Water

by Chalk

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credits

released October 22, 2016

All songs written by Chalk

Michael Voller - vocals, guitar, synths
Forrest Fritz-Storhaug - drums
Anthony Casey - guitar, vocals
Jake Schemm - bass, vocals
Taylor Harrison - vocals
Sean Levine - synths, vocals

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Tracked at The Sound Gallery in Minneapolis, MN by Jacob Mullis and Aaron Baum

Additional Tracking at Gold Sleeping Tubes in Minneapolis, MN by Tony Schurbon

Mixed by Tony Schurbon and Michael Voller at Gold Sleeping Tubes

Mastered by Ryan Olcott

Artwork by Brooklynd Turner

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Track Name: Magic Mirror
Unhealthy that I’d catch you
Chewing on my statue
Made from magic mirror
The second time it’s clearer
A deer jumped through my windshield
On my way to Richfield
Down South beats the wind chill
Cold hands on the warm wheel
It’s only wrong if you say it’s wrong
If you want me gone I’m already gone
We can chew the awkward polygon
We can chew this awkward polygon
Oh-oh-ah-wah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-ah-wah-ah-ah

So I went down in a submarine
And everything I found was so routine
A Spanish crown that I’d never seen
Just another dubloom in the gold machine
Buh-buh-buh
Buh-buh-buh

Everyone you envy is good looking
Dig a little deeper you’re missing something
All your friends they ain’t bad either
If I had to choose I would pick neither
And you tell me that’s not an option
We’re indecision and we come here often
You can give me preferential treatment
At the very least some better seating
Track Name: Future Sport
Feel the wind of a different season
They want to win I want to break even
My fault if the spell comes true
Pole vault if you tell me to
Everyone has a different reason
When they’re leaving to call it an evening
Summersault if we can’t undo
The winter salt in the avenue
Empty words so hard to believe in
Lose their meaning as soon as you speak them
Hiding out in your half truths
To keep the panic from grabbing you

From subsequent blowback
You think that you would know that
Severed limbs don’t grow back
And studies they have shown that
A backpack packed with a heavy stack of books
Bends your back right back
To the way it used to look
Now you’re sugar-filled and thrown back
Running laps on the track
Creasing out an old map
Thinking to yourself that
A walk back home isn’t all too far away
Set your clock right now
‘Cuz it’s time to count your days

You lost your mind but I kept mine
In somewhere cold and hard to find
Fleshless phantoms fumble for
The ageless prize of future sport
The tension’s high I let it climb
Above the walls they look behind
Rabid patrons’ full support
Of rising numbers on the board

Have you picked a losing team
The team has lost its team esteem
It’s dying down or so it seems
Applause is dull behind the screens
The stats are stacked
Like the pages in a book
Leaves the whole room packed
With a steady vacant look
It’s overturned and turning out
He knew what he was on about
It’s too hard to live without
A sober sense of crippling doubt
A walk Out There
In a dangerous kind of way
Sets the clock back now
Will it ever be the same?

The ins and outs and in-betweens
The moments in your magazines
Goings on off of the court
Reduce to tawdry news reports
There’s no story they won’t record
No words that they can’t distort
Games are long and tempers short
‘Cuz when they’re bored, they’re really bored
Track Name: Notebooks
QWERTY and DVORAK
Won’t give you your words back
They both went
Down the carpal tunnel
I’m hurting but I’m on track
Can’t live in my setbacks
They can’t win
Blame it on the suspect
Caught them typing on your keyboard
They knew all your passwords
They got to
Files that we forgot
Through screens of the next day
Find out what your texts say
It’s not safe
Write it in a notebook

It might be selfish
But I must reject objective truth
It’s through this point of view
That I can find the meaning to
All the comics in the notebooks that I leave for you
My heart’s the page and you’re the pen
And you are bleeding through
When we find we’re in approximate proximity
Lose half my breath because I can’t tell if you’re into me
Lose both my feet because I’m drawn in by your gravity
I’ve fallen over I can’t bring myself to follow through
I’ve fallen over I can’t bring myself to follow through
I can’t count on myself just enough to count on you
It’s not my fault that I had to fall in love with you
I’ve fallen over I can’t bring myself to follow through
(Are you going
Down like me
When you’re floating
Around like me)

Smart phones are getting smarter
Computers getting smaller
And here I am the same old guy
The future’s burning brighter
The margin’s getting wider
And there I go just scraping by
For fear of being narrow
We broke from the college rule
The pages, they stay the same size
We wrote down our old thoughts
Our to-dos our have-nots
Is ink worth the time bought?
(Yep/nope)

Oh, Mead Five Star graph-ruled notebooks are all I really need
Track Name: Garbage
Amongst the ferns and oaks
The saplings we had hoped
Would grow so tall had roped
Themselves to the branches we broke
On the fires that we stoked
The kindling turned to smoke
He had a plan he spoke
The water slid down our throats
Cast his eyes on the littered ground
Curled his lips made approval sounds
I don't know how to slow things down
Now we're moving out of town

Ooo-ahh, ooo-ahh
(Stage exit frequent buyers
Your exit sign is red
You're spending all your nice time
Underneath the cold black bridge)

A half-baked, back-burned project
You just don't have the time
A lonely piece of garbage
Floats on down the waste pipeline
Turned your back to the whole prospect
You can't fulfill your plans
The streets are filled with garbage
And you're no garbage man
False from your garbage hands
Let's all do the garbage dance

