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brand new day to die
03:12
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Wake up, we’re back
It’s time to load up the bus
I hear the weather’s fine in Tokyo
Dust off your cap
Salute the Hall as we pass
Try to remember how to swing and to throw
It’s a shiny, brand new league
So they say
The Coin is gone, we’re finally free so they say
So could someone please tell me If you may
Why the hell are we still all here being forced to play?
The Game goes on
That’s how we
Know it’s wrong
This ain’t a new leaf, a fresh start, or finish line:
It’s just a brand new day to die
Pick up the phone
And call your family
Let them know you love them, just in case
Coffee, pregame,
And check the weather app
To see how we’ll be torn asunder today
And I hear we’re still in Debt so they say
To this guy Namerifeht so they say
We’re gonna burn, that’s my best bet anyway
But that’s not a new experience, just more of the same
The Game goes on
That’s how we
Know it’s wrong
This ain’t a new leaf, a fresh start, or finish line:
It’s just a brand new day to die
Sometimes I wake up and I think that I dreamt it
Tiana Cash wrapped in a bout of flame
A wave of fear returns as I come to my senses
That another seasons here and it’s gonna be the goddamn same
Hey you, up there
The one who’s running the show
Thinking you’re better than the Gods who came before
We’re two for two
In terms of pantheocide
And you just joined the losing side of the war
And I bet you’re thinking “what can I say
To make these anarchist ball players behave?”
Well, you could just let us go our own way
But we both know that won’t happen so let’s cut to the chase
The Game goes on
So we’re still Fighting Gods
And if you won’t take no for an answer
Then we won’t take no for an answer
And this won’t end ‘till we get some answers
Win, lose, or draw, we’re getting answers
Come on, let’s bleed, let’s burn, and smile wide:
Cause it’s a brand new day to die!
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2. |
long haul
03:27
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You wake up and it's the same
You never bet on winning games
You do what you love, and get what you hate
And that's fucking nothing
Now it's another day
No debt but no gain
The numbers are wrong, there's no good call
And there's hell to pay
They say "don't win it big, just take it small",
but you've got hubris in pilefuls!
All twelve games and all twelve falls!
Sunday's gonna be a long haul (ugh!)
Hold on, there's more to go,
day 20 and they've crushed your soul
Your picks are bold, they're always gonna fold
Robbed of the gold
Strategy begins to arise
You wanna avert your eyes
It feels unfair, no one will care
When you waste your time
Try all you want, it'll get nowhere,
cause you're one guy, and they've got the shares!
Get on the ride, wait for the fall!
Sunday's gonna be a long haul (again?!)
You and your one little vote
Are the only things that matter in this big town
You and your pathetic vote
Aren't gonna take the masses down!
Place your bets, oh, pick and choose,
either way you're gonna lose!
Hold your breath, wait for the wimd
What a goddamn mess you're in!
They say "don't win it big, just take it small",
but you've got hubris in pilefuls!
All twelve games and all twelve falls!
Sunday's gonna be a long haul
Try all you want, it'll get nowhere,
cause you're one guy, and they've got the shares!
Get on the ride, wait for the fall!
Sunday's gonna be a long haul
(Sunday's gonna be a long haul)
Sunday's gonna be one hell of a haul
(Sunday's gonna be a long haul)
Sunday's comin' quickly, better get up and vote!
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3. |
coming home
03:24
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step outside, it’s getting late
take in the snow on the ground
i’m finally home, and i stay awake
too overwhelmed to close my eyes
i’ve been away, but now i’m back
and i remember how it hurts to be at home
i’m so scared and so alone
the tide is coming in too quick
the rules are changing and i miss
the quiet place where i was
why does this have to be so hard
there’s less snow, then before
the earth rejects my pleas for more
and how can i, choose between
a place that wants me dead, and a place that i’m unseen
i feel like nothing here has changed
the awful things all stayed the same
i guess i should’ve hoped for less
the tide is coming in too quick
the rules are changing and i miss
the quiet place where i was
why does this have to be so hard
i have to leave, nowhere to go
i’m getting chewed up real slow
head over shoulder, when is this over
i don’t have any time to think
my stomach starts to slowly sink
and i can’t feel the things i used to feel
sometimes i don’t feel real
i’ve been away, but now i’m back
and i remember how it hurts to be at home
i’m so scared and so alone
the tide is coming in too quick
sometimes i think i might be sick
and i can’t feel the things i used to feel
sometimes i don’t feel real
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4. |
reopening day
04:09
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sun covered in shadow, shadows the league
pages peeled open, as per the decree
eclipses turning blue and red and golden and white
tell me you don’t recognise that look in their eyes
the fans, it seems, have made their minds up never to learn
from errors in the past that caused so many to burn
the black hole, it winks like an eye from so far above
if no-one’s watching over us, commit some self-love
and then some left without a trace
and then the umpires showed their four-sided face
