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This album couldn't have been made without the help of everyone who has played in this band at one time or another: Mack Gordon, Jeff Innes, Matt Vautour, Phil Van Der Wel, Steve Lockhart, and Ryan Loerke. Nor could this album have happened without the generosity of Steven Cipes & Summerhill winery, the technical wizardry of Sven Peterson, and the artistic flair of Ryan Steward, Kevin Moore, and Steve Kwniewski.

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released June 11, 2009

Written by Matt Lockhart; recorded by Sven Peterson; Steve Lockhart played bass, Phil Van Der Well played guitar; Ryan Loerke played drums. Photography, art direction, and design by ryanstewardphotography.com

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Track Name: Let it Roll
I know a man who walked across the country,
The road was his wife the white lines his family,
Street signs counted his age.
He was 8,000 miles to the day when he got back home.

I saw graffiti up high on a tower,
It read if life is a garden then love is the flower,
It seemed a little bit too easy until I thought of how hard it would be,
To get way up there.

There's no passion without desire,
No conductor without the choir,
Or a hot flame without the fire to keep it burning strong.

Well the old train driver was somber and patient,
But his run-away train had just left the station,
A silly story or moral tale,
When his brakes began to fail he began to smile?

There's no passion without desire,
No conductor without the choir,
Or a hot flame without the fire to keep it burning strong,
So why don't you light yourself on fire,
Let it go, let it burn let it roll.
Track Name: *Burned Up Hands
The night was an old stray dog,
It was bitter and cold, lonely and hard as stone.
She walked with the world on her shoulders,
As the night crept in colder and colder
And with each step in the rain there rose a melancholic refrain that sang you're all alone.
It sang you're all alone.

He's older and wiser and bored,
As a young man he lived by the sword,
Till he found out that love was a knife and got cut one too many times.
The table was slightly romantic,
But the scene placed upon it was tragic,
She tried to hard not to need he spent all night trying not to bleed

They both longed for the sun in the morning a hand in the afternoon,
The sweet kind of recklessness,
Innocent born in youth,
Before that hole in her heart,
Before he found out that love was sharp,

Well she could re-light the fire but she'd come back with burned up hands,
And he could re-light the fire but he'd come back with burned up hands,
And they could re-light the fire but they'd come back with burned up hands.
Track Name: Believer
She used to tell me about her Father,
She used to talk about his Son,
I used to tell her that I knew them well,
Although I hardly spoke to either one.
Cause there's a graveyard in my closet,
And the skeletons up the wall,
Have always scared me into thinking that if I spoke,
One of them would start to fall.

And when she'd say you are a believer,
I don't know if I believed her,
I don't know if I believed her when she would say,
That I was a believer.

Well to escape is a drunk's love,
And fear of getting caught it a thief's,
When the bottle binds and the thief is seized,
There's no one left to blame if heart's are free,
But what about the little children,
With the crosses crossed on their eyes,
Where's the comfort for a mother who blames herself,
When trading is not allowed for lives?

And when she'd say you are a believer,
I don't know if I believed her,
I don't know if I believed her when she would say...

I broke bread with my brothers,
I tried to keep my feet on those narrow lines,
But tight-rope walking it was tougher than I thought it'd be
And I keep falling off yes I fall off,
Cause I am a violent man,
I just don't have the stomach for killing yet,
But though shadows fall between the silences of hollow men,
Hope it survives and I'm alive cause love is a light.

Love is a light
Love is a light
Love is a light

And when she'd say you are a believer,
I know now that I believe her,
I know now that I believe her and I'll say that I am a believer.
Track Name: Lightning
I'm terrified of lightning,
But in this storm the lightning is my only lighting,
With a vicious crack the sky is torn in half,
In that sudden flash I can see my roadmap pointing home,
And I know where crooked streets go,
My steps are strong and sure,
But when the thunder starts to roll,
Then all my failures from before crash through my mind and I forget what the lightning is for.

I'm so damn tired of silence,
Sometimes words unsaid are the most vicious forms of violence,
Because though I may know you're dying,
I'm too busy running scared or hiding from my reflection to shine a light,
To help you find your way through this darkest night,
And though my failure's been pointed out,
If there's one last phrase I could shout it'd be:
Here in the blood this is the love that I've found,
Here in the blood this is the love that I've found.

And I know where crooked streets go,
My steps are strong and sure,
But when the thunder starts to roll,
Then all my failures from before crash through my mind and I forget what the lightning is for.
Track Name: Hurricane
I didn't see the cavalry when they rode down into the valley,
With guns and horses and an army of working-class men,
See I was out at the lookout and I was scanning for airplanes,
For army jets and the kind of tanks that mow houses down.

I got a call from the 28th,
Stationed at the gates of my home-base,
They screamed we're over-run,
This is the last thing that I heard the commander say:

They flew in like a breeze but they blew out like a hurricane.