If you won't help me
Then who will?
My heart's a lake
You're my oil spill
We got a problem
Our time won't kill
When it's too fake
It becomes so real
You're my oil spill
You're my oil spill
Track Name: Shroud
And for his dentists sake
He lays awake and contemplates
When his toothache made him late
And he lost his job
Out on a limb they’ll crawl
It bends it breaks and they all fall
Consequently your missed call
Won’t strengthen my jaw
Trying to explain without
All the words I can’t pronounce
I'll (chew/spit) them up and (spit/chew) them out
Did I say that right?
All those words you keep inside
Ride the bounds of shame and pride
Build them and choose them wise
Nothing will suffice
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

When you’re not around
I’ll pull down my shroud
Say the words out loud
Making myself proud
Is this the closedown that’s been leading up
Open hallway but the door is shut
All the words turn into paper cuts
Maybe that’s just how they picture us
Track Name: Seat Belts
They move too slow
I don't think I'll make it
But I'm alright
I'm nearly finished
I give up at the beginning
If I lose control
I'll burn out, I'll spin out
Catch some light
And be diminished
I was fine when I was winning

Can I speak directly?
This winter upset me
In the car that my friends drive
It's cold out there but it's warm inside
Are you gonna arrest me?
Walk home on my own feet
From the wreck where we nearly died
Thank seat belts that we're still alive

The colors that you picked
Look like a Dorito chip
I'll try to keep my cool
But my eyes are fixed
On your dirty sink
I think the porcelain's chipped
Those brand new shoes they shipped
Were cheap they'll lose their grip
Here's hoping you don't slip
On the ice we found
And now we're underground
Our bodies safe and sound
Track Name: Wave Bye-Bye to the Bureaucrat
Losing sleep that you can’t nap back
Waving bye-bye to the bureaucrat
Reaching up to a higher level
You could try another year at that
Working harder than the devil
Calculating every single act
A cleaner shirt looking more disheveled
You could try another year at that
(I’ll be okay
In my own way
I’ll be okay
What’s one more day?)

Superiors have banished him
He’s stuck in middle management
Still he’s proud, he’ll brandish it
But has his heart abandoned him?
Every day at his desk
He mostly fears what happens next
Still he tries his very best
But will they ever end the test?
Ulterior motives have
Increased the scope of his grab
Still he has more than he had
But if he jumps will he land?
Every night through window panes
He sees their eyes, he feels afraid
Still he’s alive and plans are made
But if he’s late will he be saved?
Will he be saved?

I have one lesson I can teach
Keep your head down and don’t dare speak
Hours divide up your whole week
Stay on, I know you’ll earn your keep
Insiders guard their trade secrets
Take mine it looks like you need it
I saw you eyeing my office
Take mine I know that you want it
(And when you want it
That’s when you know
I thought you bought it
Paid for my soul)

Wracked my mind and my bones
Swinging swords at my clones
Folded into the crease
Caught a healthy disease
Shattered glass that mattered most
When raised to the battered host
(Ooo-ooo)

Tell me, are you hurt?
Don’t you know it could be worse
‘Cuz my shoes are tracking dirt
And the coffee hasn’t been made
Track Name: Dormitories & Hospitals
Are you ever gonna let it go?
Will you delete your notes?
Half the pages are yellowed and old
Are you ever gonna let it go?

Help me
I know where the bus ridden
Tell me
Have I made the right decision?
Help me
So far away the car was driven
Tell me
Are some things still unforgiven?
Unstuck in time but not position

It takes a strong man
Holding up the strawman
I can hear the tendrils
Crawling in the dark
It takes a grown man
Acting as an old man
Feeling different now
Finding new ways out
If I care soon
I will surely resume
Learning about how
To feel indifferent now
In the spare room
That was where I found you
All the worn utensils
Traced cardioids for hearts

Just when you thought you had lost it all
That’s when you know you have further to fall
And you realize with rising clarity
The striking similarity
Between a dormitory and a hospital
Just when you felt you had gotten away
That’s when you know you have longer to stay
And you feel like
Nothing is the substitute for something
That was never there
Oh no
Turn it off, turn it on
You’re set to reset
Turn it on, turn it off
Track Name: I Know
I wrote it down in a book
And I buried it
I looked
Twenty feet underground
Where I’m hiding now
Some things aren’t worth finding out
For yourself, for your health
Or for anyone else’s
I can’t help it
(ohhhh)
I needed proof of progress
I reached my roof of knowledge
And to my dull amazement
I’m still beneath your basement
I hear the floorboards creaking
I hear the voices speaking
I see the curtains creasing
Sharply and all your secrets
Spill out like bottled water
Find out when it gets hotter
Wait there for half an hour
I watched the whole pot boil

Pacing around your apartment
Tasting your own disappointment
One name inside a black binder
Serves as a constant reminder
Don’t you come back ‘til you find her
(Don’t you come back)

They have that tasty aroma
Hold me and tell me it’s over
I see them drinking lake water
Looking for all their lost daughters
Don’t you know I couldn’t find her
(Don’t you know)

What would I know?
What would I know, now?
Track Name: I Know (Kinda)
Picked it apart
When we started
I picked my part
When we parted
Feeling outnumbered
Outsmarted
Lost in our
Compartments

Sweat clung to all the walls
Then left through the window
It bonded with the sky
(So what will I become)
It rained into our lives
(If I take a drink?)