and then the dice was rolled again
isarobot incinerated
bradley gone and alternated
mccloud cursed to never lose
haley shadowed, carberry’s due
they’re just waiting for one more time
one slip up, one sacrifice
to bring us to our knees again
to tear to shreds the league again
a brand new set of champions to bring out the fall
gunning for a golden record, playing some ball
a power vacuum opened up, go on, take a look
the signatures have been erased from inside the book
and then some left without a trace
and then the umpires showed their four-sided face
and then the dice was rolled again
and then the teams looked round with fear
they sent their votes in packets sealed
and the strikes and the records and the eyes
and the memories it all brought back…
isarobot incinerated
bradley gone and alternated
mccloud cursed to never lose
haley shadowed, carberry’s due
isarobot incinerated
bradley gone and alternated
mccloud cursed to never lose
haley shadowed, carberry’s due
isarobot incinerated
bradley gone and alternated
mccloud cursed to never lose
haley shadowed, carberry’s due
isarobot incinerated
bradley gone and alternated
mccloud cursed to never lose
haley shadowed, carberry’s due
[reversed speech]
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ghostlights
03:43
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Turn on the light, see the red return
to the curtain like a blush creeping up your cheeks
Find your seat,
it's the first time that any of us
have seen color like this for weeks
The moor and the mire draped in monochrome
memories tailored to fit like a wedding dress
Watch your step
Who knows what lurks down below
Well-tread paths become sunken and treacherous
Captured in gems of the chandelier
The last precious embers of dying sun
There's your cue
Sweet air heavy with honeyed light
Take your place for the show must go on
Swing away
(2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1)
Hit your mark
(2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1)
We all dream
(2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 )
In the dark
(1 2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1)
Take your base
(2 3 2 3 1 2 3 1)
Take my hand
(2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1)
Take a bow
(2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1)
Fade to black
(1 2 3 1 2 3 1)
Still water dark 'neath an empty sky
pierced with pinpricks of stars wheeling aimlessly
Make a wish
that ephemeral moment of light,
here and gone, only passing through painlessly
Someday the bog's hunger will swallow us all
and you'll find yourself alone
But on the stage
we pretend this sorry state can be a home
We've got nowhere else to go, so why not put on a show?
To remember us by when we're gone
When the last crumbling rafters are finally pulled under,
don't forget to leave the ghostlight on
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6. |
what have we done
02:54
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we got an old-school trick
gotta get 'em in debt
wanna get rich quick
gotta settle a bet
bad vibe won’t stick
go ahead and forget
who they’re playing for
it’s baseball at your mercy
each blessing has its curse
each player subject to your will
and you’ve got time to kill
tempers running white hot
sorry isarobot
we just wanna have fun
what have we done?
another table to turn
another body to burn
learning nothing in the long run
what have we done?
they can put up a fight
get bloodied lips
they can call it a night
but it's a solar eclipse
they conceded the right
and we're holding the chips
so they'd better score
it’s baseball at your mercy
you hold the power to curse
see cities broken, call it just
no gods around right now but us
tempers running white hot
sorry isarobot
we just wanna have fun
what have we done?
another table to turn
another body to burn
learning nothing in the long run
what have we done?
what have we done?
what have we done?
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7. |
uh oh
03:00
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Everybody’s telling me that we’re back like we were before
But I can’t seem to make a connection
I drag my ass to my nine to five, try to act like I’m still alive
Another zombie spreading the infection
Sir I’m afraid your application’s been delayed
As far as we’re concerned you’re here to stay
Ooooooh sometimes that’s just the way it goes
Uh oh uh oh uh oh
This frantic pace now par for course
Coded progress with no remorse
But god forbid that you become a burden
And over time concessions fade
Till only deadlines can remain
If you fall behind the errors are internal
Sir I’m afraid your salary has been mislaid
But don’t you worry now, your shifts remain
Ooooooh sometimes that’s just the way it goes
Uh oh uh oh no no
There’s always another year I suppose
Uh oh uh oh no
Just gotta tell myself it’s only one more year
Sir I’m afraid there’s no black hole that’s deep enough
That we won’t find you now and dig you up
[SALIVATION]
Ooooooh sometimes that’s just the way it goes
Uh oh uh oh uh oh
There’s always another year I suppose
Uh oh uh oh oh no no
Uh oh uh oh uh oh [You’ll be here until you die cos]
Uh oh uh oh uh oh [Like it or not we’re all that you’ve got now]
Uh oh uh oh uh oh [Like it or not we’re all that you’ve got here]
sometimes that’s just the way it goes
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8. |
next fall
04:07
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are you waiting for me?
i guess it’s been a long time
i remember your promises
do you still remember mine?
