Grand Archives Discography and Lyrics

Members:
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Mat Brooke
Curtis Hall
Ron Lewis
Jeff Montano
Thomas Wright

Discography:
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The Grand Archives (2008)

Track Listings:
(all songs by Mat Brooke unless otherwise noted)
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The Grand Archives
 Torn Blue Foam Couch
 Miniature Birds
 Swan Matches
 Index Moon
 George Kaminski
 A Setting Sun (Lewis)
 Breezy No Breezy
 Sleepdriving
 Louis Riel
 The Crime Window
 Orange Juice

Lyrics:
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(Album titles preceded by ##, Song titles by --)

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The Grand Archives

--
Torn Blue Foam Couch

Hold on the further waves are high,
sleepless every night,
lie down shading your eyes from everyone.

Hey darlin' don't you look fine,
so blue all the time,
when you're terrified.

Over and over the lines
you memorized in time,
now you're so tired
and the telephone's too far away.

Phone lives have taken all your time,
taken all this time,
for the rest of our lives we're terrified.

The photographs they've taken make you look blind,
your costumes made of twine,
now you're forgetting all of your lines again.

But hey darlin',
don't you look fine,
your two front teeth shaved
like ice and sharp as razors.

Hey darlin' don't you look fine,
the dull look in your eyes,
you're terrified.

Holding the hands of our crimes,
darlin' don't you look fine,
as brave as we were those days.

Doing the best we knew how
on a torn blue foam couch,
as brave as we were those days.

Holding the hands of our crimes,
darlin' don't you look fine,
as brave as we were those days.

--
Miniature Birds

Westward course of empire's
Got its wheels turning faster
And on to disaster
So long, long
Such a long way to go

Riding up on a high horse
Looking at all the soldiers
And the holy rollers
So long, long
Such a long way to go

It didn't take that long
It didn't take that lo-ong

I could be reasonable
I could fight
I could have at least been a little bit wiser
So long, long
Such a long way to go

You know when those miniature birds
Sing an ignorant song
The choir's putting us on trial
So long, long
Such a long way to go

It didn't take that long
It didn't take that lo-ong

Riding up on high
Riding up on high

It didn't take that long
It didn't take that lo-ong

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Swan Matches

I remember hours scraped away
hospital blue paint off the wall,
like it would take forever.

Lighting those swan matches to see
just how long they'll take to burn out,
like they could burn forever.

How we envied all those actors lives,
how that cricket talked all night,
like he could talk forever.

Then I thought I'd heard you in the hall,
turns out that it wasn't you at all,
I guess you had to be there.

And I remember how fast we ran
I remember how fast we ran

We flew over fences.
We dodged all the moving cars,
and the dry Arizona faces,
the dry Arizona faces.

And how we stayed awake all night long
How we stayed awake all night long

We flew over fences.
We dodged all the moving cars,
and the dry Arizona faces,
the dry Arizona faces.

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Index Moon

We were all in blue disguised in black,
bad news travels fast,
sets in slowly.

Morning of an early loss,
the words came out all wrong,
the bells were all ringing out loud.

Left aside for the sake
of rain on a sunny day,
we all get left behind sometimes when time was all we had.

The Index moon was red,
I was thinking about a friend,
train whistle's blowing.

Echoing out a past,
splintered wood and ash,
the bells were all ringing out loud.

Left aside for the sake
of rain on a sunny day,
we all get left behind sometimes when time was all we had.

Now the bells are ringing out loud.

Left aside for the sake
of rain on a sunny day,
of rain on a sunny day,
of rain on a sunny day,
so blue.

--
George Kaminski

If ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd known

All of the luck in the world this time around
Won't change a thing tonight
If ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd known

I've done all right for myself this time around
Given the weight of the time
If ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd known

You have our love, this whole world
I've got these four leaves and holes

If ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd known

All you are capable of next time around
I'll be the better man
If ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd, ever I'd known

This really isn't fair, next time around
Alaska would be mine
If ever I'd, ever I'd known
If ever I'd, ever I'd known

You have our love, this whole world
I've got these four leaves and holes

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Next time around
I'll leave all these clovers buried in the ground
For you to find next time around
I'll leave all these clovers buried in the ground
For you to find next time around
I'll leave all these clovers buried in the ground
For you to find next time around
I'll leave all these clovers buried in the ground
For you to find next time around

--
A Setting Sun (Lewis)

We won't need twenty steps today,
the gallery it swims away
in Monday shoes.

It's awful tempting, might black,
the way the words run down your back,
beneath the gentle sway of paper lantern moons.

Could you be quick or be,
could you be quick or be tired.
The tock, the tick of it,
atop the funeral pyre.
We're in the thick of it,
so bite the brick of it all.

We gnaw through limbs to extricate ourselves,
from where we stand and where we fell,
when we don't know how
to sidsetep when tiny guns
have made their way through the best of us,
beneath the gentle sway of paper latern moons.

Could you be quick or be,
could you be quick or be tired.
The tock, the tick of it,
atop the funeral pyre.
We're in the thick of it,
so bite the brick of it all.

Your tithing teeth have never sung,
a fitting tune for a setting sun.
I know your ghost is somewhere good.

We haven't seen and we'll never know,
where summer sleeps and the springtime goes.
We only hope it's somewhere good.

--
Breezy No Breezy
[instrumental]

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Sleepdriving

Snow fell thick and small
It buried a starlit fog
You remembered it all
I'm sleepdriving away

Metal and mold, bourbon and clove
Mirrors and smoke, yesterday's clothes
I'm sleepdriving away

Eyes through your window, I stare out
And some, someday we'll be too old

Cold will ache with making you jaw
You're only as old as you say that we are
I'm sleepdriving away

The trunk of the car filled with all that we own
This old Pontiac's starting to feel like a boat
I'm sleepdriving away

Eyes through your window I stare out
And some, someday we'll be too old

It's nearly dawn, your motel home
The shades were drawn to hide the storm
Without a sound, TV glow
The blankets tied around our throats

Swirling round, the light above
Outside the crows were waking up
It's nearly dawn
Motel home was nearly gone
No sleep at all

Outside, those crows
In life, oh no

--
Louis Riel

Silver lines are drawn
wrapped in golden twine,
I've heard tell of you
in ways you would deny

Ba da dum ba da dum ba da da da dum

Hung by a rope where the railroad will surely come by.

I've listened way too long
to all your stolen lines,
the railroad soon will own
all you've left behind.

Ba da dum ba da dum ba da da da dum

Hung by a rope where the railroad will surely come by.

Hang there, all alone

--
The Crime Window

Calm down everyone we've heard
the water supply's got a few dead birds.
Two wooden nickels and a little time,
you'll be walking to the altar with a Mexican bride.

Sweet jolly jammers and a dugan charge,
burning down the prarie on a victory barge.

For tonight leave the crime window closed.

Bag 'O Bones cursing at the spit he spat,
he was creep creep creepin' up the railroad track.
Tell his missus that mister's fine,
keep her gfingers crossed and her split tongue tied.

Sweet jolly jammers and a dugan charge,
burning down the prarie on a victory barge.

For tonight leave the crime window closed,
for tonight leve the crime window closed.

--
Orange Juice

If you could believe in all the things
that they told you,
then you could be leaving with me.

If you can rely on all the times
you've been lied to,
you can rely on me.

I've made up my mind,
made it up as I went along.
Admitting that you're wrong don't make it right.

You can't conquer a world
that's always been good to you,
but let's go out and try anyway.

Douglas Brick / dbrick@kom.net
Wed Jul 26 05:36:19 PDT 2017