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Megaphona

by Quiet Hounds

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Quiet Hound! 00:13
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All the evening flies in my eyes won't rest and I'm a particle floating in the living room dim What a shame we thrive on wasted idle hours, oh why I pull the sheets stuck wrestling pale light apologies another hour til we break... well has the day made its move I can can see your light light, far I'm hypnotized somersaulting I might find your lullaby parachuting sign I bring the sun, I say calling all gamma rays This must be the tip of the iceberg, my oh my kamikaze into the black walls I wear so tight With rattle snakes and ice, well, every drug lies, oh why I guess you just won't sleep if you're just not feeling at home guess there's a chance we'll stay awake and we go alone / all night my sirens waiting... I can can see your light light, far I'm hypnotized somersaulting I might find your lullaby parachuting my my morning I collide maybe its a sign sign bring the sun, I say calling all gamma rays
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Stand up, stand up, wake up, wake up, so long sing for the day I wonder Oh I want to make up, like a child and run through the trees and cover Pouring, ripping, all over the eastern shore like a made up thunder And its leaving, pelting me all over I'm but a longing old timer... I'm a ghost of your child You in dreams of our wild I can't help we grew up too fast made ends meet with nothing to last Go downtown and work for your meals Grown up suits and taking down deals Weren't we kids in this autumn air Wanting more with nothing to bare All the young souls, making like men taking that load from the age old kin All the young boys, marry up girls taking a turn we never thought so early Everyone told, never look back living a wonder like a wooden soldier All the young souls, kick and you shout Hey did you wonder why your lights so dim. Someone take me off of my guard Make me play the wandering card I can't help we grew up too fast made ends meet with nothing to last Go back home and pray for your soul Burn your suit and make me feel whole Weren't we kids in this autumn air Wanting more with nothing to bear
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Whisper from the cages I heard you growing bandages and stones in the hole I'm throwing Captives at the brink of an all out riot Quiet in the hallways and no guns firing So, I'd sell your yesterday for something new my friend All these good saints taking chances, why don't you give in? They take the money from our pockets when our hands were made to shake it off They take the spirit from our bodies when our hearts were made to wake it up While all the stories they've been telling lead to compromise, somethings telling me we'll never see the end til we try So take my money, hold my heart and I promise you i won't give up So we kept writing letters to the fates so I can find my way something came wired and boosted your pride and now you're on your way today Making your declaration on hilltops chanting "good will come" Pushing your paddles, crossing old rivers, setting with the sun
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Snake bit, sit back. shakin up the bee hives train track, sugar stack, passing me as I take a swing in my walk, with a sweet in my talk Its all I ever ever knew Show down, big town, cutting like a sharp knife No use telling me what to wear as I take a swing in my walk, with a sweet in my talk Its all I ever ever knew from Minnesota down to Arizona Hallelujah and a kiss from a loner Can't contain it, no I can't explain it In my worn crushed corduroy Hot December bleed over November And you're a shakin in my arms when I hold ya Screw the weather, feelin so much better in my worn crush corduroy Gold fool, deep pool, divin like a mayday So thin, with these paper words I play with a swing in my walk, with a sweet in my talk I don't care what you gotta say... I can take the poison Treat me like me a liar Make me out a thief, my lips on fire Tell me that you want me That you won't deceive me And you don't mind the clothes I wear I'm a soldier, no I'm not aloner Hallelujah from my megaphona I can tell you everything is warmer in my worn crush corduroy...
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I Get Up 03:48
Yellow flowers descend on me The stark horizon I can barely see Told you I'd take care of us From winding roads and swarming locusts I get up, I'll be a useful man So pay up, a dollar in my hand Wanderlust, and follow if you can I get up, show you a useful man I don't have the riches dear This money makes the strongest grow in fear So I'll come to care for us the blackened chimney cleared of dust the love we made a pact to keep from thrones to misled sheep now all because you said to me that you don't care if these bills don't get paid I get up, I'll be a useful man So pay up, a dollar in my hand Wanderlust, and follow if you can I get up, show you a useful, somebody truthful, show you a useful man
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1864 00:40
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Beacon Sun 03:30
How's a man to know his heart, Blistered under beacon sun Captain, I'm sorry we're under siege Taken to a nowhere land Andersonville, what's ur plan Talk to me, tell me you'll set me free While these fields keep calling me back Still keeps calling me back Will keep calling me back home Once a father, husband, son Captured under someone's gun Mother, I'm hoping you'll forgive me Taken to a nowhere land I can't even understand Where we're goin better yet Where we've been And we feast the morning light With our arms across the table And the orphan souls delight in this song we cry We are children of the damned though our hearts are clearly able Let the walls come burnin down Set out souls a flight Now we come to face the fight with our brothers at the table Running circles in the night We're immortalized We are children of the damned though our hearts are clearly able Let the walls come burnin down We remember why

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released June 4, 2012

All music written and performed by Quiet Hounds. Engineered, produced & mixed by Deke Spears. Mastered by Alex Lowe at Red Tuxedo. Horns on "Worn Crush Corduroy" by Jeff Elrod. Horns on "I Get Up" by David Daly & Russell Sauve. Additional engineering on "Pocket Change" by Ben Allen.

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Some sounds just command the ear when created with honest pursuit; such is the case with Quiet Hounds. These are gentlemen of various talents unexpectedly united with the unabashed desire to produce pure, authentic music with only spontaneity as a guide. Stepping out of familiar cages and unleashed to create something that had been stirring within for quite some time. ... more

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