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Howth

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1.
Cooperstown 04:30
My father says every working man Does what he don't wanna and does the best he can So when he reach the end of life he'll get a big surprise Maggie in HR call me on the phone Tell me that my job don't exist anymore When I'm being so easily erased I wish the bitch had told me to my face My baby be one year old today Been about the same time been going without pay When my old lady sends pictures of her eyes I barely feel alive There's a radio mast outside of Cooperstown The second tallest thing that man has made The only thing worth noting for miles and miles around I don't think my story ever played The day I fell from its arm
2.
Needles and pins I feel them sticking in my skin Needles and pins I feel them sticking in my skin Is it a sin to outlive your limb? Now that that part of me is gone I can begin to reimagine who I am What was part of me is now lying dead on the floor Heart giving blood to a gift that's giving no more It makes you wonder what else the body has in store What once was me is now lying dead on the floor Needles and pins I feel them sticking in my skin Needles and pins I feel them sticking in my skin Is it a sin to outlive your limb? Now that that part of me is gone I can begin to reimagine who I am There's nothing in coming out of those nerve endings I feel a feeling but it's just pretending My brain ain't getting any message their sending Now that that part of me is gone I can begin to reimagine who I am what makes my body my hands my feet or my head Will there be anything no there will not when I'm dead This isn't a beginning this is only an end What wakes my body my hands my feet or my head Needles and pins I feel them sticking in my skin Needles and pins I feel them sticking in my skin And I will worry when I no longer feel them Just another part of me that's a ghost limb
3.
You're my best imaginary friend You don't exist outside my head And the conversations that we have may not be real But they ain't half bad They make me feel Less sad and alone Like a telephone with someone else on the other end In my dreams we walk the pier I hold your hand you pull me near I kiss the flesh behind your ear And it's so sincere And I have no fear That you'll disappear Cause you were never here And this had to come Even pretend things have an end And the wind blows cold On the soulless soul And my heart's on fire And I cannot breathe You're my best imaginary or real friend You don't exist outside my head And the conversations that we have may not be real But they ain't half bad They make me feel less sad and alone Like a telephone.... And the wind blows cold On the soulless soul And my heart's on fire And I cannot breathe
4.
The white lights up at Bloomingdale's bring me down So down the homeless are fighting and stuff Delighting in violence and silent nights I know they'll never have The hot apple cider at union square makes me sad So sad the worst day I ever had I'm glad I'm not home alone cause I'd be lonelier there still And I don't know about you but I think it's true of all humanity The one place you want to go is the only place you cannot be It might sound sad but I'm quite satisfied with my melancholy Sadness is enough for me More than enough for me The hidden cemetery on 6th and 21st cheers me up I'm so happy there's dead people in this town Not just the ones walking around but dead Portuguese Jews in the ground The hope that someday I'll be a body keeps me going strong Just knowing someday I'll be gone Makes all the things that were wrong suddenly belong And I don't know about you but I think it's true of all humanity The one place you want to go is the only place you cannot be It might sound sad but I'm quite satisfied with my melancholy Sadness is enough for me More than enough for me That's why the white lights up at Bloomingdale's bring me down
5.
David 03:03
I want my own David to kiss It doesn't matter who he is The name alone means quality I want his love inside of me The sun won't shine The moon won't glow The stars won't show The way to go I'll have noone else on my lips I want my own David to kiss His hair is wild and Galway black He lives his life behind his back I write these chords and sing these words My lonesome Bill, his wayword girl The sun won't shine The moon won't glow The stars won't show The way to go I'll have noone else on my lips I want my own David to kiss
6.
Will there ever be anyone who only wants to love and be loved for the sake of that love? I know that it's possible but it's unbearably distant and so near and dear to me I'll go to the ends of the earth I'll deny my self-worth give up all my dreams like a curse And go to every filthy place that you've graced your sweet face and erase every trace of me But tonight as we walk amongst the lights that seldom go out I highly doubt that we'll notice this flickering moment Snuffed out in the prime of this Timeless Square The sidewalk before you adores you like I do it knows that your road can go anywhere But I only live to walk your road beside you a thorn or a thistle stuck in your show I will not trouble thee I will not probably I only want to see what you see I will not interfere please don't you leave me here I will just disappear like the wind But tonight As I look in your eyes and smile with delight I know I might not remember this dying December Snuffed out in the prime of your Timeless Square
7.
Idaho #1 02:39
I can't sleep too many deep thoughts Dragging me out to sea So let's go to Idaho Watch the tall grass grow Cause in Idaho Nobody'll care We'll have everything we need there Hours to spare To stare blankly like two escaped mental patients At tall, tall Green, green Grass You're swimming with sharks, I'm swimming inside my head Wonder if I'll feel peace when I am dead But instead let's go to Idaho Where nobody else is Cause in Idaho Nobody'll care We'll have everything we need there Hours to spare To stare blankly like two escaped mental patients At tall, tall Green, green Grass
8.
Heckscher field #3 is closed forever Or at least the winter months I once saw a game on that field I sat in the back On the sunwarmed bleechers Trading quips with the other girls Whose men played on that field You rotate your bat Three times behind your shoulder And when it came time to swing You sent that ball sailing And your body was moving And your team, it was cheering And your face, it was smiling And for once you were winning Heckscher field #3 isn't closed forever And when the summer comes Let us play a game on that field
9.
