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Trajectories

by The Paper Sound

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1.
Empty Chest 02:43
EMPTY CHEST God, i tried to get it right this time what did i find? that i don't have the might the golden gates with golden steps that golden feet have caressed many times i've tried to walk that path the way to life away from death but lost my sight and lost my breath i'll press on with empty eyes and empty chest
2.
Broken Smile 03:32
BROKEN SMILE so this is living what would you say? this place where everyone hopes there's another way than seek our pleasures journey through pain maybe we'll find something to wash away our stain and with these broken bones rejoice i can still draw near with hope that limps and a broken smile can good still come from this life so is it working what would you say? we put on our mask, live out the perfect charade to guard the wound and appease the pain preserved for the lonely spaces between our days or with these broken bones rejoice i can still draw near with hope that limps and a broken smile can good still come from this life though i know i'm to be grateful for the things that knocked me down i've not been able to shake my aversion to standing on the ground and i think i've got the fight to go another round but i swear i'd give it up if i could just hear the sound of your voice with these broken bones rejoice i can still draw near with hope that limps and a broken smile can good still come from this life good will still come from this life
3.
LIVING IN COUNTRY there was a time where we all were content living in country barrels loaded, bellies full, money spent living in country neighbors, daily bread living in country citizens content living in country if context is all we have how do i walk the path to arrive where you stand we claim brothers hand in hand but if needed one will be painted a villain someone told me that living in country wasn’t quite what i thought and it upset me in a free open market how could anyone choose something that causes harm when society protects marketing only things that are profitable stare at the light til it burns out your eyes their existence has not aided sight everything is life or death living in country ignoring our neighbors breath living in country nothing on my side could be for profit living in country We are the altruists i am convinced living in country living in country living in country
4.
FIND YOUR VOICE life has silenced you in so many ways you just don't know what to say and when finally you found your voice your voice found me and it took me a moment to remember how to breath as i searched for the light in your face and in that moment some things became clear to me with reminder scars to trace communication is how we should connect pending message determines effect we blow the bellows and the ship will set sail navigate and impale and it took me a moment to remember how to breath as i searched for the light in your face and in that moment some things became clear to me with reminder scars to trace we analyze, but seldom give rightful place to history that's drawn lines on your face behind those lines is a road that winds through pain blacked out to keep from living day to day remembering and it took me a moment to remember how to breath as i searched for the light in your face and in that moment some things became clear to me as clear as the lines on your face
5.
THICK AND SLOW when i was alone i thought about it i thought long about it cause when you're alone you've got time there time is on your side at first swallow the pill is bitter the pill is bitter and you know that pains sure to come you'll bleed til your hollow but there's no other way to go so when you're alone you should think about it you should think long about it or you can ignore your darkening shadow that's closing all your doors everyone knows facades run shallow but make us thick and slow and i will admit i'm getting tired of putting on a show it's ok to be broken you haven't lost your value
6.
Worn 04:05
WORN in our ignorance we fail to see that our sun drenched present becomes yesterday and the beauty we look past unacknowledged takes another path and there is no one to blame but that is the sorrow we try to avail running away from the place we failed and the bittersweet beauty held in your face it takes me back to the place that i long for the place that could have held your healing and now i long for change that we cannot create because in our ignorance we fail to see our beauty is scarred but worn and the well intentioned speed with which we embrace has resulted in trajectories that none can trace
7.
CRUMPLED LOVE what's the potential loss hopes, dreams, feigned ability while below a mass of unfortunates dream of the things we take for granted and this crumpled love worn from being too many times tucked away the lines are fading oh mother, i struggle to remember the rhythm a melody too often unsung i am pulled and yet crushed these broken fingers strained but brothers tell me what have they done we all miss the perfection of youth strength of ideals but we got caught up in life and somehow forgot how to be our brothers keeper and this crumpled love worn from being too many times tucked away the lines are fading oh mother, i struggle to remember the rhythm a melody too often unsung i am pulled and yet crushed these broken fingers strained but brothers tell me what have they done unfold your crumpled little love retrace the lines once written there my brothers I'm broken my fingers they struggle please tell me what have we done oh mother I struggle my brothers they're broken someone tell me something can be done
8.
I Still Pray 04:54
I STILL PRAY breath into silence all the things i don't have the strength to say carried in the folds of existence keep walking but I can't help remembering my prayers were not enough to pull you out from the ground where we laid you down and a thought of it is too many for this finite mind arms were too heavy to lift an empty burden but we tried and tried not to find the essence of hope that would carry us while remembering our prayers were not enough to pull you out from the ground where we laid you down and if given strength i would rip stars from sky just to destroy something else you said seeds can move mountains so how is it we are left beholding bereft now our hope's been corrected but it doesn't feel like i thought it would and I'm much too practical i confess but I've gotta do something before this heart splits my chest from remembering my prayers were not enough to pull you out from the ground where we laid you down and this present space is crushing me in your absence
9.
SPLINTERED EYE all my kicking, all of my fight all my days and all of my nights all my righteousness, all of my light i cannot get it right such a thing anyone can create confusing twisted humble state i look for eyes but lack the sight wounded vision, failing flight it was me or it was you but from the tear this chaos grew i fear it's fury exceeds my might i fear it's darkness will steal my light such a thing anyone can create confusing twisted humble state i look for eyes but lack the sight wounded vision, failing flight sometimes the eyes upward can pierce they can part the atmosphere but clarity's quick to leave the mind distraction is an easy find what gaze can lock sincere i cannot abate the fear when all of time has come to pass the mark was missed, alone at last all this, all this, all this is showing my heart, my heart, i keep on throwing against the wall, into the sky polluted, splintered, moistened eye
10.
well the light's are all off and the people have gone home and now you're alone at the bar with a drink in your hand and no one night stand wondering who the hell you are the view from here isn't so clear with intentions, ideals all but shot deluded success, well it feels like a mess when you get there, just what have you got? so drunken sailors, accountants and tailors factory man, waiter come on let's pour one out, without a shout and whisper a prayer for hope that we could be a bit less common less prone to the sins of man and lighten the load of pains untold before the world spins around again so drunken sailors, accountants and tailors factory man, waiter come on let's pour one out, without a shout and whisper a prayer for hope

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The third full-length album from Detroit's "The Paper Sound" (moody, Americana-influenced indie rock).

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released April 18, 2014

The Paper Sound
"Trajectories"

Phil Kinney: Vocals, guitar
John Miller: Bass
Nate Sjogren: Drums
Josh Wheeler: Guitar, keys, synth, percussion

Additional Musicians:
Matt Brown: Lap steel guitar ("The View From Here")

Words and music by Phil Kinney
Arranged by The Paper Sound

Produced, engineered, mixed and mastered by Josh Wheeler at Fitter, Happier Studios... (Trenton, MI)

Published by Fitter Happier Studios (ASCAP)

Cover design by Gray Monkey Studios

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Indie guitar rock is dead. Long live indie guitar rock.

The Paper Sound hail from the outskirts of Metro Detroit, playing a brand of guitar-driven indie rock reminiscent of Pedro the Lion or The Weakerthans, with touches of Americana via Neil Young/Richard Buckner, and Nada Surf/Built to Spill power pop. ... more

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