i know i’ve made mistakes
more than i can recall
but i'll make some new promises
when you see me next fall
i know that i wasn’t always the best
at showing you how much i cared
and when you needed me the most
i ran away scared
and when our heartbeats were mismatched in time
i said you should go out and find some other drummer
because time decays everything that we say
so i’m sorry that i left you that summer
well the world was ending
so we couldn’t play ball
but that was a poor excuse for leaving you
so i’ll come back to see you next fall
or you could come out here and visit me instead
i could show you around and everything
but everything is nothing
without the light you bring
and if you’re here long enough
the void begins to sting
and time betrays all the words that we say
i guess that’s why i didn’t see you in the spring
so i’ll give it my best
but i can’t give my all
‘cause i won’t have nothing
‘til the moment that i see you next fall
if i’m still not there
well, i promise i’ll call
with a promise to meet you
some other year, some other fall
and if i’m still not there
well, i’m sure that i’ll call
and maybe someday we’ll see each other again
some other year, some other fall
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9. |
go down (or fall)
05:21
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it was a mercy in your eyes
to be alone when the world died
nothing could be better
i decided just to let her
walk into the endless sun
i couldn’t bear it, so i’d run
towards the nearest black hole
“it’ll swallow up my burnt soul”
i fell down
“i’ll let me drown”
in the darkness
i heard voices in the rain
others falling as they came
to this gorgeous new world
the stars, they seemed to unfurl
it’s not the same here, this I know,
i left the desert for the snow
no better than a scene change
at least it’s not my old cage
i’ll settle down
i’ll let you down, you down
from the darkness
where are you
where are you
where are you now?
where are you
where are you
where are you now?
i remember writing you in moab
terrified of when you’d call for a chat
sick and tired of this goddamn game
but it made you happy, that i know
filled some sort of bleeding hole
the thought made everything okay
we saw the apocalypse together, thought that we’d managed to live through it
instead you scattered yourself, instead you threw yourself upon the sand
was any of it ever real?
was everything you said to me a demo reel
of what a real person could have had?
instead of a faker getting faker every time you asked
(now she’s dead, and i’m someone else)
(i’ve got the best life, cos i’m living with the best wife)
i’ve tried taking control, only made it worse
i tried moving on, it only made me hurt
there’s no magic bullet, no simple fix
i just gotta try and start again in this empty place
nothing gets better if you don’t give a shit
nothing gets better if you don’t try at it
so just push every second of every day
we’re gonna recover no matter what’s in our way
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10. |
moab pitcher's fanfare
02:30
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[instrumental]
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11. |
brand new day in ohio
04:09
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good morning, are you listening in
hope this message finds you well
bet it's strange, for something new to begin
when you found comfort in farewells
you're a stranger taking someone else's place
where have i heard that one before?
don't be afraid to leave a trace
and lead the way, you're not in dallas anymore
if the stars look different
from the other side of the rift
promise you'll hold them close
it's a brand new day in ohio
take a breath and rest for a while
it's a brand new day in ohio
for my friend nathaniel wilds
it's a brand new day in ohio
don't forget that you've got nothing but time
it's a brand new day in ohio
my new old friend, nathaniel wilds
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it count
though it's true that nothing lasts forever
some things are stronger than you'd think
grab a journal and tally up the weather
one day you'll notice that the pen is out of ink
there's a bonsai growing somewhere in seattle
a present from a friend we left behind
a newly sprouted seed can feel so fragile
but let it grow, one sapling at a time
may you feel the pressure
underneath the static skies
may you hear a signal
from the noise you left behind
'cause the stars look different
from the other side of the rift
promise you'll hold them close
close to home
it's a brand new day in ohio
take a breath and rest for a while
it's a brand new day in ohio
for my friend nathaniel wilds
it's a brand new day in ohio
don't forget that you've got nothing but time
it's a brand new day in ohio
my new old friend, nathaniel wilds
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it count
i hope you make it-
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12. |
falling down
02:11
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One more round for our salvation
One more toast before we’re numb
One for troubles that are over
One for troubles still to come
Falling down won’t someone catch me?
Falling down and homeward bound
Falling down from empty heavens
Falling down to broken ground
Far away the wind will carry
Far away I’m bound to roam
Far away from foggy Boston
Far away from my dear home
These old bones have been well traveled
Taken me the whole world round
Yet I'd never known Seattle
'til I fell in Puget Sound
Falling down like heavy raindrops
Falling down from darkened skies
Falling down from the Horizon
Falling down with open eyes
Far away the wind will carry
Far away I’m bound to roam
Far away from foggy Boston
Far away from my dear home
Lay a blessing on the weary
Every greenhorn and wayward star
May you find what you are after
May you grow wherever you are
Falling down as one of many
Falling down to parts unknown
Falling down from out of Nothing
Falling down but not alone
Far away the wind will carry
Far away we’re bound to roam
Far away from foggy Boston
Far away we'll make our home
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garages, an anarcho-syndicalist blaseball band from the fictional location of seattle. we make songs about being gay, the apocalypse, and fighting the gods.
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