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Saucy Dreams, Mortal Torment, and Wicked Woe

by Another Ghost, Tait Howard

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1.
Road Rage 03:33
once more through the raging sun how hot it's getting every single tock and tick of the clock i walk the rocks and stone but there's only one road going through the sun another drink, for my hopes and dreams, they crumble; sound like broken carousels and stumble. stubble bones and bricks in thickening mist, while i'm getting lit like a star, all clumsily humbled by risking a hardened heart. Because the cost grows like moss on money trees and monkeys are teasing in the branches and they keep babbling on about the powerlessness of language. if everyone were nameless graveyards would be the languished epitaphs of strangers plagiarism's playground in the mouth of danger in the mouth of once more through the raging sun hold on
2.
Insomniac 05:01
here we go into the rain and snow we breathe like the fire bellows and aint buying the lies they're selling overpriced and i'm right every day and night i walk like the calm before the storm i'm the ghost in the wind that blows the dawn open wide my generation's sick the western world is full of twits ninety-nine and one percent just sit and argue over it and it sounds like this "who am i going to vote for?" "what should I wear?" "she looks like a two-cent whore" "let's go pick up some girls" "and boys" "in there" and I don't care take me to a parallel my passion is work as for an office job, I'd rather fall off the earth in search of atlantis in the last frontier with captain kirk My space is teh place where dreams become clay; where sleep treats equally night and day. Sit back some, I'm here to play - no mistakes - I'm giving thanks to the stars that make us and taking on scars like fifth degree scrapes to the knees easily I fall prey to wonder why it's getting harder to stay humble i pilliage and plunder building my junked life until it cracks filling my grapes of wrath ripe ready to rack the vintage I vanquish my own villians just for the privialage now it's been a slice trimming back these hedges but alas it's time to clip them so take me to a parallel here we go prove me wrong
3.
Lost Change 04:42
master took one last look at his books and turned to me to ask if he could hang one final hook line and sinker "who are you, what are you going to do with your life?" i said "that's a thinker... i'm like a stray dog staking my land, yapping up the wrong tree grabbing at the fruit of my plans and i'm mad about it, because i can't allow it to let you see me sow that seed, plant that tree, and catch the rain" it's like a plague that's stitching me sick and like a bag of nasty plastic tricks simply stated it's a long long way to the top if i want to rock and roll. so please believe me, it's NOT what i'm trying to be, and i'm getting over it. I finally see. raging bullshit will not save our souls. sit yourself down and talk it out. cuz peace of mind is worth it and so is mine and hers and his so keep on listening. i'm inclined to beleive that when you're blind you're free i've been trying to find it but i want something more sow my seeds plant my trees and catch the rain hold on
4.
Canines 04:05
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flying high up in the clouds in the sky, running around and i'm dreaming saucy now wicked woe is knocking touching mortality yeah tormenting saucy dreams gonna try to love you more because you're mine until we reach the shore this dream will sort it out
6.
Their Story 04:39
i'm coming high-tech looking at the sunset i know you kept, tight, sectrets of your sins, right? back to E.C., it's A.G. on the mic - pissing light. I'm a bright tyke. coming 'round for certain the journey's worth it i learned that persecuting the cops could only get you caught now i'm looking at you, knowing you've done a lot would you accept a nickel for your thoughts? tell me what ya know you're intellect is what i'm tryn to hear so share for real i'm gonna tell ya how i feel i hear ya kept you're understanding real so share i'm all ears and who cares be that as it may walk away caution tape's wrapped around the cape of your hero feeling just like a zero pick the mess and pick pu the trash living on a planet and i don't know who hasn't but we're tryin to make it cost less so please put this number on your do-not-call list
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grasshopper season; treasonous as a popper; sparkling water phosphorescence - kin of death kisses goodbye in grasshopper seasons. I'm pleasing your sneering sass just for the cream - yeah right; drink my ocean of dirty dreams. Sucker punched the dunce and cap - homeland anarchy! anachronistic arachnids nibbled at your corpse and i just laughed at them. my click clack took the wrap for battles i haven't fought. if you are a big tree we are the small axe sharpened and ready to snap branches. Pass this off as if you were the sun - but I already told your friends and now you have none. it's a damn shame
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Dead Guy 05:32
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Night 04:33
Night Falls Down beneath the light and weary walls into our lives Sky runs aground it's a fight to the death if you ever want to question why moving to the place where we belong in the darkenest night Night falls down beneath the light and weary walls into our lives night starts surrounding me all rise for the judge presiding, Mr. At-Night, I'm begging, "Please, jury, don't find me guilty upon sight" "well alright" moving to the place where we belong in the darkenest night A shadow comes not from a man nor a beast their darkness not given by light all shadows belong to themselves in the least and to all of their brothers at night
12.
Candlelight 03:50
theres a fire burning in your heart for miles
13.
mauve murder turns terse turbidity tepid. I read it all and wrote over it abetting the chauffeur better than he had to show for it. cleft plethora chef compliments' pompus head circumvented the red rose again, so tell me who wrote this reverie ransom and kept it in a bottle, floating close to Nemo's nautilus, set to sail the seven. kelped messes pressed the message while plenty sea shanties Canterbury tales and barret's privateers paid years of penalty just to level the odds and now that i have your attention, i'm a hundred and eleven, and finally ready to tell secrets. Please, I'm mtrying but i'm cringing, encrypting my ability by mixing crimson and violet into this symphony i'm violently vivified and powerful, but bleeding from cowardice cuts from reaching to seize my own dreams, so cease and desist listening if you think i'm kicking you back. suckers ought to ask not what music could do for you, but what you could do for it. I'm trapped at a job and I can't stop falling use the connection from your head to your heart or get used to losing finish what you start
14.
Glasstrain 09:42
cut me up beat to a pulp heat it red-white hot turn it around or drip it down keep it red white hot i tried to build horizons but it's more than i can see heat it red-white hot and catch the rain here we go but i want something more there's only one road going through the sun

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A concept album, in which a skeleton kid explores his world though four seasons in music and visual art. Each movement, or season rather, should not evoke the particular emotion or feeling of that particular season as normally experienced by an individual in the real world. That said, the observer of this collaborative piece will note that, at times, the audio and visual art of each particular movement does indeed don textures reminiscent of the seasons. The artists bid you well as you join the skeleton kid on his journey.

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released September 28, 2014

Evan Captain plays all instruments on all tracks, Lena Captain guest stars as vocal in Their Story and Glasstrain. Cover art by Tait Howard, more of his work at Comicbooktakeover.com . Produced by Evan Captain.

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If a butcher cut off my hands, I'd stomp and sing. If I then lost all my limbs and vocal chords to a rabid alligator, I'd sweetly whistle through the gaping, sputtering holes left in my body until the blood clotted and I died.

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