There Exists An Abstraction Ladder

by Burywood

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1.
If there's a miracle cure let me see it You have a country song, let me sing it Maybe then I'll find some instruction Some words of wisdom I have forgotten Find conviction in some recital Well my hands they are not idle And on these streets it feels just like a desert island Just like a desert island in these walls It feels just like a desert island Just like a desert island... There's no familiar warmth in these faces Of my past kaleidoscope are no traces People young and bold; near fictitious Who have no fear of burning their bridges With their bottle talk hide their plenty It's not a wonder this place feels so empty And on these streets it feels just like a desert island Just like a desert island in these walls It feels just like a desert island Just like a desert island...x3
2.
We kick up ideas like dust in night time All fated to die in rust of night indulgence Now that the favor has turned against you You try your own way to put them beneath you Just for a few more moments Like Tulia memories persist through long engagements in your mind The things that give us pause She said she felt like some worthless carcass Devoid of all things that once filled it with power Such lovely creatures! They should not speak so! Ambition undone and bright head hanging low Just wait a few more moments... You'll see your victory! Our breath is touching somewhere far behind the things that give us pause Why when I force myself from sleep Pull your hair out from my sleeve Some dead piece of you to keep And give me cause!
3.
You're standing, shaking on the Michigan border You lie awake as the papers come to take it over You dream in shapes with no significant order Why are you sleeping when you know that the storm is comin'? A pioneer, you led applause You were a pioneer, you led applause You were a pioneer, you led applause You can go back to shaking long enough to die in peace There's painted faces coming out of the woodwork You'd hardly know it from the sickly summer bar adhesive Every mistake just gets a little bit larger When you set out to make all your mistakes a little larger A pioneer, you led applause You were a pioneer, you led applause You were a pioneer, you led applause You can go back to shaking long enough to die in... A pioneer, you led applause You were a pioneer, you led applause You were a pioneer, you led applause You can go back to shaking long enough The storm is gonna get ya just the same!
4.
Northward 04:18
This town's an echo, a memory that's hollow The empty air is unfamiliar And they tell me northward would be like moving forward There's not a thing that tells me they are wrong Spectres waiting, its eyes are heating Oh don't you understand? Though you'll grow in numbers, your middle class comforts Will leave you feeling lonely once again. Anarchist by nature, you can't afford to think much clearer Money's running out need something free Did no one tell you? Earth was made in that filthy vacuum And left beside neglected bathroom sinks. Sat dead still on the dead pavement I'm helpless in the spigot rain Write stories on the interstate With the rubber ink beneath my feet And you were so much brighter then! The clock just stopped inside of you. Infected by social disease, Declare myself forever quarantined.
5.
Staying up all night with the History Channel The Athenian equivalent of 90s flannel. I've got porcelain pastimes but it's just not likely That I'll lead us on to another victory, Obviously not. Well my friends are out dancing with Dionysis Twisting their way to a mid-life crisis I've been screaming out warnings in a drunken haze These days the people never mark me and it's history Obviously so. Obviously so (Obviously so) (Narration: Forget about it) Is nobody gonna write my history? (Obviously not) Talent's filled to capacity? (Obviously not) Missing out on something elementary? Obviously so. Something wrong with my astrology? (Obviously so) Is this loneliness my destiny? (Obviously so) Will my life end in a victory? Obviously not. Obviously not.
6.
You were my one and only But not I've made it through You say we all are lonely But no dear it's just you, you, you. I finished all my crying I left behind the blue You say that we're all dying But no dear it's just you, you, you Since you broke my heart, you're some moaning Nostradamus And however much I want you back I'll let this come between us My sadness was impacting But now I'm born anew You say the world is ending But no dear it's just you, you, you
7.
In my past life, killed ten thousand And took as much gold from them, and... Now all I see, blue screen code that I can't wrap my sword around, and... Please solve my problems, you know She makes her way back to Soho She gives the madness to you You ran too slow to that Demon Door and couldn't make it back in time For me to take control and show You how to run him like mine I take it back, I didn't Mean to say that I didn't Like you much more Than the drinking I know where I can find you Inside the book you sent to You left all your remains inside It's not an inflation to prefer cremation Just want to be gone when I die x2 I take it back, I didn't Mean to say that I didn't Like you much more Than the drinking
8.
Miranda, the wolves are out to get ya Caught you in the jar and now Where you gonna run? Miranda, they tore up your sonatas Redemption was so close But now the orchestrations are undone Say goodbye to your detractors (Say goodbye) They'll never bother anymore (Say goodbye) What good's your dignity when nobody is keeping score? Amazing how minor infractions (Say goodbye) Come back to get you in the end (Say goodbye) But now you're hiding in the basement counting contracts Oh tragedy! She's dead to me! Amazing how these bitches get around! (Get around!) Miranda's on the run, dripping off the bank of St. Michael Sound...
9.
FCC 02:55
FCC get out of my radio FCC get out of my head FCC stop touching my audio I know where your hands have been We try every day You're standing in the way of all our progress "Sir, pay your fee. Just a small royalty" Oh FCC get out of my radio FCC come out of the blue FCC get out of my digital Don't need you to tell me what to listen to Lady in the back But you've got her bound and gagged for our protection Oh the awful things we'd say If you let us have our way!
10.
Put Me Away 03:50
They oughta put me away Yes they oughta put me in the ground They oughta make me take a vow of silence And I could hang for a year And wish this persecution would just end Waiting for the strike of your hammer A final stroke to end all of my pain And so you slept in the snow Until you finally gave yourself some time There are so many fools think they can buy part of you But their money never was your time Oh no They oughta put me away Yes they oughta put me in the ground They oughta make me take a vow of silence And I could hang for a year And until this persecution would just end When in the summer months we beg for pardons And lick each others wounds with repentant tongues.
11.
Even towns wear a mask And promise you jewels of the past And the past will always be Sterile, untroubled by grief Perpetual longing for days deceased Killed by time Left to rot at the back of your mind And is it finally too late To love the dull stones of today? What a hearse! What a pair. Biting and curling their hair. With the clocks standing by Counting the minutes to die Oh and that man who had hold of your spine Killed by time Makes you think what your mother said: "Child you care not for reputation Well if that's so, be prepared to have one" What I've learned is a spell To banish directionless hell So if the mob sympathizes See the spots in your eyes Then just go on home 'Cause disasters like these They come by the mouthful these days

about

I read about the concept of "abstraction ladders" in a speech textbook and thought it was funny, hence the title.

This is a slightly schizophrenic homemade album of songs ranging from overly-ambitious waltzes and guitar arrangements, to acoustic stupid-folk, to melodramatic industrial pop. It is the culmination of 2 years of aimlessness.

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released November 2, 2009

-Recorded and mixed by Philip Woodbury, except for the acoustic guitar on track 1, which was recorded by Ray Flynt

-Mastered by Harris Newman at Grey Market Mastering

-Artwork by Rachel Deng

-Lap steel, jet-engine guitar, and rhodes delay operation on track 1 played by Mark Abernathy

-Conversation between tracks 10 and 11 includes James Lavery, Matt Squires, Jack Still, and Ben Humphreys

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