Rotary EP
by Pastimer
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Digital Album
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Loafers
02:14
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Lauded
03:55
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Smaller Goals
02:40
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Accretions
01:09
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Paper Moths
03:24
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Middle
04:50
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Silo
00:47
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about
Completed with anger and love in Boy Ridge Studios.
credits
released 22 May 2012
Andrew Frank: Vocals, Guitars, Cello, Banjo, Bass.
Sean Ryan: Drums, Keys, Backing Vocals, Bass
Nathaniel Basch-Gould: Backing Vocals
Words and music by Andrew Frank.
Andrew Frank: Vocals, Guitars, Cello, Banjo, Bass.
Sean Ryan: Drums, Keys, Backing Vocals, Bass
Nathaniel Basch-Gould: Backing Vocals
Words and music by Andrew Frank.
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Andrew Frank and Sean Ryan have been playing music together since 2003. Before that, they were children. Recorded piecemeal, in various locations, "Lauded" represents their first concerted effort towards extended collaboration.
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- Track Name: Loafers
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It’s time
I spent the night passing doors left open
With no one inside
Reassuring
Will I
Become a pair
Or remain a piece
As thin as a line
Trailing off
Don’t you see
I’m drawn inside
SIgned over
All I came with
In place of - Track Name: Lauded
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Lauded by a young girl’s father
In an empty park
Gone are all the fading flyers
All our art
On and on, the light rises
What I see as it grows brighter
I can’t leave
Without a backbone
I see my shape in water leaping
Without a backbone
I feel my weight it’s always leaning
Without a backbone
I see the summer eyes of others
Without a backbone
I’ve gone away
On and on an endless rattle
Below our boat
Swore you saw a circling diver
Left our post
Who are you, explaining me
Where I’ll find a faultless choir
In an empty sea
Without a backbone
I count the lives that I’m not leading
Without a backbone
I see my shape in water leaping
Without a backbone
I feel my weight it’s always leaning
Without a backbone
I’ve gone away - Track Name: Smaller Goals
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All our holdings
Soaring round a silo
Came so close
And lifted in a cloud of smoke
Old phone, always ringing
Old note, always singing
Off came our clothes
In a room still grieving
Always shedding light
All my life
You’ve harbored smaller goals
Guarded charts
And notepads tucked in clothes
Old note, always ringing
Old phone, always singing
There on the roof
It seemed so fleeting
Always gaining height
How can it be
That all that I see
On the walls, in the sheets
Are other lives
They won’t hide - Track Name: Paper Moths
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Emptied of the thought of risk-taking
Dine with paper moths
That break against the wall
Counting all the stalks
Written by the window
Orange in the window
They won’t grow
Following the flocks
Between pale gates we go
Nine times out of ten I seem to
Embody your folly
Nine times out ten I try to
Embody your body
Feathers form a bird above me
That lands in the briars
Sleeping in the lots overtaken
Lie with paper moths
That flicker as they crawl
Edging down the rocks
Sidled in the shallows
Vague in the shadows where we fold
Staring at the flocks
I know my limits show
Nine times out of ten I seem to
Embody your folly
Nine times out ten I try to
Embody your folly
Feathers form a bird above me
That calls down the wires - Track Name: Middle
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Gave your dog a bone
Set him free
Found it in a neighbor’s bed
Lying flat on the sheet
You are my ideal company
A dock without a shore in sight
Still and at ease
And if only at the end of it all
You’d go off all alone
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
And if only your last color
Would hide its light like a storm
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
Our neighbors form a line
Swaying in the breeze
I find myself atop our roof
Shouting out to the lead
You are my ideal company
A sound without a source in sight
Still and at peace
And if only at the end of it all
You’d go off all alone
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone
And if only your last color
Would hide its light like a stone
Then I might find my own middle
And fall in like a cone - Track Name: Rotary (Who You Are, Now)
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Who you are to me
Is not who you are now
The lanes I walk in bed
Are kept bare by those who led
Who you were to me
Was a game learned on a street
The day you left our room
I slept
And I kept our rules
Time lays down your likeness all around
So kind
The days they crowd and bend me in a bow
So fine
