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Into

by Bow & Spear

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1.
Paper Tones 03:16
Come back and stay, a notion much too much to entertain A fluid coconstitution and reflect the illusion Insane, erased, in the comingled melodies across your face Endless interims lounging in the steeps of a drowned ring I had a feeling that my breeding was a clock clicking down, I made a deal when I was too diffused to cry or to crown An amnion so wound I can't cut it with sound Pull back, stray away, greedily consume through somatic states And it just so happens I can match your dispassion Come back, flood away, navigate the circuits to the surface break The method's endured, I'm sure, for all its virtue Cut it, cut it
2.
Doubtless 03:18
Everything is forgiven The ecstasy you take in ruin The closeness there rescinded And I'm indebted as you've given I made a game that I can't win But if you'll play then I'll join in My interests are sized to fill your distance, Still concern cultivates indifference And I'm banking on your apathy Cause it's so hard to just believe That what you do is how it's seen And it's already an overreach To be the king and queen of bankruptcy You know, you've really grown on me It won't last As nothing ever will Accept this And doubt it Doubtless he's with dull dispassion for any gift that sticks with traction, you know how quick the grit can get ingrained Doubtless she is clear as mirrors, better this than to have seen her, you know you wear it on your face for all your style Your gifts and wiles You wear it plain A sore, a stain
3.
Another swelter season is due to thaw the stagnant and break the cool And the streets seep blue and bled like molten fountainheads And if the whistling key is tuned, they will come craning to view We can harvest all our contents. We like our young men dead And their sons will inherit their names and ever after remain But if the passage just doesn't fit right, we can defer it a while An imbalance easily maintained, uniquely the same You can inculcate the decay and dig into me the same
4.
5.
Blank Scene 03:45
Here we can stay set against What's outside our influence Free to disservice, you've earned this The matter's immaterial So hoard everything you can I only owe my enemies Given and safely kept So stale and graceless Remaining so placeless While still situated In one frame The matter's immaterial So hoard everything you can I only owe my enemies And now I'm completely spent Lines unwatched tend to slide And the obligation's defined by the passion you fail to find Half awake, wait for trains, and I still feel I'm another way Like a visitor to my days It's a blank scene It's a blank scene It's a blank scene It's a blank scene
6.
Antrum 06:01
Teach it desire and fear of reprisal And that the slow burn of seething conquers the braying and bleating Teach it to ration and ration and delay and inaction for the moments to act on Lacking antecedents, delayed in the keeping, exercise of restraint, buy out what you can't negate Listless lacking interest, dulled until it's worthless, Say it again, say it again, say it all wrong No urge but aversion, hundred percent surface, thank you for the concern in all of your referrals Dulled until it's grotesque, intimately expressed No, I said it wrong. The key to defile: to bathe within your idols, and routinize survival, too salient to inspire further in the shelter, to sink within the tether of what once would weather Lacking antecedents, delayed in the keeping, exercise of restraint, buy out what you can't negate Listless lacking interest, dulled until it's worthless, Say it again, say it again, say it all wrong No urge but aversion, hundred percent surface, thank you for your concern in all of your referrals Dulled until it's grotesque, too austere to express No, I said it wrong. Adequately governed, nothing left to unlearn, a sect of second nature, to reshape like it's paper. Overarching constraint A wealth of reflex motions as much as you own them, cherished gifts and burdens, known for what their worth is. Repeat where the lack is, lean in first and say it: No, I said it wrong. A clean smoke A hollow Spaces gone solid Threadbare But followed Neck deep in the shallows Places Made sacred By warmth of Associations A white birch A steep stair A vastness of still air In these days There's odd ways To raise words To blank slates My voice To toned breath So empty It offsets Deep in the circuit Where all thoughts are perfect Secret window Erasure that billows, Billows as a clean smoke A hollow Spaces gone solid Threadbare But followed Neck deep in the shallows
7.
Long day My bones Are turning To rust I squint Hard while The sunset fights the dusk I only care about my current family No, no I care about anyone who's met me at all Anyone who's met me at all
8.
Health 03:59
Wealth of nations, drain it Infect and occupy The expectation can belie That you're utterly upended in not being real exceptions to the bagged eye, debt-slave, drone strike, male gaze, medicate compromise. And does it get alright? It's already inside. I'm weightless and sublime, all things fade with time Get back, get back, get back.
9.
Reeling 02:34
Although the recognition of existence's absurdity and the equal validity of alternative perspectives is liberation from the arbitrary line of fascist control, I find that I'm reeling constantly in a universe devoid of any essence and discordant with what I believe to be the needs of the soul. Attachment is resistance.
10.
Void Boy 04:53
I was born with no reaction alight and beset and possessed by absent hands of brute that I couldn't understand I was born askew in the motion, dug heels, rotten seeds inside the dirt, it's a drag when you're being drawn apart Cold torpor and inanimate tides, we met one another in our appetite for dying and said "Alright, I can always stomach the dirt, and stomach some more," and remain invulnerable to the static and safe it means absolutely nothing but more than I can say, and it's alright It's alright if there's nothing to mean Cause I'm a void boy, and I feed on distraction and the thing staring back at me is just white refraction Cause I'm a void boy, and a whale is in the deep and my tongue's reaching to learn other words we'll never speak Sting clinging in the fixtures and tides, though we're much too much embedded and all intertwined in the design of the vacant and the bottomless black to settle at that And now speaking well before when this has all capsized, here will be home for a little while, and it's alright, it's alright to go, either's right Cause I'm a void boy, and I feed on distraction and the thing staring back at me, well it's white refraction Cause I'm a void boy, and a whale is underneath and my head will break and burn on the words we couldn't read Drowned in the deep

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released July 29, 2015

All music and lyrics by Bow & Spear
Bow & Spear is
John Bergman – Drums
Megan Edgin – Bass, vocals
David Ritter – Guitar, vocals

Recorded and mixed by Damian Wiseman at Soapbox Studios in Chicago, IL in March-April 2015
Mastered by Carl Saff
Cover image by Chris Dye
Logo and lettering by Leslie Herman

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Bow & Spear Chicago, Illinois

Chicago grunge/shoegaze/grungegaze.
Born: 2010.
Died: Never. Bow & Spear will never die.

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