imagine anything more right (when your) lips divide and then invite but my tongue licked letters with "love" signed no, no, no you.. cannot .. surrender [solo] you read my mind (my lips are sealed) as I watch yours part (words lose their meaning) they graze ever-so-slightly (beside my cheek) with a lie that you made (that i'd later keep) now i listen to the cars (as they splash thru the rain) and Oasis keeps telling me (don't go away) were they talking to you? (or were they talking to me?) and i guess it doesn't matter (cause either way) i'm mad for it... i'm mad for it. (Now I'm) scared of what won't happen next 'cause I gave in to my self-control (now the) search lights burst and my eyes dart (and a) t-shirt (re)minds me what you "heart" (and I'll) think back to what my lips declined (and) I'll play back a dif-fer-ent highlight ('til I) can't distinguish what is real (my re)grets will tell you how i feel no, no, no I.. cannot.. endure this. i don't know what else to say. i think you're beautiful. if i took a chance, by chance, would you feel the same? or would you feel this way?
4.
In a crowded, quaint little wine bar Our knees graze in the dark I'd like to think it was on purpose But come on, I know better than that I've never known you as someone here for good though maybe for evil, halfway out the door, jet ticket in hand, silhouette i'm your man, i've memorized the gates and all the times you land So when those words came out I'd never heard before I could only play it cool or act nonchalant because Our love is like a play performed on the surface of the sun You're a living fire, why can't we burn as one? You said that you might not leave New York after all These words (these words, these words) they hang in the air, dancing around my head As if spoken by a mouth that couldn't have been yours, one I'd never kissed before, never longed for We cross the border into Alphabet City In my dream we were arm in arm But in real life I can't cross the canyon between us I watched your hips move to the beat of my heart Your body taken over by Guantanamera As I fought the music for your attention Strobe lights light up the ceiling like stars shining just for us You said that you might not leave New York after all These words (these words, these words) they hang in the air, dancing around my head As if spoken by a mouth that couldn't have been yours, one I'd never kissed before, never longed for Props disguised as people stagger round the dance floor I am just a ghost (and) you don't notice as I float away As happiness recedes into dreams The passion ended where it began In sleep..less..ness We will never recover our days Our letters are our only progeny And the ghosts consumed any consolation I've got a telescope, I'm squinting and straining and I still cant see the past I've got a telescope, I'm squinting and straining and I still cant see the past (and I realize) (I'm not sorry we met, but I'm not sorry it's over) I've got a telescope, I'm squinting and straining and I still cant see the past (I'm not sorry we met, but I'm not sorry it's over) I've got a telescope, I'm squinting and straining and I still cant see the past (I'm not sorry we met [there's nothing left to say], and I'm not sorry it's over) (I'm not sorry we met [there's nothing left to say], and I'm not sorry it's over) It's over.
5.
I can't even believe I am back in this same storm once again. This feeling feels familiar; sick with the motions, the dance, and the deja vu. I sit in the car watching the rain land, drip, and streak my windshield. The rain is a metaphor, my mind is the sky, The clouds are confusion: this weather is mine. I have no recourse but to reach idle thoughts, idling in my car outside of view, outside your house, and I don't know but it seems that all my friends may or may not be jealous. The breezes seem to blow always through you; your glances leave me stunned, speechless, split in two. And all this confusion wears on me and I don't wear it well. I'm never prepared for this kind of weather. The rain is the metaphor, my mind is the sky, The clouds are confusion: this weather is mine. I have no recourse but to reach idle thoughts, idling in my car outside of view, outside your house, and I don't know but it seems that all my friends may or may not be jealous. It is ugly, (it is draining), it is so cold (and painstaking)- all the opposites of what you are, (sitting in my car). It is starcrossed, (it is grating), it is horrible, (and just deflating)- kind of like all the ways I feel for you, (but what is there to do). I am struggling, (I am foolish), and I keep wondering (what the use is)- all the opposites of what I wanted to be. Afraid I'll never be free. I am struggling, I am foolish, I keep wondering what the use is. All the opposites of what I wanted to be, God, show me what to see.
6.
