Fin

by East Ghost

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1.
Shake off the straight lines we had a hard time letting go No- body cares if the timing is perfect if you’re staring low Off with kid gloves out with old blood there’s nothing bound inside this sound Off with kid gloves out with old blood there’s nothing bound inside this sound I’m tired of the thin smiles I’m not a frail child and I’m not afraid And if this is all gonna burn down then lets burn it right now come on lets go Off with kid gloves out with old blood there’s nothing bound inside this sound Off with kid gloves out with old blood there’s nothing bound inside this sound Your ghost is dead Long live your ghost Your ghost is dead Long live your ghost Off with kid gloves out with old blood there’s nothing bound inside this sound
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Strange Maps 04:19
You take a left, and then a right, and then you Explore the pathway on your right, unless you Want to go walking through the dark, and find your Self at the bottom of a dark bomb crater If no one’s chasing you It ain’t so bad to do Every single moment of your life In lines It’s all mapped out The colours and spaces and The people and the places and the Things that you can’t find They’re right behind the things you can’t hide They’re getting older every day, and yet they Still all line up the same old way, as if they Now how to sit, now how to play, and then they Take up their places as a generation They won’t keep in touch But they don’t need too much Every single moment of their lives In lines It’s all mapped out The colours and spaces and The people and the places and the Things that you can’t find They’re right behind the things you can’t hide It’s so far out The channels and the bends They don’t make a bit of sense But the things that you can find They’re right behind the things you can’t hide
3.
10 by 20 gardens, like moats for small row houses. They must all be guilded underneath their shutters. Maybe we could live like all these above average islands. But my heart doesn’t bleed quite as well as it makes grudges. Find Yourself A Place to call your own Motorcades and protests. Confused tourists stopped left on broken escalators. It’s petty but I mind it Color coded patrons organized in quadrants with silent lines to make them stay where the lightest shades feel safest Find Yourself A Place to call your own Find Yourself A Place to call your own.
4.
Wan tan smile Too too tired Free for life For a while Living and learning and Tossing and turning and Crashing and burning again Falling awake when you Grind and you ache and you’ll Break if you make yourself bend Daylight is painful like Nightime is shameful and Oh, when will you sleep again? Nothing to do but be kind and be true And be blind and be blue and be Grateful that you’ll breathe again Fife and drum Sick so long Severed thumb Hate’s too strong Living and learning and Tossing and turning and Crashing and burning again Falling awake when you Grind and you ache and you’ll Break if you make yourself bend Daylight is painful like Nightime is shameful and Oh, when will you sleep again? You’re damned if you do... Sometimes I think, “You’ve got cars, and I’ve got bones and skin, Make it stop and Make a run and Maybe we’ll both win"
5.
I don’t have time to be waiting on misery to fall I’ve still got battery and my heads not rolling on the floor It’s not so bad if you’ve got time now you still had time then didn’t you didn’t you But I still slip away Lost my place too soon In airports and picture frames I’m just gone, I’m just gone, I’m just gone Remember to reconnect speaking in dialect approved Suss out the small degrees there’s no time to shoot the breeze today It’s not so bad The places we lost ground The blood that we tied down Wouldn’t you? Wouldn’t you? But I still slip away Lost my place too soon In airports and picture frames I’m just gone, I’m just gone, I’m just gone Modern men Fall apart A thousand plans You’ll never start You’re a modern man You can’t fall apart You’ve got all these plans All is takes is start But I still slip away Lost my place too soon In airports and picture frames I’m just gone, I’m just gone, I’m just gone
6.
The spaces between the things that I love Are where I go to find my love The spaces between the things that I love Are where I go to be alone The secrets I keep from people I love Are where I go to find my love The secrets I keep from people I love Are where I go to find my love All the dust I’m making All the plans half baking now The lines across my face All the songs half written All the nails half bitten now Have brought me to this place It’s me and love Just me and love The questions I ask of people I love Are where I go to find my love The questions I ask of people I love Are where I go to be alone All the dust I’m making All the plans half baking now The lines across my face All the songs half written All the nails half bitten now Have brought me to this place All the things I’m minding All the fears and tears and doubts The patterns leave a trace All the tales I’m winding All the swings and roundabouts Have brought me to this place It’s me and love Just me and love All the dust I’m making All the plans half baking now The lines across my face All the songs half written All the nails half bitten now Have brought me to this place It’s me and love Just me and love
7.
Once upon a time You were on a path You knew to put some by Knew to make it last Now barely scraping by Ends will never meet You’re tapping on your eyes Must say on your feet Malgré la fatigue Que je sens dans mon corps Je m’aime comme je suis Et moi, je suis ok Crippled now, and cold Creaking in the frost You’re barely ever bold There’s too much to be lost There’s no point now to cry Your need will go unmet But there’s a mantra to recite Your work’s not over yet Malgré la fatigue Que je sens dans mon corps Je m’aime comme je suis Et moi, je suis ok Who’s a baby boomer? We’re the baby boomers! Who’s a baby boomer? We’re the baby boomers! Now who’s a late bloomer? Well you’re the late bloomers! Who’s a late bloomer? Well you’re the late bloomers! Now what about your future? What you going to school with? What about your future? What you going to school with? And what you going to cook with? Who you going to spoon with? What you going to cook with? And who you going to spoon with?
8.
Do you remember when, this was just a slow spin Around the sun? And how did my eyes sink so far below my skin again? I’m sorry That it’s melting We tried everything except For all the good ideas I would sleep more If my dreams weren’t all the same. Always naked chasing down a man with my own face. If I got you, I still got something now. If I hold you I can think of nothing too bad for a while. If we’re screaming at the blow-outs on TV, then we’re screaming, together and that’s something To me. There’s that moment Just awake but not aware And you’re there and I forget If only just for a second I would speak more If my words weren't always late It takes time to learn The lines and where they Bend and break If I got you, I still got something now. If I hold you, I can think of nothing too bad for a while. If we’re screaming at the blowouts on TV, then we’re screaming together, and thats something to me.

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released October 16, 2020

Written and produced by Ryan Brogan, Chris Asta, Stephen Wicken, Jesse Eaves, and Patrick Galligan

Recorded & Mixed by Chris Asta @ Greater Society Studios, Washington, DC
Mastering by Kim Rosen @ Knack Mastering

Artwork & Design by Ryan Brogan

Performed by EAST GHOST and friends
Ryan Brogan - Vocals, Guitar
Stephen Wicken - Vocals, Guitar
Chris Asta - Guitar, Bass, Synths, other noises
Patrick Galligan - Drums

Copyright © 2020, East Ghost

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East Ghost Washington D.C., D.C.

Themes of distance, distortion, and a loss of connection with the people around us pervades much of their material; songs that reflect the feeling that we are surrounded yet separated, living a temporal, ghostly existence.

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