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Meanwhile

by The Sound of Machines

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Instrumental
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LIKE SOMEONE’S BREAKING IN Listen our lock’s rattling, Like someone’s breaking in Because they were See if the light’s on, are the shadows moving Because they were We should shut the windows, the foxes crying Because they were Listen our lock’s rattling, Like someone’s breaking in Because they were Missed at every turn it missed At every turn you’re missed At every sign if missed At every sign then down At every turn it down At every turn you’re there At every sign if there At every sign then missed At every turn it missed At every turn you’re missed At every sign if missed At every sign then down At every turn it down At every turn you’re there At every sign if there At every sign then, I wouldn’t go, I wouldn’t show up if I were backwards I wouldn’t go, I wouldn’t show up if I were backwards I wouldn’t go, I wouldn’t show up
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THE GREAT ELECTRIC BEAST Errant bones, open homes, let an old felon sleep inside your body Another form for another day, he’s a soft handed stranger in the dark You wrote “Stop haunting me” on the shower wall And he scratched some words of his own on the inside of your skull I am a distant siren — I am your frothing heart I am a tornado warning — I am the Great Electric Beast A car through cold exhaust, that’s you — that’s you The splash of a footstep in a puddle — that’s you, too I am (I am) a distant siren — I am (I am) your frothing heart I am (I am) a tornado warning — I am (I am) the Great Electric Beast These are only shadows that are left — the fallout drifts away The serpent says “Baby, put your arms around me — let’s see where the highway takes us” We’re going down…. (repeat) I am a distant siren — I am your frothing heart I am a tornado warning — I am the Great Electric Beast
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Bad Station 04:14
BAD STATION We’re on a bad station, in a slow moving car Trying to get back home, with a suitcase full of broken bones We’re on a trip back down The road it melts behind us, vultures overhead The firmament opens up , and hands reach down to cut the strings We’re all going down There’s blood in the ocean, Wolves are closing in The dream it got took out, inside of a crowded airplane Come down out of sky again The lonely beat, the slow descent Come down out of reach again, signed your only friend You said that you killed it but now it never seems to go away Except when it’s needed We hear the same nine words you always say “It takes too much control to let it in” But what a naive fool that makes it end
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IN BLACK AND WHITE Same old words, same old night, same old haunted house Pull the curtains down — let us move on Same old path, same old flesh, same old morning alarm Let the countdown start — cause we move on Now we circle the drain — well planned exit Down, down the drain — random access In black and white Play all the open strings — swing open doors and let it out tonight, tonight Your station’s been shut down — the lights are off Old papers blowing ‘round — dead city streets And now we’re down, we’re down, we’re down And now we’re down Now we circle the drain — well planned exit Down, down the drain — random access In black and white
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Nothingface 04:52
NOTHINGFACE The way you came crawling out Like a dog in submission, hands held in strange positions Chained to dead blades of grass Stains are the easy part to wash away No it’s the memory of begging The thorn that’s embedded in the center of a nothingface Stranger, sleep by the cliffs tonight Close to the edge tonight We see you there Roll around, legs dangling off You give thrashing sea a show The waves are applause below We see you there No it’s the memory of begging The thorn that’s embedded in the center of a nothingface
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THE EVERLASTING SHOT As you said, the weather changed for worse that April Sunday Slinging verse, you laid your hands on everybody’s head It was the everlasting shot, a chance to cut away The rain it wouldn’t let us in long walks down foreign throughways It was the everlasting shot, a chance to cut away The rain it wouldn’t let us in long walks down foreign throughways Dull shadows on the way — Free fall onto the river bed Yeah we’re sleeping all the way — the water’s rising up again Yeah we’re sleeping all the way — the water’s rising up again It was the everlasting shot, a chance to cut away The rain it wouldn’t let us in long walks down foreign throughways
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Solace 04:40
SOLACE Rolling down the line It’s a permanent mark on the mountainside Cross then walk right in It’s all friends you know Light falls on the broken floorboards, making stars in the basement Every time you move the cameras turn to expose you Speak in cursive making waves that swirl about the crowd They’re ready now Oh right - we’re in a black hole, In a black hole again Oh right - we’re in a black hole, In a black hole again Rolling down the line An intelligent mind in an unbalanced soul Limping towards the light Knee-deep in the earth I adore you, it may get strange—We’re the shadow in rain I adore you, it may get strange—We’re the shadow in rain Oh right - we’re in a black hole, In a black hole again
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HERE COME GIANTS Light the candles all cause here come giants Hold the cupboards closed against the wind There’s screaming in the woods off in the distance Lock the bottles and the glasses up again Put the kettle on cause here come giants Like a friendless game of tag across the lawn Burn the sage in rooms you want to sleep in Cause tonight we tear the ancient stable down Yeah tonight we’ll burn the broken yardhouse down We’re only kids, what are they thinking? Taking loaded bets and building homes The boat’s gone full of holes that’s why it’s sinking They’re gunna lose their shoes in all the blood The forest falls away the birds go shrieking Here come giants, we’re no longer home Here come giants (x4) You can stick around if you don’t want to go Look that’s our picture on the wall and our name on the fuckin’ deed Yeah stick around, it’s nothing personal A butcher’s gotta cut, a hunter’s gotta feed So stick around, yeah stick around now The lock is being cut and I see you need a drink So stick around- you can be an audience Watch us tumble down the stairs and bury all your favorite books So stick around (here come giants)

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The 2nd album by The Sound of Machines

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released February 5, 2018

Written, performed and engineered by Rich Bernett
Mastered by Shordeli (Bryan Shortell)

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The Sound of Machines is the passion project of Rich Bernett.

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