Beachfront breakfast, knee to knee. A bottle floated ashore with a note from me to you. It was tattered and aged and it read, "I'll have you, no matter how long it takes." I guess I'll have to be content to wait (be content to wait), I guess I'll have to be content to wait. I slept on your parent's floor under your diplomas and science medals. Listened to the rain as it hit your stoop, across the hall I wonder: could you feel like I do? I guess I'll have to be content to wait (be content to wait), I guess I'll have to be content to wait. ...I just need to prove that this is real... There's something soulful in the way you move your lips, awash in luminescence. It's like someone stole the Rock-e-feller Tree and placed it here for you and me. The light changes red-to-green and back again. Kiss me like the world is ending. Look at me, declare that it's confirmed, as the world just melts away Waking up in the middle of a freezing bed seems so unfair - I reach out, you're not there. (And) if I close my eyes... I can still see 1 chair, 2 of us, we explore blissfully. I didn't have to be content to wait (be content to wait), I didn't have to be content to wait. Countries went to war for girls like you! There's something soulful in the way you move your lips, awash in luminescence. It's like someone stole the Rock-e-feller Tree and placed it here for you and me. The light changes red-to-green and back again. Kiss me like the world is ending. Look at me, declare that it's confirmed, as the world just melts away If we never go to sleep then the night will never end, and you'll never have to leave. As the dawn creeps in we dodge the rays. They spell doom for incremental lovers. It is the east and you are the sun. The sky was empty before the storm, now it swirls in shades of crimson and battle. The mob closes in, we grip each others hands, tighter and tighter, it's us versus them. I wouldn't have it any other way (Your skin is my oxygen, your arms are my weapons) I wouldn't have it any other way (I know we'll be okay, but I want to hear you say it) Countries went to war for girls like you! There's something soulful in the way you move your lips, awash in luminescence. It's like someone stole the Rock-e-feller Tree and placed it here for you and me. The light changes red-to-green and back again. Kiss me like the world is ending. Look at me, declare that it's confirmed, as the world just melts away.
7.
Our blood is cold, just like the ocean in February We don't dip our toes, we just admire from afar Cursed by the years, an inability to play a numbers game This is our destiny, this is how it shall be On the other side of another life, we're in a yellow sports car on a sunny weekend day You're in a flowing dress and your hat blocks the glare Someone calls out your name, but we can't hear them Because we're driving, we're driving away (yeah yeah) I could keep you in my pocket, I could stash you up my sleeve No one gets hurt except me I could be saving the world instead of thinking about you I could be saving my own life but instead I'm just thinking about you They built a stone wall around the gates of heaven to keep the wicked out They were on the fence about whether to let me in Until I asked St.Peter how you've been He led me away and said "Son, this is not a place for you" I could keep you in my pocket, I could stash you up my sleeve No one gets hurt except me I could be saving the world instead of thinking about you I could be saving my own life but instead I'm just thinking about you These idle hands and this idle heart, it does nothing to keep me sane (I could keep you in my pocket, I could stash you up my sleeve) Because my heart gets so self conscious when you look at me a certain way (No one gets hurt except me) It makes me forget everything I've come to know as true (I could be saving the world instead of thinking about you) And it pains me to say this, but sometimes I imagine coming home to you (I could be saving my own life but instead I'm just thinking about you) Oh Daisy, Daisy, I can see the green light on your dock (I could keep you in my pocket, I could stash you up my sleeve) It burns all night, I pine, I wait, I watch (No one gets hurt except me) Why can't you come over? Year by year, that light recedes before us (I could be saving the world instead of thinking about you) And so we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past (I could be saving my own life but instead I'm just thinking about you)
8.
Invictus 02:59
"Invictus" by William Ernest Henley Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
9.
As the sun smote the moon I said to myself , "This could be the restart of something beautiful," (but) As the stars smote the sun I drove home alone, (the) Rain battered my roof, taunting me: "She's leaving, she's leaving You'll never love anyone like her again." Never know what I'm supposed to find That's another reason I can't sleep My radar heartbeat beats me like a beacon back to you because it wants what it wants In a world that makes little to no sense I know that I want you so bad it hurts (and) If you're snowed in at an airport on a major holiday Call me and I'll come eat with you There's nowhere I'd rather be, (yeah) you and me, oh man, if you only knew (how) much I think about you... If I only had a day to live (I'd spend) every last second with you We'd start at the Met-and-get lost in the gardens-for-hours South to the park with-your-head on my shoulder East to the river, the Din-ner-as the sun sets, then back-to-bed Brush our teeth, put (the) ra-di-o on so softly We'd wake with our limbs-en-tangled I'd call my family-and-friends (and) Tell them not to cry-for-me For I have lived much more In the last day...... than they have in.... their entire......... lives.
10.
The ghosts are making noise in the attic again They're restless, rustling, messing with my sleep Because they know that I only smile when I dream I was once a thinker, and my mother's only son I was once a runner, and my father's only son Now I'm just searching for purpose and truths that appear self-evident I'm breaking things in the dark Making my way through this life blindfolded, and trying not to complain I close my eyes and I'm floating on the sea Riding the swell to find a port of call To call my own, because it's getting crowded in my head Everyone has an opinion And I can't quiet them down.. I'll be crazy in not-too-long So I focus on the little things.. Like keeping warm [bass solo] I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) x12 [instrumental break] I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) I will be okay, I breathe the air I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) My eyes are open, I breathe the air I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) The ghosts will fly away, I breathe the air I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) I breathe the air (keep calm and carry on) I am okay.
