Recorded between 2005 and 2007 at Euclid Manor and the Bungalow in Santa Barbara, CA. Cover art by Ben Billingsley.
Music located here:
https://landoflittlerain.bandcamp.com/album/songs-volume-2
1. The Former World
And underneath the fixity
Sure as it’s day it’s slippery
And always out of reach
Frozen and alone
These visions of the former world
Enchanting how they twist and curl
And fade before my eyes
Trying to atone
We kicked around in summertime
Evergreens and sugar pine
So tall in aspect now
And holding back the wind
And I know there’s no escape
The years like spiders at my nape
They spin and pull me down
Closer to the ground
And I know there’s no escape
As decades drift across the lake
And try for certainty that can never be
These visions of the former world
The pretty boys the distant girls
Harbored in my chest
And holding back the wind
Am I old enough?
Do I know enough?
Am I strong enough
Do I really love?
Am I old enough?
Am I cold enough?
Am I strong enough?
Do I really love?
2. Exoskeleton
I need you for protection
Against vampires and elections
I need you when it's a quarter to four
And I've run out of metaphors
Don't remind me
Don't define me
Here and now
This bitter end
These hollow men
Choking on the present tense
I'll need you when the darkness settles
And the streets fill with broken rebels
I'll need when the sky starts falling
You know it's gonna start falling
Cause it never stopped falling
Don't remind me
Don't define me
Here and now
This bitter end
These hollow men
Choking on the present tense
3. Ragdolls
Her image lost in time
The year you nearly lost your mind
Oh but somehow held the line
But at least your still alive
You take after your mother's side
And every day we talk about
How the winter's moving
The coldness of the land shouts
For the company of spring
Any sign of a living thing
Oh they will hang you from a cross
And then burn your lip gloss
Oh at least you'd know the cost
Of being present in that gaze
Oh we live live in desperate days
Calling all ragdolls
Misfits and sweetheart
Off to a rough start
Made of spare parts
Lighting candles for a ghost
Politicians by the throat
Oh living on the coast of Nebraska
Or some beach in Alaska
It's all the same
The will be chanting with one voice
Are you a girl? Are you a boy?
And in the end you'll have no choice
But to leave the fucking ostate
Just to recuperate
Calling all ragdolls
Misfits and sweetheart
Off to a rough start
Made of spare parts
4. Sealand
Sky-wire disconnected
Some days I feel defective
Hazy and vaporous
Wasted and treacherous
Searching I can't locate you
X-ray won't correlate you
Counting jets at dawn
Friday's come and gone
I'm over land
I'm over something that tastes like water
I know my legs are made of sand
Oh you're a hangman's daughter
Somewhere colder
You live in silhouette
Oh exist on cigarettes
Prance like a volunteer
Filing perfect spheres
Sky-wire disconnected
Some days I feel defective
Crazy and ruinous
Oh kiss me I'm luminous
I'm over land
I'm over something that tastes like water
I know my legs are made of sand
Oh you're a hangman's daughter
5. Dear Comet
Four hundred years underground
Watching all the dots drifting down
Might as well just set myself on fire
Blaze across this norther sky
Nothing burns quite as bright as you and I
I took you in, I gave you bread
You used me up and stole my friends
I don't have time to reconstruct
The ways in which I made you up
Might as well just set myself on fire
Blaze across this norther sky
Nothing burns quite as bright as you and I
Might as well just set myself on fire
Blaze across this norther sky
Nothing burns quite as bright as you and I
6. Messages from Dirt
Here's to you
Oh and your filthy, filthy nails
Here's to you
Oh and the nasty tortured tale
Of how you became
The crackpot you were born to be
Let's celebrate
The arrival of the real
Down here
The damage is surreal
So you don't
Have to be so fucking careful
And you don't
Oh even have to recycle - ha
Just feast yourself
On the carcass of history
Down here
People just keep frying
Down here
All the ink is still drying
Down here
7. Peas in a Pod
You're such a strange creature
You keep to yourself
If I can't reach you
Then there's no one else
Cause when you're mad
Or get the blues
You're just like my dad
In his army shoes
We could live together
And yet all alone
We'll stay connected
with our cell phones
You'll have your room
I'll have my mine
There'll be a third one
Where we intertwine
Maybe that way we'll avoid psychosis
A single cell with built in meiosis
We go to the movies
Watch separate screens
Because you like zombies
And I like James Dean
We're such strange creature
We keep to ourselves
But at least it's not
A living hell
And if one of us starts to snore
Maybe we will dodge the divorce
We're like peas in a pod
Oh I swear to god
Who said cohabitation
Has to be that hard
8. No Time Like the Present
There's no time like the present
Except the past
When you flew over buildings
And wore a mask
Made of dreams of a future
That somehow became today
You can't quite close the distance
Cause your brain's made of glass
It shatters upon impact
You try to reassemble
But you're working for the factory
And it takes more that you got
Oh there's no time like the present
Except the past
9. Silent Film
[instrumental]
10. The Girl That Could Have Been
Ten mile sky is coming down
Breaking the legs I wore last year
Time and dirt have altered you
Into a monster I hold dear
On the wind a scratchy voice
Counting the days till you return
It's the little things that mess with me
Sunlight on your face
And your sailor's teeth
Oh it's such a waste
The girl that could have been
I think my heart has fossilized
Into a brick of irony
Pieces pulled from everywhere
Into checkered history
X-rays burst from underground
Climbing the ribs of misery
Rain falls on my window sill
Raising the stakes a few degrees
Sunlight on your face
And your sailor's teeth
Oh it's such a waste
The girl that could have been