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released June 2, 2013

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Tim Birchard Colorado

Tim Birchard is a musician, engineer, composer, and producer who loves a good story. He loves the unorthodox.

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Track Name: Strange Beasts
Words by Jason Gabbard
Music by Tim Birchard

When I was still too young, I turned to you

Having nowhere else to go, I made a vow

that these emotions would no longer touch me


Free from the pain I projected into the Black

My imagination fueled by rage

strange beasts appeared and licked my wounds


In this place never turning toward the light

World of eternal night.

My shadow fell on everything before me


I fell into you, like returning to the womb

Darkness; you in me in you.


Here you taught me the only way to avoid the pain

was the rage and the fury

Primal spring of forbidden black water


From this space all have been illuminated

by the night's vague light

and I became your solitary assassin.


When I was still too young, I turned to you

Having nowhere else to go, I made a vow

that these emotions would no longer touch me


I fell into you, like returning to the womb

Darkness; you in me in you.
Track Name: Witness
I'm old enough to remember,
this is my crime
We spin a new delusion
if we say it enough times

Not much left to say
that either of us would listen to anyway

I like to think of you
with the sun on your face in a sky so blue
These moments,
When you let me see you so clearly,
I love them dearly

It was a rocky path for you
right from the start
Any chances of pulling it all together
seem to have fallen apart

To me it seems strange
To think that I would have to accept the blame

I like to think of you
with the sun on your face in a sky so blue
These moments,
When you let me see you so clearly,
I love them dearly

We'd have to go back a few generations
to ever pin it down
The rain doesn't gain by complaining
on its way to the ground

Without you
I could never utter a single word
With you
anything I say is just a lie I overheard

Life has a way
of making everything okay

I like to think of you
with the sun on your face in a sky so blue
These moments,
When you let me see you so clearly,
I love them dearly
I love you dearly
Track Name: Letters from Pelacone
I lived in Pelacone from '11 to '31
Spent my days chasing the moon
and my nights dreaming of the sun

Here, where the air is thick
and the drones, they like to sing
Where the musk of the palm trees
takes me underwing

But even in such a magical place
there's cracks in the sidewalk, lines in my face
This little shack could use a new roof
And the Station attendant seems a bit aloof

Someone shot out the street light,
so it's dark on my block
Once I find me some truth,
I'm gonna get it out of hock

The beach has her secrets,
Says she'll pay us not to talk
But bribes won't buy you much
when there's nothing in the box

The pastel houses continue to fade
I'm spotting the edges of a life delayed
The seams of my dreams feel as frayed as these old jeans

I jump into the water
But the waves spit me right back out
I swim into the surf but the waves
Spit me right back out again

No matter how often I sharpen my saw
This twisted old tree just don't want to fall
I thought I would just get away from it all
Here in Pelacone

But now I'm damned if I don't, I'm damned if I do
I'd win me your love if you'd just let me through
I'm begging forgiveness, but what did I do?
And which way is home?

Which way is home?
Which way is home?
Whi...
Track Name: Hole to Dig
I've got a hole to dig
Something to burn
Someone to bury
No need to make it very big

I've got a hole to dig
Ashes of someone
imaginary
No need to make it very big

What's in the music box that you always hide?
"One day I'll open it, show you what's inside."
A box I thought was magic, stuffed with rags
Gems and jewels... genuine fools

We're gonna smoke cigars
Raise a toast
Lay to rest
the very best
lie I've ever told
Track Name: Sitting Pretty
Don't need this shovel anymore
Sitting pretty on the ocean floor
Moon is shining through my open door
I've got a place of my own

Come sit with me, we'll talk awhile
It's been so long since I've seen that smile
I was worried about that final mile
But I see you made it home

Pass the bottle and we'll drink a toast
You know we're probably better off than most
The lights are shining just off the coast
of Pelacone

It's time to lay these tools to rest
I gave that tree my very best
With the sun my dreams are headed west
But I'm feeling right at home

Don't need this shovel anymore
Sitting pretty on the ocean floor
Moon is shining through my open door...