11.
I take a breath Explode into the Manhattan Sunday morning The sun ignites the pavement Sinners searching for penance have nowhere left to hide Regret is a dead end friend we just can't seem to shake There's nothing wrong with a little indiscretion now and then So close your eyes - let's make it count People were always getting ready for tomorrow You don't believe in that, no Tomorrow wasn't ever getting ready for them It didn't even know that they were there A trail of bread crumbs led me to my car Retracing every bad decision. A trail of bread crumbs led me to my car Retracing every bad decision, after bad decision I propose we go back to pretending. Being so furtive, Cat burglars of glances Our flag will forever fly in darkness. I know I'll always take the path of most resistance Our love is like a fixed up home that is built upon a bruised foundation The doors are painted but they squeak, and squeak, and squeak The more things change, the more that we remain the same So turn away from me, let's never know if this time is better than the last So turn away from me, let's never know if this time was better than the last I propose we go back to pretending. Being so furtive, Cat burglars of glances Our flag will forever fly in darkness. I know I'll always take the path of most resistance You might want to call and talk things out I just hope you never do You might want to call and talk things out I just hope you never do Things are easier that way Things are easier that way Things are easier that way Things are easier that way I propose we go back to pretending Being so furtive, Cat burglars of glances Our flag will forever fly in darkness. I know I'll always take the path of most resistance
12.
Guy (Alone): It's the way her mountain sings, It's the song for which we all long. Far too strong, The way her eyes tell stories. In a way we all know her. She's flittering high above, Glittering, I will reach until we fall. Awkwardly, my own mistake Left me cascading to her side, And for one night, Entertained notions Of daring rescues she would make So that I could be whole, But who could know What I would fake? The moonrise isn't dangerous But, slighted, I feel victimized, Hypnotized. It's the kind of lie worth telling It's the kind of lie worth telling Girl (Alone): Like our fate this envelope It is sealed and I know, I should go, forward unknowing. Oh, what struggled we have seen, He feels distant, strange, at my side, And I still cry at moment's notice. And I have worked on his behalf For so long that I owe, love or no To make this work, here. And I have worked on my behalf, Far too few hours then, but I love him, I'll ask, he'll tell me so. The moonrise isn't dangerous But, slighted, I feel victimized, Hypnotized. It's the kind of lie worth telling It's the kind of lie worth telling [Instrumental Break] Guy and Girl (Together): And I'm sure that we both knew What the stakes were for you. Futures, too, were noticeably close. All was well and beautiful, Air was cool, bodies warm, But a storm swirled dormant, brewing A pale skinned girl with jet black hair, Floated free toward my life, and like a knife She made my blood rush I could not know what she'd do Or what role she would play, But on that day, I held my breath... The moonrise isn't dangerous But, slighted, I feel victimized, Hypnotized. It's the kind of lie worth telling It's the kind of lie worth telling The moonrise isn't dangerous But, slighted, I feel victimized, Hypnotized. It's the kind of lie worth telling (telling, telling) (Was it) the kind of lie worth telling.
13.
They say, "we'll bury you in the backyard," That's where the hardest goodbyes will always be Under the light of the North Star, Take the long way home tonight. Eyes closed (eyes closed), Well worn streets, 8x10's on every corner. These metronome hearts, They do pump blood Of a common cause. Scratches on the wall, When one stops, they will all, They say, "we'll bury you in the backyard," That's where the hardest goodbyes will always be (they say) They say, "we'll bury you in the backyard," That's where the hardest goodbyes will always be At home your feet are always on the ground So go on yourself and be brave, For tonight we will dream. We'll dream of youth, oh, On your front stoop, at morning's light they march the street Rebels in the mist, they sing: They say They say "we'll bury you in the backyard" For that's where the hardest goodbyes will always be (they say) They say They say "we'll bury you in the backyard" For that's where the hardest goodbyes will always be Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile (Oh-ro, welcome home), Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile (Oh-ro, welcome home), Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile (Oh-ro, welcome home) Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh (Now that summer's coming).

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released November 7, 2014

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Dave Gross - vocals/guitar
Brian McDonough - guitar
Dennis Ryan - drums/vocals
Matt "Lump" Sereno - bass/guitar

Engineering/Recording/Production - Matt Sereno at Chez Sereno
Mastering - Chris Carroll at Mantra Recording Studio
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Brian McDonough - guitar
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Matt "Lump" Sereno - bass

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