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There's a lot of people that start an art project and think to themselves, "What's the point? No one's going to give a shit about this, so there's no sense in continuing ." This song's about getting beyond this toxic thinking and making art because it's fun, it can be a very healthy outlet for relieving mental stress, and because it's often the best medium for expressing our inner-worlds. I know that's why I keep pressing forward whenever that shitty sentiment slivers into my head.

As an important side note, I had a lot of fun with this song after the drums kick in because I challenged myself to start off every line with a different preposition. I was very much inspired by one of the most amazing, beautiful songs ever, "Holland, 1945" for this preposition idea as well as for the latter half of the song's overall sound. For the first half of the song, I was inspired by Sundowner's "In the Flicker" as well as Neutral Milk Hotel's "Oh, Comely".

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Take a deep breath in, close my eyes, count to ten.
Makes it feel like the whole world stops.
But i know the world keeps on spinning.
It keeps on...

Despite this arm scrawling out black cries
Marking the pulp within this page but nothing else, that’s what i fear.
But soon these lines fall down and the notes are found.
Makes me feel in control of something.

Listen to this heart pump in my chest.
Feel the pressure build up in my neck.
Pushing for the words to flood my head.
...the right words.

So I find myself picking at the cracks.
Pushing out to get a push back.
Crumble down these walls choking my path;
I wanna swell the empty caverns swirling in my head.

‘cause in a world that takes
I feel that i should give:
To myself, to my friends, to an ear that appreciates
not some trite remark
or another cheap sentiment
but all I have are these chords
and this voice that shakes with every attempt
not to sound too cliched...
But fuck it, I’ll sing and play anyway...

I'll sing and play anyway.

To the faces on my walls
With the birds, amongst the dogs.
Underneath this Van Gogh sky,
In the midst of moonlight.

Throughout the caverns of your head,
Upon the comfort of my bed.
Inbetween inactive days,
Outside your door, until you wake.

Beside the river, near firelight,
Far past the life from which I hide.
Within a tree below the sun,
Despite the cold air inside my lungs.

From above a falling star,
Toward the strings around your heart.
Down the spirals of your ears,
Against the idea that nothing I do will transcend beyond my years.

credits

from Nightly In Aspiration, released June 20, 2013
Ben on drums

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Revisionists Austin, Texas

I wear my influences on my sleeve and I hope it comes out in the music. I know what I like and aspire to write like the bands and songwriters that inspire me while at the same time putting my own personal stamp on the music. In the words of Frank Turner, "I know I don't break new ground, many have travelled this sound, but I try to make it sound like home..." ... more

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