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No Comply

by The Well

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1.
Not Alright 02:44
I hid from disappointment in the trees But my indignation burned up all the leaves A labyrinth of arboreal bones A cradle for frustration unatoned It's not alright to make gardens out of graveyards If the gardens are a paradise for runaways with trust funds I hid from doubt and panic overseas But the scenery did not put me at ease Imperial decadence and sprawl An apocalypse of power and control It's not alright to make poems out of people If they dignify the damage done by misinterpretation I hold my breath all night Infinity comes crashin' after me Water wells up in my eyes And vast wings rise It's not enough to see/breathe Go ahead and choke me
2.
A war waged on filth and lust One thousand veils Ten thousand veils Unanswered bedside prayers His serpentine caress Guilty, graceless, yearning Is this the peace you promised? Thank you for panic Is this the calm of a restful sleep? Thanks for insomnia Is this vacuum of your divinity? Thank you for chaos Is this the silk of the cleric's gown? Who the fuck is gonna wear it? What did we promise ourselves? Our hands are bleeding Our ears are burning Our guts are twisting Our hearts are bursting
3.
The night before the night Before the first night We dawned The night we tore our eyes Out of your sockets We saw The night we purged the bile Of blighted hopes We spoke The night we tread the ink Of a profane abyss We rose Not one of us dared to speak and Interrupt the panic of our arrival Not one of us saw the place we had left Or feared what came next We won't forget that night The night forgets — we won't The night before we dawned But that night is gone
4.
The tears that stung his cheeks Were not the reason he felt weak And could not stand before The people who had gathered His boots were worn to shreds His feet were worn to bone And his footprints in the dust Were wet and pink At one hip hung a dull blade That was rusted in its hilt At the other a stained satchel Full of stale half-eaten bread The able bodied jeered and The child cowered near As the anguished stranger rasped In an ill-begotten tongue Calloused fingertips drew cryptic signs Where his parched lips Could not form words he had forgotten Or had never even known Then the skies opened up and it rained And it didn't stop rainin' for days The villagers fled to their towers And the traveler knelt just the same Moss grew where his hair had worn thin Bark hardened over his rough skin Bruised knees took root in the soft soil His whispering tongue uncoiled Weeks later when the storm gave way to first spring The floodwaters fell and the town got back on its feet The smell of fresh blossoms emerged from the narrow streets Memory's misery drowned in the mud No one mentioned the disappearance of the babbling stranger But the families who lived on the edge of the village Celebrated the growth of a curious vine That seemed to change its shape from time to time And the flowers it bore reeked of human sweat And the thorns left a smear of rust when they cut
5.
Invocations 02:56
Incision's how the virus spreads Its parasitic thirst She tastes of him, he wastes of her Dull theatrics expertly rehearsed Their fingers glide in tired forms Administered with clinical restraint Allegiance sworn to open sores Portraits poured adoringly in concrete Tenderness obliged, our lovers sigh Shyly admire their invocations A birthright, an exercise in territory An inscription of the flesh We wear denial like precious silk To protect us from each other We help to build the palace 'cause We play the part of king and queen so well What more could we possibly ask for Than the security of eternal conviction And the purity of chaste of desire? Everything?
6.
The Horde 01:58
When I look out I see chain-link fences When I look out I see windowless walls When I strain to hear the calm at sundown It's swallowed by sirens and catcalls All around me Outstretched palms hustling something Outstretched fingers laying the blame The sprawl of an empire nobody asked for The reek of a shitstorm No surrender, no quarter How am I gonna find myself a home? And how am I gonna earn the right to call it that? There is no sanctuary There is no end in fucking sight No matter where I lay my hand it seizes No matter where I hand my head it's poison The thundering ocean of crushing glass The canopy of lidless eyes The pallor flesh turned underfoot The wholeness of un-empty skies The cranes get bigger and The people get smaller The blood in the gutter Gets thicker and darker There'll be no place to sleep There'll be no enemy but me to fight
7.
Nervous Buzz 02:17
What burns as brightly as the fuse You lit when you first fuckin' knew You couldn't/wouldn't sign away your life? But they set so many traps And we set so many traps And we tripped them as we stumbled home To someplace dark and easy on the eyes Who stamped out the spark Of your incendiary glow? Or was it you eclipsing you who blew the fuse And made it cold? Things'll get better. Will they ever get better? It'll pass. All things pass, right? Maybe things never get better. Fragile fingers pinched out trigger's light And turned to creeping smoke The searing heat of sabotage And nervous buzz of sleepless nights You shut your eyes You settled down Too bright
8.
Burning for familiar scars No fists to pound into the dark The oxygen is getting thin The air up here is fucking cold Should I despair or should I drop? The fall isn't that far When you're extinct And you're the earth And you're your all
9.
Agile sprites are we Who spit back needfully Aghast, aflame Our threadbare rage unmends The orchestra of bleach The angelic cacophony Trying to split time Trying to cheat two extra beats Tattered kites Backlit by fission and filament A fleet of knots in The bliss of permanent dark What the wishful embrace is a pattern What the pattern distorts is the end What the endless obscures is revision What tradition holds sacred is death So the chorus admires the soles of its feet And begs for the notes to unshackle its throat But the song that it shivers — at best bittersweet Is the dirge of a heart that completely forgot how to beat Harm's way overflows with incomplete Time makes tracks for trains But not for folks who walk the empty planes And not for folks who do not fear the end We'll get there when we're ready But we're not ready
10.
Lights come on around the house A hundred acres of green grass & mudfields Our salty lips licking the Potomac Our hips sinking into this earth Our heaviness making tracks in the soil The mystery of our proximity to this dirt And the faintness of our breath All precious/tense, present tense No bleed, no interrupt Lights come on under the house We spill our guts everywhere
11.
I knew I was getting older When the places I feared the most as a child Seemed to suddenly unfold Into the most beautiful corners of the planet earth When I stood alone in the fog I realized we had nothing to talk about after all And I could always be naked if I wanted to But never who thought I was when my clothes were on I wore armfuls of rubber bands til they melted into my wrists Kept them anyway to remember who I was I will never know what to say to anyone I will never know how to leave I will never know when to listen I will never know the sound of the storm I knew I was getting older When the places I feared the most as a child Seemed to suddenly implode

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released February 15, 2008

guitars/vox - bryan
bass - dave
drums - adam

recorded & mixed in the Woods 2007/2008

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b. lyin / scrunched / crazed / darkly lit

scraps from scraps / 2005 onward

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