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I've been staying up too late
trying to right some perceived wrong
and now my head feels thick and heavy.
It's getting hard to drag these words along.
But I need sleep deprivation
I need alpha-wave intrusion
I need magical thinking
because I lost all my old illusions
Oh, love is a bad word
because we don't all agree on what it means
There were rumors of a fire,
Now that all the smoke is gone, only the mirror remains.
I keep finding this residue on all of my things
no matter how many times I clean.
It's masking all familiar scents.
It's clogging the works of all my old machines
and I still wonder who's at fault.
I want to know whom I should blame.
I don't know how to keep score
but I want to win this game.
Light a camera
shrink this sunrise down to something you can control.
Make a copy of a face, but you still can't keep the soul
and I still trip over the strings that I attached to all these things
that I once thought would make me whole.
Oh, and it's still a mad world
'cause we just can't all agree on what it should be.
Yeah, but history, it never changes.
It just keeps getting harder to explain
and after all the smoke is gone, only the mirror will remain.