Keep me away from the mirror And everything else fragile At least until I'm acting more like a sober, adult person I'm breaking every effort I've made to make myself better Now I'm resigned to ever be that kind of man Noone can Threw my phone out the window Heard the faceplate shatter Scattering names over the plains by the wind And back again I broke my HDTV With a plunger and most of my body Took my foot out of my mouth and put it to work I went bizzerk And what would my family My family have to say If they were to see See me acting this way They'd say he's ok Just keep him away from the mirror And everything else fragile If you can keep him from himself, that's probably best
10.
As I stand on Alexander hamilton's grave I find a way to pass the time Smoke a joint and slowly undo my mind This street was named after a big wooden wall that didn't take that long to fall People think it was concrete, no it wasn't And I'm sure there's a drug test I c(sh)ould be taking I'm breaking many a law I feel like an ice skater on a lake that's melting Or a snowman that's only a carrot nose and buttons after the thaw I am a man of straw As I stand over here there's a cemetery People here are dead buried For a century or two. That's a long time This poor guy died on 9/11, but it's not of that same year It's a hundred years before Before that date was taken and hijacked forever And I'm sure there's a drug test I sh(c)ould be taking I'm breaking many a law I feel like an ice skater on a lake that's melting Or a snowman that's only a carrot nose and buttons after the thaw I am a man of straw I don't have to work tomorrow or the day after that Or maybe never you know But someday I'm gonna run out of student loans My grandma's in the hospital, she's probably dead Cause I don't call my mother and I don't know what she said But I really love my grandma and I'm using her quilt and I hope that she knows this And I'm sure there's a drug test I should be taking I'm breaking many a law I feel like an ice skater on a lake that's melting Or a snowman that's only a carrot nose and buttons after the thaw I am a man of straw My homework's not getting done, I'd rather play this here guitar It's worked for me this far It's a system at least. I play and then I pretend to study. But my teachers are all masters students and they don't care what I do They just want to see themselves through the system They don't make very much, they don't get health insurance or anything And I'm sure there's a drug test I sh(c)ould be taking I'm breaking many a law I feel like an ice skater on a lake that's melting Or a snowman that's only a carrot nose and buttons after the thaw I am a man of straw I only write to sing, I only sing to write And I play guitar in between those things And I can't get a trumpet player if I sold my soul for one A girlfriend, who wants a girlfriend? A boyfriend, who wants a boyfriend? Who wants anything at all Who wants to be big, who wants to be small Who wants to be ugly Pretty people have their problems too And I'm not rich, I am a Christian not a Jew But I wish I was a Jew then I could go to barmitzvahs and get free food And if I was thirteen I would be considered a man I don't think I consider myself a man I'm 25. Oh man that's really depressing. My whole life is window-dressing. I don't mean to make my mother all stressed out But living in new york will do the trick I guess And I think everyone in this cemetery knows I'm high And I think when I left Minnesota I forgot to say goodbye to everybody I've been back 10 times on the holidays and I still haven't said goodbye I still haven't said goodbye. And I think everyone in this cemetery knows I'm doing something illegal They probably think I'm gonna sleep here and stay the night and steal people's clothes How can I steal people's clothes when they're buried/wearing them I'm high. Hello I'm high. Hello I'm high. I went to Hollywood to get some weed. I went to Hollywood to get some weed. I'm not even sure that this is weed. Josh's weed sucks. And i'm sure there's a drug test my mom wishes I was taking And I'm breaking many a law I feel like an ice skater on a lake that's melting Or a snowman that's only a carrot nose and buttons after the thaw I heard the tinman died from the makeup he had on And the guy got asthma, the man of straw And the horses that were colored green... Well they're all dead now. I don't know if it was the makeup or old age but even if it wasn't the makeup those horses would have to be like 1oo years old now I don't think horses live that long. Most people don't live that long. I hope I live that long. I hope I live that long. As I stand on Alexander Hamilton's grave I wonder what he'd say about this song I think he was for peace and I think he wanted us independent And I think he'd be happy knowing that I wrote a song about him
11.
7A 04:01
Your clocks are all telling different times I will go by the slowest one Safe in this bed Safe in this room Safe from the cold of this New York sidewalking life The news is always giving different sides I will go by the accurate one I guess I'm in love, I guess I've got friends I guess it depends on this New York sidewalking life I will meet you at the corner of a random crossstreet random avenue again My folks are always giving bad reviews I will pay attention to the positive ones Pretend that they're proud Pretend I'm allowed to have some fun With this New York sidewalking life I will meet you at the corner of a random crossstreet random avenue again I will meet you at the corner of 7th street and Avenue A The A stands for................. Again.

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released February 5, 2011

All Songs Written by Carl Creighton

Performed by:
Carl Creighton- Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Keyboards, Drums
Blake Luley- Electric Guitar, Bass, Keyboards, Piano, Drums, Background Vocals

with appearances by our wonderful friends:
Rachel Epp- Vocals on "White Lights" "The Wind Blows Cold" and "Alexander Hamilton"
Jesse Newkirk- Vocals on "Needles and Pins" and "David"
Aviva Stampfer- Vocals on "Keep Me Away From the Mirror"
Neil Acharya- Saxophone on "Cooperstown"

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Blake Luley @ 81 Bleecker St in Brooklyn, NY
Additional recording and mixing done by Blake Luley in various other locations in Brooklyn, NY + Plainsboro, NJ + Portland, OR + Boca Raton, FL as well as on planes and trains to and from said locations.

Drawings/sketches up top by Scott Porcelli
Each CD sleeve is individually done by Carl Creighton, Blake Luley, Jonny Leather, or the select few limited edition sleeves done by Ashley Blanton.

Released by Mecca Lecca Recording Co.

*Special limited album sleeves illustrated by Ashley Blanton

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