Produced by Evan Reidell and The Gay Apparel.
Music by Mason Butler/Lyrics by Mason Butler, Jake LaBelle & Jesse Miller.
Recorded at Rossmor Studios, December 2001.
Mason Butler - vocals, acoustic guitar;
Jesse Miller - bass;
Scott Petersen - drums, saxophone, xylophone.
Looking for things that hide away
Can’t find the light of day to save my soul
Want to find another way
Or a better day
Been shot down enough to know
Got to find a place to grow
A place inside my skull that approximates
Slipping into atrophy
Slow at first, then steadily
I’ve got to escape what’s come over me
We’ve gone astray
Possibly been blown away
Things we know not to say
Have all been said anyway
Watching the tide on a sinking ship
Losing my grip on the starboard bough
Slipping through the waves
They can’t save me somehow
I’ve been locked in a prison cell
Not quite sick but not quite well
Defense lawyers could not sell my case to them
Chisel at my inner piece
Wonder can it ever cease
I’ve got to escape what they’ve done to me
We’ve gone astray
Possibly been blown away
Things we know not to say
Have all been said anyway
We’ve gone astray
Possibly been blown away
Things we know not to say
Have all been said anyway