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Watercolor Hangover

by Immediate Family

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1.
As the body starts to rot, we seek forgiveness - Polishing the promise ring; fantasizing logically. As predicted, we expire - are buried breathing. ..Clinging to the casket closed; listening for the eulogy we wrote. On a Saturday, for the sake of the story - I believed she had seen a miracle. From the brightest grave, on a Sunday morning - Rabbit is what Rabbit doesn't love. As the body starts to rise, we'll need a witness - Mesmerizing modestly - denying them mortality. As predicted, all comply - reversed so sweetly. ..In the image of young love, Rabbit is what Rabbit never does.
2.
Loophole 03:37
I will embrace your rules, then I will do bad. ..Until I dictate the pace at which my rights are read. Tabletop, convince me not to jump. Hey kid, I see you watching me there from that loophole as I swear to god I'm not dumb - I'm just playing along. I will collect my cool, but I must move fast. ..Until I escape the place from which I drifted past. Setting sun, allow me not to run. Fatal flaw, convince me I'm not done. Jess, I know you've been away - Like California's all that great. Let's get together; I miss the wasted time. Let there be no loophole; I'm doing fine.
3.
Endless rain, remember sunny days. I'll try to write it all down; wanted to write it all down in case. Does it hurt to think? "No.. no memory." I want to write it all down; I've got to write it all down. There's something wrong. There's someone living in these walls - I think they've heard it all before. Baby, can't you tell I'm being honest? ..Accidentally breaking perfect silence. I don't know what you heard. I don't know what I said, but yes, I promise. I'm yours to take. Endless rain, a touch encouraging. I want to write it all down; I've got to write it all down. Does it make you think? "Uh-huh.. That's interesting." I'll try to write it all down; I'm going to write it all down. There's something wrong and I can tell you know better: Everything's too easy to explain. There's something else. There's someone high above this house - I think they're ready to come down. I am here to stay.
4.
In the morning I will be here if I can stand waking up entirely too tired to recall a dream we planned, but don't understand. In the evening I will be leaving if I can't stand laying down with memories - half-asleep reminders of a friend you once had, but now must regret. ..A flattering impression of the end just begging to begin. Sure, it's hard, but please pretend that I don't understand. In the morning I will be here if I can stand waking up entirely - admiring our magic like the man I once was, before I gave up. ..A flattering impression of the end just begging to begin. Sure, it's hard, but could you please pretend you don't understand?
5.
A new day- another face in your crowd. A real slave wouldn't blink: He's in front of you. He knows when to move, not to think. ..Where I keep marching back to sleep. Where I'm nearly blind; merely seventeen. Decent dreams. A new low - another street in your town. A real saint don't complain: He does half the work underground - Yet, has to do anyhow. ..Where I don't know, I'm ghostly white and mostly disagree. Decent dreams. My new love, continue marching back to sleep. He's in front of you. He knows when to move and how to. ..Where I'm clearly blind; merely twenty-three. Decent dreams. My new love, continue marching back to sleep. It'll have to do anyhow.
6.
Isabella 04:35
As I'm turning away - knife to my throat like there's something to say. Look, I'd rather be gracious than great, but I'm washed up. An uneven exchange for a heart that cannot break. ..Like I'd have to be crazy to want to stay. As I'm driving away - singing so pretty with nothing to say. I attempt to feel coast to coast pain, but I'm dried up. An uneven exchange for a heart that cannot break. ..Like I'd have to be crazy to want to stay. ..Watching my back, Isabella.
7.
(Instrumental)
8.
I begin by spinning the noose. It's quite uncomfortable, but that's how I roll. Demonstrate potential and prove you're worthy to cut loose. You're choking, but you're beautiful blue. ..And that's the way inside my heart, inside my head, inside of my room. I will end up dead in a car. Suffocate apart - we never got far. But that's how it goes on someone else's path. You're crashing, but you're beautiful red.
9.
So, as the sun is setting, who demands the truth? You're interesting or awful - I'm too old to choose. That's right, I'm fucked up - now can I go? Without some substance how could you know? You don't know. Just as mother intended, I command her youth. Some years she don't need back now; some days you age into. Now, as the stars are fading, I can bend the truth: I begin to miss you but that's because I'm fucked up. Oh god, I love you - now can I go? Without some substance how would you know? You don't know. I don't know.
10.
Crybaby 03:00
Baby's out on bail - couldn't do the time indirectly. Baby's got a plan - lesser wolves comply. Western like: "My, how you've grown. Don't you know that I'd cut you down to size if I could?" ..As if it does much good. Baby's out on bail - pressed for borrowed time. Cry politely. Baby must be quick. Frozen like: "Don't you know that I would take this all back faster if I could?" As if it does much. How do I even begin to say this? You are lovely. You are searching. You contain the chords I don't, so I don't.
11.
Bending into parallel poles - she is out of line. It comes and it goes - symmetrical in theory; still not Christ. Have we expired mediocre, bloated, mild? Rewire the night: "I'm leaving, but I'm mostly tired. ..Leaving, but I'm mostly minding my misfire." Appearing all too plain - So I am not responsible for any philosophical debate. Fever capture - Off and on a fever traps her spite. Fever capture - All at once a fever traps her right here by my side. Lengthening the frame of her fold - she is in a daze. It comes and it goes - Reversible in theory, just not age. Have we replaced graves with cemetery gates? The keys misplaced: "I'm leaving, mostly, because it's late. ..Leaving, but I know I'll miss the mess we made." Appearing all too fine - So I am not responsible for anything that is, but isn't mine.
12.
Wedding Song 02:59
On an ocean wide, off-season keeps our desolate dry. So the crowds can't question why when the flood swells - Joy, our moon; unhappiness, a tide. On our wedding night I lied: Lesson learned, propose nothing. Love yourself then die. Hooray for betrayal! ..Something's got to give. Hooray for today! ..Every plan and and every promise made was for your sake. It's okay - I don't need to see you walk away. It's okay - I don't need to hear you feel the same. ..Already been there.
13.
It was the first time - It was the last time I was prepared. So I drove until the distance wasn't weird. For the same satisfaction: "I need you here." You're a cloud, I'm a cloud, and you don't even know. Mama, I'm so burnt out. Again, and again. It was the last time - It was the first time that I was scared. So I wrote until the words were what I feared. Just a friendly reminder: "That's right." So you drove until the distance wasn't weird. For the same satisfaction: "You need me here." I'm a cloud, you're a cloud, and you don't even know. Mama, you'll be so proud - you won't even care. Mama, the stars are out - you don't even know. Mama, I'm sober now. Again, and again.

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I don't even know what to say about this album.. Destined to meet the same fate as 'The Sunset Movement', I decided to bring it all to a close while I was finishing 'A Little Like Never'. I've seriously had some of these songs in progress for over four or five years, and that seems pathetic with perspective. Though once again recorded shittily in a one-bedroom apartment, these are probably the most honest songs I've ever written. It's difficult to look inward and analyze, and almost impossible to do that without time. Though I see all of the flaws, I'm proud of myself for coming to terms with this material. This, like so many of the other albums I've started and left unfinished, could have been buried. Thanks to everyone that has been involved with the process; I'm glad you're still alive to hear it. :)

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released December 15, 2015

Additional guitar and bass and probably more; I can't remember - David Young
Additional drums - James Maines
Additional vocals - Danny Welch
Album artwork - Stephanie Senn

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Immediate Family Portland, Oregon

Immediate Family is what happens when I (Brett) work on something for so long that I learn to stop worrying and love the process again and again and again and

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