I didn't see it happening till it was too late to do anything,
Her humble air and her eyes that sang,
Man I didn't see them coming in,
See I was out at the lookout and I was scanning for fireworks,
For E. B. Browning and the kind of words that mow men down.

I got a call from those men on guard,
Stationed at the front gates of my heart,
They screamed we're over-run,
This is the last thing that I heard the commander say:

She flew in like a breeze but she blew out like a hurricane,
She flew in like a breeze but she blew out like a hurricane,
She flew in like a breeze but she blew out like a hurricane.
Track Name: Birds
Well I was crossing I's and dotting my T's at a low point,
This was late last week,
It might sound dumb but I thought everything was making sense.

See I was hanging with a flock of bald eagles,
In big sunglasses who died their heads all dark,
We hung with ravens by the garbage cans locked in the park,
I thought if I could keep my head down long enough,
And my mouth shut I could...

I found a ruler and I straightened right up,
It'd been so long and I'd had enough,
It might sound dumb but I thought nothing else was making sense.

See I was hanging with a flock of young doves,
Wearing three-piece suits that were bleached white as the clouds,
We hung uptown and carried olive branches in our mouths.

I thought if I could keep my suit clean long enough,
And my mouth shut I could fly.

Finally I could fly.

But those ravens caught my lie,
When they saw my colour coming through the dye.
And those doves are gone,
They caught me hanging out downtown,
Now I fly all by myself.
Track Name: Carry On
I had a mill-stone tied to my waist,
As I swam across the lake,
And there were voices in the water behind,
Traveling in my wake,
They were soft.
They were soft.

They sang:
Carry on all you daughters,
Carry on all you sons,
Carry on till you find love,
Carry on everyone.

I put a message in a bottle that day,
And watched it float away,
Till it was swallowed by a hungry horizon,
Where it met with the waves and the tide.
Where it met with the tide.

It read:
Carry on all you daughters,
Carry on all you sons,
Carry on till you find love,
Carry on everyone.
Track Name: Calendar
A calendar rests in a box hidden under the stairs,
Pictures are scribbled in the margins and squares,
A birthday card sits right beside and it's clear if you read,
You were his little bird and he was your tree.

When you turn the page from June to July,
All you see is the empty white,
Because the colour fell out of the sky,
And the calendar couldn't write,
The sun it refused to shine.

I tried all night but I couldn't sleep,
When I said sorry it seemed like half a cup of water trying to describe the sea,
If I could I'd build you a wall to hold your memories safe,
But I know that another lover makes a lousy footing for base.

Though romance hangs with autumn leaves,
There's strength in the evergreens,
Because when winter comes you're not what you've lost,
But what you remain to be,
And my dear you're so green.

You're so green
You're so green,
You're so green.

A calendar hangs on the wall way up high by the stairs,
Pictures are scribbled in the margins and squares,
A birthday card stands right beside,
And it's clear if your read,
That you are somebody's bird and someone is your tree.
Track Name: *Canadian Airlines
I've been thinking long and hard,
About the cold about the dark in winter,
With mid-November comes the snow,
It covers trees it bites my toes,
Remember when socks were dry when hands were warm,
When in the sky there was no storm to ground,
Canadian Airlines.

I grab my coat put on my tuque,
Two pairs of socks before I tie my boots,
I brush the snow off of my car,
And scrape off all the frost with a credit card,
As the engine fails to spark to life,
I wonder what those jumper cords look like,
For those Canadian Airlines
Track Name: Lions
She was brought up she was raised in the wild,
Where the lions and the tigers made it tough for a child
to stay young.
I was born with a spear in my hand,
And a fire in my gut to never walk in the paths of deceivers.

Cause sometimes there's light,
In the hungry eyes of a predator,
And sometimes a smile,
Will distract you from the points of his teeth,
And sometimes a lie,
Comes wrapped up in honest conversation,
And the will to survive,
Builds barricades too tall to climb.

If I stay any longer I'm bound to turn into a lion,
Where my jaws and my claws keep me self-reliant,
If only my legs were stronger,
Then I could stay above the water-line,
But though I kick real hard,
If I stay my heart's still faced with the prospect of slowly dying,
Or turning into a lion.

Sometimes there's light,
In the hungry eyes of a predator,
And sometimes a smile,
Will distract you from the points of his teeth,
And sometimes a lie,
Comes wrapped up in honest conversation,
And the will to survive,
Builds barricades too tall to climb.

If I stay any longer I'm bound to turn into a lion,
Where my jaws and my claws keep me self-reliant,
If only my legs were stronger,
Then I could stay above the water-line,
But though I kick real hard,
If I stay my heart's still faced with the prospect of slowly dying,
Or turning into a lion.
I will not become a lion.

She looked like she needed saving,
I thought that I was wearing a cape and a plan,
But out here deep in the jungle I've found,
I've started growing some claws through my hands.