Isn't A Person

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return to innocence, you scumbag

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released January 15, 2016

Produced by Max Goldstein
Engineered by Skyler Lloyd
Recorded at Captain Honeywell's
Mixed and mastered at Deep Yonk

Patrick Dunning
Chris Faria
Jackson Martel
Sam Robinson
Meryl Schultz

Special thanks:
Erla Sól Árnadóttir
Matt Del Campo
Madeline Goldberg
Susan Oker
Austin Sholds
Harry

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Track Name: Return to Innocence
listen to know the time
it's why i cry
to know with all the eyes
listen to know with all the eyes

your blindness is your vision
your vision makes you blind

fuck your notions
you can kill them

*
it's the great migration
free association

return to innocence, serenity, abandonment

when i can do it all again
i will still take the mystic tip

no effort
Track Name: Oh Baby
my close friend is terrified of death
and i am terrified of living a life long enough
to satisfy those
who love me enough

because as time goes on, i get tired
because as time goes on, my soul spirals

away from here, away from you
and towards the home that i once knew
long, long, long ago
long ago

my close friend's veins strum her like guitar strings
as the world tries to dumb her
with concrete fools
and concrete rules
and concrete

because as time goes on she gets tired
as time goes on her mind spirals

away from here, away from you
and towards the home that she once knew
long, long, long, ago
long ago, long ago

my close friend's veins strum her like guitar strings
as the world tries to dumb her with concrete fools
and concrete rules
and concrete

because as time goes on, we get tired
as time goes on, we expire

*
let's go back before the fall
before the clocks hung on the wall
i'll take you back before the fall
before the clocks, before the wall

remember back before the fall
the summertime, no clocks, no walls
do you remember
birds of paradise would nest from wall to wall

eternal return
Track Name: Hey Buddy
call me a racist
call me a sexist
just to let you know, you're screaming at the void

call a cop to shut me up
watch me go to grab his gun
i've got epic ambitions that all involve reaching no one

call me pathetic
call me so selfish
just to let you know, you're screaming at the void

i don't care, but i know someone who does

guilty of white, guilty of male
gave him twenty to life in an internal jail
he's been petitioning the government
he sends the signatures to the wrong address
the right one's in his head

*
meet me here

*
i try to speak in my own language
but i can't get it out

you wouldn't hear me anyways

unless you listen
then you could see it
but you don't listen so
you won't see

hey!
Track Name: Bye Bye
colors remain
like a fog over my eyeballs
stained slime green and lavender

colors spread
like moss in my body
softly calming and taking me

what i see
it stays there
close up in
my real world

as i fall, everything falls blank

if i could
i'd stay there
and i'll see you later
if i could i'd stay there
in the red static world where i feel better

*
you can't go home again if it's a place you've never been before

return
receipt
no return without receipt
what's there to return if nothing ever was received?

no breadcrumb trail to find
no x marked on any spot
if the road back leads you nowhere,
were you ever really lost?

no breadcrumb trail to find
not even paper trail to follow
maker made me as a vase
so why be upset that i'm hollow?

(wait, what?)

you can't go home again if it's a place you've never been before