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Secret Somethings: Vol. 2

by Hightide Hotel

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1.
Intro 01:18
Like a specter that's chasing each step you take A burning doubt that clouds the dark side of your brain It's a pain that finds you on the far-end of your day Lying in bed, tallying all of your mistakes. Staring at the ceiling, do you know this feeling?
2.
Ballad 02:11
Both always sorry that we didn't call Although both obviously not all that sorry at all Or at least not enough for either one of use to keep From becoming habitual. And I still remember the selfish way That I used to lie in bed and wait For you to get through all the updates and all the details of your day So I could fall asleep or turn the other way See, I used to figure I could do without it But now I kind of doubt it Keeping touch And losing touch It seems we always mix them up We're out of touch
3.
Ultimatum 02:02
So let's speak of London Speak of Amsterdam Speak of everything except That we don't speak unless with friends Or of the plans you made before you left And followed up on upon your return Everything these hands have built together can all burn If you can't look me in the face back in the States without turning away As I turned my back to rest It was decided it was best for all "In my best interest" That certain knowledges stayed kept Hanging just above me in the air there where I slept Or on the quiet lips of those I've come to know as friends Or in the subtle way a stare across a room can say all that's gone unsaid I guess it must've never crossed your mind But then in ten days in a van, who has the time?
4.
Hollow 00:29
You drained the marrow all right out of my bones And left me lighter, left me hollow, then you left me alone Your most half-hearted excuse turned out to be the truth That I was "way too good for you" Turns out I'm way too good for you
5.
Your Bed 01:45
Our fourth week in bed you said to me With undertones of dread that he Was riding the rails and would be Visiting the city that week You recommended that I leave And I reluctantly agreed Then when he blew his funds on weed You dialed and whispered to me "Come home, boy, I'm lonely and you are my only joy Come home, boy, I'm all alone, boy." Most days I don't answer my phone Most days I crave to be alone
6.
My Bed 01:59
You had this air that said you didn't care If everyone at school would stare At our matching, matted bed-head hair In the same clothes that we could always wear Because we were sewn into a couch Both so opposed to going out Yeah, it's funny: it's no different now Except that you never come around There's no more handing off of glasses As you head off late for classes There's no bedside staring matches So there'll be no further distractions From the vastness of my bed Or the fucking bastard inside my head Who's always listing all of my regrets These days he won't shut up so I get no rest And that's the reason I gave up on sleeping And I guess that's why I'm always off daydreaming And recently it's really had me thinking That when you claim to know what's best you may just be mistaken
7.
From thirty dollar parking to the elevator doors To me clawing at my collar as it climbed the floors To the welcoming surroundings and the hundred dollar view And the reassuring smiles, none of which improve my mood And from the coldness of the car seat to the coldness of the bed To what precious warmth clings to the layers we don't shed To the kind of winter cold that carves its name across our bones To where we both swear together that we're both not so alone How do you measure time In human growth or in human error Or maybe both? We took our time but it still took a toll Wincing with every crack in the concrete Or bump in the road The staggering way that we managed to stagger away From all of that still half intact still astounds me to this day And I'm crawling in my skin
8.
Malice 03:29
I get mean when I get smart And when I set my mind to it there's little I can't pick apart I've been known to erupt and self-destruct So you should keep a safe distance Or I may drag you into this abyss without you realizing it Always thinking but never full Forever unaware that there's a world outside of my skull I recall what a psychiatrist once said Of the things I'd rather not forget She taught me this subconscious trick, taught me to write them down in red Said that way they'd "stay stuck in my head" So often I'm surprised By some of the thoughts that come leaking through my lips at times If I invite you in with a slight grin then it's a masterful disguise Perfectly masking the malevolence hidden behind my down-turned eyes And I have rows of teeth behind my teeth to make the most of every bite And I could drag you so far underneath that you could only dream of light I am not the type who easily forgets No I relish my regrets But I took her up on that advice and wrote all my misdeeds in red To be sure they stay stuck in my head A growing list of my dead ends And an ever shrinking list of friends It's a sour, smirking resentment
9.
Closer 05:30
In morning's first light on still folded sheets After the sorriest excuse for a good night's sleep We laid for hours that stretched into weeks And after each pause, we traded thoughts and you'd softly speak And it was faint, but I still made it out All my own doubts falling out of another person's mouth Oh, what a voice, oh, what a voice How I did rejoice In your parents' house, in your childhood bed I watched the rise and fall of your ribcage with every breath Making a makeshift space for me to rest my heavy head And in that place, in those quiet days, I could hear it best And I was calm, somehow while so distressed When I heard my own heart beating in another person's chest Oh, what a sound, oh, what a sound Oh, I felt so found And it resonates Rolls 'round my skull and all around and throughout my brain And I squirm, I twist and shake As it courses its way through each and every vein And it reverberates throughout my vertebrae Oh, what a sound, oh, how I did shake Almost restoring my long lost and fleeting faith in fate I gave our love a sound I passed the word around
10.
Outro 00:54

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Ben Schmidt - drums / vocals / percussion
Christopher Thomas - bass / vocals
David Sampson - guitar / vocals / keyboard / programming / bells

Additional vocals by Nathaniel Dionne, Robin Delaney, and Samuel Rudich
Viola by Jessie Mitchell
Violin by Robin Delaney

Produced and engineered by Marcus Denke and David Sampson
Mastered by Christopher Thomas
Recorded from December 2010 thru April 2011 at the Engine Room in Philadelphia, PA

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released April 1, 2011

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