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Birds (Self​-​titled EP)

by Birds

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1.
Philosophy 05:24
Been workin'
 On nothin'
 And the night won't come The day It lasts so long. The garden is dead But the sun is bright
 I feel alright 
Been workin' 
On nothin' 
Cause there ain't nothin' to do But
 somethin' My knees feel loose My muscles got juice I'm young I'm almost done Been workin'
 On nothin'
 And the night won't come The day It lasts so long. The garden is dead But the sun is bright
 I feel alright Philosophy, philosophy This is my philosophy
2.
I wanna live my life outside of me I wanna be a flyin' machine I wanna have my air for free I wanna give so I can receive So many souls and radio waves They don't collide, they don't decay I wanna live my life outside of me I wanna be a flyin' machine I wanna crush my toes in the sand I wanna shove my guts in the land So many souls and radio waves None of them collide, none of them decay My shadows seem fine like a dark studio hiding from the world of light. They live on cracked concrete emanate from my cracked skin time cracks anything with a beginning and it all has a beginning. Worlds of the past show up one by one so faint and pointless yet I consider them for hours, amazed about the short distances they traversed, distances to me which are eternal and untouchable. Through the space-ocean we speak with our minds and the feelings they fill our bodies with.
3.
Eon 04:28
In the days when the sun rays came down And touched my face My feet were glued into the ground My heart could hear all the sound I lived So big and wild I felt so untouched and mild I went to the river and washed my face With the sins of the lives before And I killed all my lies before They came I saved myself from the war We want to save the others from In the eons
4.
Was I born from the woods? Wild and only trying to survive? Yesterday is no kind of reality Drove all the black night on Narrow two lane highways Until the clock came full circle 1000 miles later Thunder, lightning, show me How clouds look at 100 miles distance In the deep brunette evening All her hair tickling my sense and sensations When 100 became 50 And 50 became 5 The lightning was thick This Woman was powerful But was I born from the woods? What are these ideas I'm considering? Last nights ceremony two states away Rumbling I imagine People in Indiana and wonder if they are getting it now Can they believe how I experienced the same Woman Who slid next to me beneath my sheets last night When I had nothing else But was I born from the woods? Am I only trying to survive Or do I have some nonsensical delusions? Wild. I feel so wild.
5.
You are the sun You are the school yard You are who's next to you Loop Into different ways In the different days And the different ways For ya different days And then ya cut through the maze And then ya rip through the red tape Ya cut through the maze And then ya rip through the red tape To cop a buzz To kill your shoulder shrug The city needs your head To sustain You are the sun You are the school yard You are who's next to you Loop Into the different days And the different ways And the different days For ya different ways Ya cut through the maze And then ya rip through the red tape Ya cut through the maze And then ya rip through the red tape To cop a buzz To kill your shoulder shrug
6.
Urges 06:06
The urges to sex The will to kill I gotta let go Of this trying to get my fill Where does the good life take us On this road? Take me home Take me home Come sit in this space with me Touch my lips Feel my bones Know my heart And we'll be home The urges to sex The will to kill

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The first EP. Recorded June 30th of 2011, on a sweltering night in Lincoln, NE. Released July 4th of 2011.

Scott - Guitar
Eric - Percussion
Stew - Bass
Travis - Vocals

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released July 4, 2011

Thanks to the residents of 1122 D st., and the neighbors of 1122 D st. for talking to us when the amps are too loud early in morning, instead of telling the police first. Thanks to the steady crowd at Poet Show It. Thanks to Nick Boney for the "empty mic" photo. Thanks to existence for allowing this. Thanks to parents for love and wisdom.

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