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Murder Your Darlings

by Wampeters

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Alternate 04:55
turn my head turn my head off turn my head in to the authorities make me contemplate my future and my fate turn my head around ’til I alternate flick this switch turn me on what's this current what's this currency are you currently making a mint for me chalking up your slate while you speculate on the profitable way to alternate gimme what I got gimme what I already got in my pocket make me alternate and despite all your rage you alternate
fumbling in the darkness like a wino on a park bench I just can't turn my back on overkill and I know that it's strange for you and I want to tell you stumbling through the darkness like a wino on the park path I just can't turn my back on overkill and I know that it's strange for you play that part break my heart take me apart into you staring out your window wearing out my welcome I just can't turn my back on overkill and I know that the rain falls on you I've got to tell you
there’s a silence in my brain like the silence of a train there’s a glacier in my heart like a glacier that is part of a volcano and I don’t want to know if you don’t want to go with me hurry up and crumble there’s a fire in the streets like a blizzard on the beach there’s a violence in the air like a love that’s taking care of everything and I don’t want to see if you don’t want to be with me hurry up and crumble if you’re gonna let me down hurry up and wait at the end of the line hurry up and wait maybe 'til the end of time and I don’t want to know if you don’t want to go with me hurry up, let me down
she's down, down like a fallen tree she surrounds me with her leaves and carved on her trunk for perpetuity are a pair of initials belonging to me architect of her misery she's down, down on a rainy street her natural rhythms lost in the beat of her unchained heart no more lock and key finally rootless without me if I hadn't carved those letters that cut right to her heart
Velvet Clown 02:51
you might laugh at the shape you’re in you might mock it with a bitter grin or you might cry at the passing of days watching the sands as they slip away you might hide inside a hillside cave and shout from the mountaintops that you’ve been saved or you might fall into a gaping hole lost in darkness there until you get old look in the mirror is that a velvet clown you might hope for a pristine day when you can cope then with some brighter way and you might wonder as you sleep at night if by looking outward you’re gonna lose your sight are you a velvet clown velvet clown it’ll knock you out drag you down collapse beneath you while you hold your ground and while you’re laughing in the darkened pit they’ll paint your portrait on black velvet well you might run to a far-off land you might think that running is a clever plan but you might encounter some bumps in the road rocks in your pack they add to the load
Anytime 05:12
out on the open road by the little villes near the greener fields by the dim-lit hills 'neath the starry sky and I wonder why I was going blind in the anytimes down by the riverbed by the fishing stream out where I was led to an old porch swing 'neath the cloudy skies and I wonder why before you were mine in the anytimes and I don't have any time anytime but you can call me anytime with this or that or you out in the countryside wildflowers in the fields highway keeping time underneath my wheels by the timberline and the crescent moon before you were mine in the anytimes I was running down out in the all-too-soons out by the timberline out by the crescent moon 'neath the starry sky before you were mine I was going blind in the anytimes
off of the Lee Jackson Highway a motel in the weeds a parking lot of pickup trucks a highway gone to seed when I go out driving there is no call that I heed the moonlight meets the highway and that’s all that I need and I don’t think it’s crazy to love you like I do I don’t think that it’s crazy but maybe you do your voice speaks a thousand lines like echoes in the rain the tracks are rattling in time beneath your moving train and I am tied down to the rails I whisper out in vain the night air swallows up my words in a lullaby refrain off of the Lee Jackson Highway beyond my bright high-beams there’s a dam behind the motel holding up the stream and I can’t help but wonder if it might one day give way to a sense of growing gravity a sense of this decay and if you do then you do
Bloodline 03:23
if blood is the bond that holds you to the rack how can you march into the sun and say there’s no turning back say it’s all in the past say that’s all over now gonna get on with your life somehow if blood is the oath makes you loyal to the ones who nursed your wounds before you thought to run why do you go why do you leave what more do you think that you need is it in your bloodline to find somebody who says what you say who does what you do does that explain it all for you if blood is the line that links you to the Earth how can you cut it in two and rob it of its worth deny what you were disown who you are do you think that that’ll take you far
one night ’neath the light of some far-burning star I said you know you got a pretty crooked smile a pretty crooked smile and she said are you saying it’s a pretty smile or are you saying it’s a pretty crooked smile there’s a difference between those two, you know and I said I meant it exactly as I said it, you know you smile like you know something nobody else knows and it’s a pretty thing to see and she said well, maybe I know something you don’t know and maybe that’s why I’m smiling this way maybe that’s why I’m smiling at you and there’s no end to a smile like that the breezes subside but they come back again and that was where it began and this is where it's where it begins she laughed and said you’re just a little bit full of yourself if I didn’t know better I’d say you were drunk your eyes look like pinballs in the dark and I said I was just thinking of porch swings and wishing wells and the rush of the river, the way that it swells after a long South Virginia rain and long lines of cars and things that have gone and appearances and how little they really mean to anyone anyone there’s no end the breezes subside there’s no end the return of the tide there no end the memories might fade there’s no end to what we have made


Produced by Wampeters.

Recording: Wampus Sound Studio, Fairfax, Virginia.

Additional vocals by the Murder Your Darlings Chorale: Anne Rogers, Kowtow Popof.

Mastering: Charlie Pilzer, Airshow, Springfield, Virginia.

Photography: Gigi L'Italien, Scott Goodrick.

Words and music by Mark Doyon (ASCAP), except "Alternate," "Sweet Overkill," and "Architect of Her Misery" by Mark Doyon and Eamon Loftus, "Anytime" by Mark Doyon and Scott Goodrick, and "I Am Thinking of My Darling" by Kowtow Popof. All songs except "I Am Thinking of My Darling" published by WMM Songs (ASCAP).


released June 1, 1999

©1999 Wampus Multimedia.


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