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ALIENS

by Daniel Sohn

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1.
room temperature coffee i picked off all my calluses and sit and let my hands bleed (out) you never talk much when you wake up but now its happening i think you will forget me (now) you’re talking neuroses with a girl you met in science class i say you have the better ass but why'd you even ask me (that) am i worth it to you do you think i can understand i’m only an alien (we are only aliens) this is how we get by we writes notes in our phones that we keep to ourselves when we're home and alone and there's nobody else but the night time
2.
ruler 03:10
can you lay your mind to rest think about her in her dress way back on that summer’s eve makes it harder to believe seventeen, it came and went time was given, time was spent late december eulogies bring me back to golden days driving down a dusty road optimistic overload apprehensive, reticent misquotes thomas edison requiem for when we tried estuary open wide letting go is gripping sand no one gets the upper hand sometimes i still try to see what made summer time for me if you asked i wouldn’t lie you still rule over my mind ruler’s on the plane ruler’s glad you came ruler takes your name ruler, all the same ruler comes behind the ball ruler comes to take us all
3.
star 02:40
hear ‘em now round the bend circled up, special friends you’ve got yours, i’ve got mine but they grew up and you’ve got time honesty terrifies nervous tick, tired eyes i won’t fight, what’s the use they’ll believe what you do you’ll steal a smoke and spew a screen and shape it how you want it to be i’ll play the fool ‘cause you’re the star but i won’t make it very far i won’t make it very far
4.
b blue 03:05
two weeks deep and i’ve coated my lungs with an idealized vision of what it means to be young and i’m sorry that i didn’t think this one through and i’m sorry that all of the blame is on you three weeks deep and i’m starting to see why the people i love hate to be around me and i wish i could tell you the things that i do and i wish i could dim the lights; everything's blue four weeks deep and i’m falling apart and the only thing left in my vestigial heart is the promise i made on a whim to a girl is the love she gave to me and i took from her five weeks with nothing to prove days pass, my body won’t move your fault was thinking i could my fault was thinking i’m better for doing what anyone would six weeks deep and i’ll try to move on but i know that i'm weak and i know i was wrong and i hate that your thought of me will always be blue and i hate that i thought of myself before you
5.
driver 01:40
i am the driver, i know the roads but i don't want to take them anymore it only takes one accident to make you dread being behind the wheel again i don't want to be the driver, i don't think i'm very good and it's hard to be the driver all the time but for you i'd be the driver and i'd try the best i could so when i go home i'd always know the passenger is mine
6.
roxanne 04:50
your ice cold finger traces down the vertebrae I barely hold a film that colors everyone you know and everything you were told she’s young, she doesn’t understand you twist the knife and squeeze her hand you cut her open, roxanne the saline smile’s copy paper just to say there’s someone who cares with gums receding into hidden pockets, shadows under the stairs you’re caught up in the left unsaid the flowers on the bowery i put a hole in her hand you take the bait and breathe it in you slip into another skin you got me hoping for sand
7.
driver pt. 2 03:20
i don't want to be the driver, i don't think i'm very good and it's hard to be the driver all the time but for you i was the driver, fucked it up, you knew i would and when i fuck up, we all fuck up, and so we walk the line
8.
aliens 06:20
somebody else is sleeping in my room i close the door, you close your eyes somebody else is having all my favorite conversations and i can tell you why i am an alien, i am a tourist i am the ghost in the writer and most of the time it's the same you are an alien, and you're not a purist but when there's blood in the water and everyone's calling your name i'll say, don't pretend that there's no parallel 'tween this carousel and your shirtsleeve life before me cry into a yell things you'll never tell i was only half pretending when i said you can never go home again you are walls and sheets and windows feign indifference, lady reticence right back to the places we let go only now you know there's no parallel 'tween this carousel and your shirtsleeve life before me cry into a yell, pass me paper towel i was only half pretending when i said you can never go home again you are walls and sheets and windows sunday paragon, monday marathon right back to the places we let go

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recorded in a bunch of bedrooms
in Washington, DC and Canandaigua, NY // 2017 - 2018

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released June 29, 2018

written, produced, & recorded/mixed by Daniel Sohn

Sean Power — bass
Madeline Kay — vocals (1, 4, 7, 8)
Jackson Bedbury — vocals (1, 2, 5)
Thomas Rice — vocals (6, 7, 8)
Joe Scialdone — drums (3, 7)
Becky Flaherty — flute (6)
Yannick Joseph — clarinet (6)
Ashley Tabi — voice (1)

big thanks to Nate Gibson, Matt Lachance, and Nobue Matsuoka for letting me borrow instruments

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