Were and Always Will Be

by Tigerscout

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Were and Always Will Be:

1. Sleepless Nights
These sleepless nights, slowly killing me. These sleepless nights, are surely killing me. Never learn, never progress, awake till my nose bleeds. Well its hard to think about the future when I’m dwelling this much on the past. And I’m aware I should keep my chin up, keep my thoughts toward better days. When we walked on roof tops together, and saved square nails. But I've been feeling stretched, too often pale. Sleepless nights, gradually wearing away at my foundation. On sleepless nights, I feel like a shadow of the child I once was. These sleepless nights always used to find a way to make things out for the best, but now I’m stuck wondering how best to say goodbye. Watching your fire fade. Watching you wither away.

2. High Tide
Its been keeping my mind lately, the last time that I saw your smile. Open your eyes, just please stay awake with me.
“Son say it, say anything. Say everything that you want to say.”
“Stay strong, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
There’s so much I want to say. There’s so much I need to say, but this high tide of heavy sobs clogs my throat. It feels like I’m losing the answer to all my questions. You were everything, and I don’t think I was ever grateful enough. The worn handle of your hammer broke. I watched the nail bend. I promise to remember what you were and always will be.

3. Santa Fe
Sometimes I hate that there's nothing to hate to replace the pain. You could say the same about the times you had to leave. And it would all be true, but you weren't the one to blame. You just did what you had to.

4. Never Meant Wrong
Old man, I'll always wish I could know you better. but it’s too late now you’re already gone. Old man, I've been wanting to write this letter. Your stomach turned and ate itself, you're lost and gone. It’s getting late. It’s too late now. You’re gone out of my reach don’t know if you can hear my words, my apologies. So I scream 'till I can't speak every night hoping you’ll hear me. Is it too late? Been having trouble, searching for some kind of pulse. Out of breath, hardly holding. Doing my best day by day, making something from the mess I am. I've been struggling just to stand up, make my voice heard, make you feel proud, let you know that I’m still around. So I scream till I can’t speak every night, hoping you’ll hear me. Is it too late? I hope it’s never too late. I hope it’s never too late to make up for all the wrong I've done.
I remember when I was young... For your birthday we gave you pictures of your father. I never understood the look in your eye, until long after. With what I know now I wish I could go back and tell you how sorry I am. You were selfless, when all I could be was selfish, and I hope you know that I’m sorry. And I hope you know I never meant wrong.

5. The One in the Stained Glass Window
The months passed, and they went on, and they went on. And the good intentions just stayed intentions. And I feared that I wouldn't remember your face. And I feared that I wouldn't remember your voice. “There is more of him in you than you could ever know.” Well I still wear your boots, and I’m doing my best to build with the tools you gave me. And I still keep them as clean as my conscience tries to be. And I still listen to the message you left, from time to time. I’m doing OK. Not going on hikes as much as I’d like to. But at least we made it out to that glacier lake. The one you always told us about. It's where you always wanted to be, and now it’s where you’ll always be.

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released October 17, 2013

Engineered by: Kevin Bernsten at Developing Nations Studios
Mastered by: James Plotkin

Timothy Findlay - Guitar
Zachariah Bauer - Vocals
Colin Campbell - Drums
Joey Griffith - Bass

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Track Name: Sleepless Nights
These sleepless nights, slowly killing me. These sleepless nights, are surely killing me. Never learn, never progress, awake till my nose bleeds. Well its hard to think about the future when I’m dwelling this much on the past. And I’m aware I should keep my chin up, keep my thoughts toward better days. When we walked on roof tops together, and saved square nails. But I've been feeling stretched, too often pale. Sleepless nights, gradually wearing away at my foundation. On sleepless nights, I feel like a shadow of the child I once was. These sleepless nights always used to find a way to make things out for the best, but now I’m stuck wondering how best to say goodbye. Watching your fire fade. Watching you wither away.
Track Name: High Tide
Its been keeping my mind lately, the last time that I saw your smile. Open your eyes, just please stay awake with me.
“Son say it, say anything. Say everything that you want to say.”
“Stay strong, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
There’s so much I want to say. There’s so much I need to say, but this high tide of heavy sobs clogs my throat. It feels like I’m losing the answer to all my questions. You were everything, and I don’t think I was ever grateful enough. The worn handle of your hammer broke. I watched the nail bend. I promise to remember what you were and always will be.
Track Name: Santa Fe
Sometimes I hate that there's nothing to hate to replace the pain. You could say the same about the times you had to leave. And it would all be true, but you weren't the one to blame. You just did what you had to.
Track Name: Never Meant Wrong
Old man, I'll always wish I could know you better. but it’s too late now you’re already gone. Old man, I've been wanting to write this letter. Your stomach turned and ate itself, you're lost and gone. It’s getting late. It’s too late now. You’re gone out of my reach don’t know if you can hear my words, my apologies. So I scream 'till I can't speak every night hoping you’ll hear me. Is it too late? Been having trouble, searching for some kind of pulse. Out of breath, hardly holding. Doing my best day by day, making something from the mess I am. I've been struggling just to stand up, make my voice heard, make you feel proud, let you know that I’m still around. So I scream till I can’t speak every night, hoping you’ll hear me. Is it too late? I hope it’s never too late. I hope it’s never too late to make up for all the wrong I've done.
I remember when I was young... For your birthday we gave you pictures of your father. I never understood the look in your eye, until long after. With what I know now I wish I could go back and tell you how sorry I am. You were selfless, when all I could be was selfish, and I hope you know that I’m sorry. And I hope you know I never meant wrong.
Track Name: The One in the Stained Glass Window
The months passed, and they went on, and they went on. And the good intentions just stayed intentions. And I feared that I wouldn't remember your face. And I feared that I wouldn't remember your voice. “There is more of him in you than you could ever know.” Well I still wear your boots, and I’m doing my best to build with the tools you gave me. And I still keep them as clean as my conscience tries to be. And I still listen to the message you left, from time to time. I’m doing OK. Not going on hikes as much as I’d like to. But at least we made it out to that glacier lake. The one you always told us about. It's where you always wanted to be, and now it’s where you’ll always be.