LUSH

by Con Tex

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Whitehaus Family Record

Recorded April 2012 @ The Whitehaus, Jamaica Plain, MA

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released 08 December 2012
Produced, Mixed, & Mastered by Morgan Shaker

Con Tex - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Morgan Shaker - Electric Guitar
Pancho The Kid - Mandolin
Kate Lee - Electric Bass
Arkm Foam - Drums

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Jimmy Hughes - Organ (Track 1)
Modular Synth (Track 4)
Lenora Symczak - Recorder, gadgets (Track 4)
Everybody - Dream Chaos (Track 4)

Album Art by Ronnie Nordac

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tags: devotional cosmic american noise experimental psych-country Boston

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Track Name: Little Boy Lost
Someday soon I'm gonna pack up
I'm gonna leave it all behind
I'm going in without a backup
Lord only knows what I might find

You can take my money, 'cause I won't need it
Where I'm bound I cannot tell
I won't be back 'til I'm defeated
Or 'til there's nothing left to sell

I can't sing or speak or even form a sentence
I guess it must have slipped my mind
And don't be fooled by what you might think's my repentance
I might be fucked up but I'm fine

And tell Louise that it's not her fault
Johanna came and now I'm gone
The grass is greener past the asphalt
I'll know I'm there when I belong

Please don't try and understand me
And I won't text or write or call
And all these lifelines that you hand me
I'll pass them by in my free fall

And I can't guarantee that I'll survive the landing
To tell the truth, I barely care
I just can't complete these tasks that you're demanding
You turn to me and I'm not there
Track Name: The Waiting
I called you last fall
and you said you'd let me know
You said you're word was your bond
and girl, I sure hope so

'Cause the waiting
almost makes you never want to start
Oh, the waiting
is the hardest part

I know the snow will melt in the Spring
but now it covers everything
I wait for you to call
The snow don't melt at all

'Cause the waiting
almost makes you never want to start
Oh, the waiting
is the hardest part

I wait so long to bring you flowers
Outside your door, I watch the hours turn to days
Turn to weeks,
turn to months
turn to seasons

You called me last night
and I almost let it ring
I felt those cliche butterflies
in my everything
You said you thought about it
oh, so many nights
And after all that time
you still don't think it feels right

I wait so long to bring you flowers
Outside your door I watch the hours turn to days
Turn to weeks,
turn to months
turn to seasons

Oh, the waiting
almost makes you never want to start
Yeah, the waiting
is the hardest part
Track Name: Happiness Happiness
Happiness happiness stay with me
I'm done with this thing called misery
I don't know how much more clear I can be
Oh, happiness happiness stay with me

Loneliness loneliness don't be my friend
I don't want to see you when the evening ends
Hope you get the message I'm trying to send
Oh, loneliness loneliness don't be my friend
Track Name: Go Home
I woke up one day, shook my clock
at the wailing of my morning cock.
I sat up, bemused by the dawn
and yawned a stair to climb upon
- saluting the dawn with my piss
I resist the urge to live like this
and to never have control
Oh, by where will I go?

I hopped a train to Mexico,
it kicked me out in Buffalo.
The fleece I packed was packed with ice
suffice to say it shan't suffice
Oh lord, and where else could I be?
In Buffalo it's 22 degrees.

And I thought
"Go home
The seed you've sown, it hasn't grown
Make peace
You've got to keep the past deceased,
don't let the cold wind through your fleece."

I broke into an old hotel
and slept where fallen women fell
so many years before, but now
the shit that stains the floor is brown
Oh lord, and just then I heard a sound
it turned my whole life around
'cause my whole life just then was all I saw
and all I saw were lucid, painted walls

The walls before my eyes removed
revealing frozen prostitutes
- the victims of the skies, their eyes
disguised the vice to idolize the skies to thaw the ice and rain.
I hopped on the very next train
and rode the whole way home.
In the hookers' eyes, a vision I'd been shown

And it said
"Go home
the seed you've sown, it hasn't grown.
Make peace
you've got to keep the past deceased,
don't let the cold wind through your fleece
...you'll freeze."

I used to have these awful dreams,
Where things I saw weren't thing I'd seen
Track Name: Down In Denver
Down in Denver, down in Denver
all I did was die
Made the rounds and heard the sounds
and always with a sigh
For the dreams I was not dreaming
of the life I didn't live
Froze my soul, and worse the cold
began my southern drift
The sky that seemed so transcendental
made me feel alive
Down in Denver, down in Denver
all I did was die

It's a wicked fate awaits the town
that cannot see the sky
The mountains loom so menacing
that no one dares to climb
And without a greater altitude
a man sees just his own hands' work
And through his narrow-set perception
he has to hope his ladder works
'Cause a man can spend his whole life climbing
and never reach the sky
Down in Denver, down in Denver
all I did was die

I tried to take the high road
but it trapped me in the town
And though on top of Rocky Mountains
confusion laid the ground
So I cursed the road that led me here
and cried upon the peak
And experiment in meditation
with no nirvana reached
A stranger in the void became
and unrelenting eye
Down in Denver, down in Denver
all I did was die

My shirt, it warmed my heart and so
I took it off in spite
"For if I'm dead," I told my head,
"I'll make it through the night."
And though I froze without my clothes
my thoughts were with the sun
And from the peak of desolation
my freedom had begun
So I ran right down the mountain screaming,
laughing through the death
And when I reached the bottom
I had to catch my breath
And though I died in Denver,
my spirit, it survived
Down in Denver, down in Denver