Amritvela

by Longweirdword

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released April 5, 2015

Drums/Vocals- Timothy Labrie
Guitar/Vocals- Paul Spencer Nix
Guitar/Vocals- Trae Coker

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by the great wizard Adam Schoeller at Sound Under Studio
Cover art by Emily Jane Milner

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Track Name: Particular Particles
I can't save myself, no
I can't help myself
When I talk to you suddenly everything turns blue

In the living out of the expression within our wholes in ourselves
Universal mind prisms!

We love ourselves enough to know
We're wrong about it all

Two triangles stacked on top of themselves
Circle around
Point within
Cancels each other out

Please don't take my...
Take all that means
My everything
Makes conceptual
Hides my own
It's not yours to have
It's not yours to grasp
Don't need me
Please don't take my soul!
Track Name: Shelvin Currents
You are my friend like lyrical lipped love
Your souls sing with us
Seeds,
see us in the Spring.
Watch us grow
Wings like butterscotch
Rain dot pattern spots
Shake hands silly symptoms
In my stomach
Seeing utterly in Color
Got nothing to say
GOD!
Forgive us in the grass
the birth of art
ends start
sit back and ride the watch again
Catch up
got nothing but give up
Track Name: Everything is Awful Everything is Wonderful
Everything is awful
Everything is wonderful
Track Name: Seismic Toss
I'm not free yet!

Kid, crazy
Takes hot iron to basics
Hot showers deflower our sour engagement
You can't save the perpetually cringe craving
With shock alone blowing holes in the comfort zone of the shade tree
Let's
Go on and get over it
Pursue a new hypothesis
Sensationalism seen for being obviously bottomless
Conclude that we're too needy
Subdue the spoon feeding
Our hearts are kick-starts that are made to take a beating

This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one person
This bridge is many people it is not one
Track Name: Stunts
You sure are losing a lot of blood
Why'd you have to go and make such a fuss?
You should know by now that you're one of us
You don't gotta show it be spilling your guts
Life is random
So don't make plans
You fell in love in the back of an ambulance
You said, "Is this what it feels like
to jump a motorcycle over the moon?"
You sure are losing a lot of blood
Why'd you have to go and pull such a stupid,
Stupid, stupid, stupid stunt?
I hope all your hope it don't get crushed
I wish that I'd have wished for you some better luck
You said, "God's not hiding in the heavens above.
No, he's on the bleachers with the preacher saying, 'That's whatsup'"
Well, baby, now you're talking crazy won't you please shut up
Save your strength,
Your going to need it, you're losing lots of blood
Life is random
So don't make plans
You fell in love in the back of an ambulance
You said, "is this what it feels like?
Oh well, this must be just what it feels like,
To jump a motorcycle over the moon."
Life is random
so are your so called plans
Your lover left you in the back of an ambulance
You said, "Is this what it feels like?
Well, this must be just what it feels like,
To be trampled by a speeding car..."
Track Name: The Which Than Which There is No Whicher
Caught in the tracers of a fleeting glimpse
Clasped like the thunder against the ground in my nest
Holes into real feelings of wholeness
I think
I may be a part of your dream
I've merely landed in this body
My body
for the first time, again

You know you've found home by the lantern that is always burning at your residence
And if you must leave
Believe me, it's always best to eat the evidence
In every which way
Of every which color
The floor falls through into some land from some other
For the first time, again
and again

And if that's forever then
Well I guess that's the end
It's a program
It's a process
Proverbial blend
Now carry us away on delicate waves
As thin as the wind, yet moving the same
The spaces
Are faces
With so much to say

The spaces are faces with so much to say
But the teeth in their smiles get into their way
Sputtering spitting their praises and blame
Ancient, abrasive, Karma-Kid slang:
It happened it must
As it happened as such
And you are who you are because you became
For the first time, again
And again
And again

I know no bound
Here in the fire, right on

You've got a mile under your feet and
I won't have the time to run
Then I started fabric of time
Went blind in a blink and black
All there was
And now all the little at-alls comprised
Got faster with light
and I opened up in a crawl space
Swept in a vortex
Caught in environment
That loud image it would shake the fear off of vitals
And an hour strayed
And I
Time
Stood in us still
We won't know, tonight
If we survive
The trip right out of our minds
All over time

One spoke to me within
Said you'll never find the right
And you'll always choose the wrong
As a child, this was never life
It was like patterns that find in fade
Colors should shade
The dawn of a dark light
City of tracers
And out of rest grew a spring
To give us more thoughts than we could ever have time to think

And this is just a game!
a senseless point
And you will have to play!

We're both bigger than both sides
Of an environment this size
Huffing life cycles for a bliss high
Get devoured by God
Then talk to me about right or wrong
You can't see the wheel when it's the same wheel you're spinning on

It's like microscopic spit
Spoiled out by roots
Rotted out by ancestors
Second after laughter
Gets the better part of my love
Excuses of a former life

And that's not all of it!
There's a decrepit little figure of a mother in a God
And it's pushing your heart against your will
It's pushing your heart against your will