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...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead


Информация
Откуда Austin, Texas, United States
Жанры Art Rock
Indie Rock
Годы 1994—н.в.
Лейблы Interscope Records
Merge Records
См. также Mukilteo Fairies
A Roman Scandal
Forget Cassettes
Сайт Website
Состав
Conrad Keely
Jason Reece
Kevin Allen
Jay Leo Phillips
Aaron Ford
Clay Morris
Бывшие участники
Neil Busch
Deanne Rowley
Doni Schroader
Danny Wood



Альбом ...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead


The Century of Self (2009)
2009
1.
The Giant's Causeway
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12.
An August Theme
13.
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The Giant's Causeway

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New horizons, unclaimed land
Await us beyond the walls of our cantonment
(I'll return to the Far Pavilions)
You can't let it get you down
You were raised on the edge
Of this unnamed ghost town
(I'll return to the Far Pavilions)
There, a million far pavilions

Gaze down from up on their heights
Where their eyes, full of wonder, wait to greet you
As you rise, feel the world you know divided up
Above and below

Let the roads lead you back
To those places you lived
Brick fields full of cut glass
(I'll return to the Far Pavilions)
Where the sidewalks strangled you
As you cradled your friend as he died from a gun wound
(I'll return to the Far Pavilions)
Past love and hatred lies our greatness

Gaze down from up on their heights
Where their eyes, full of wonder, wait to greet you
As you rise, feel the world you know divided up
Above and below

. . .


I have made you in my likeness and I have
made you the keepers of my garden
world. As you honor me in kind
I will be grateful but be warned for
I am a jealous God who placed the demons
in hell and the angels in heaven at my side

Set me free, I'll grant your hearts desire
I will share the secrets of the grand
design. Give me daughters, send me
sons. I'll make them all chosen ones
and I will send them out to die. To meet
the angels of death with no fears. No
regrets. I was cast down from
the heights. My blood must pay for
the debt that was made when they left
because of me

And if they taste the blood we'll let them drink
And if they taste the flesh we'll let them eat
And if one asks to be forgiven then
we'll pardon all of them
And if they raze our walls we'll let them in
And if they raise their swords we'll let them hit
And if one asks to be forgiven then
we'll pardon all of them

Let me lead you to the garden world
I will place you at the right of my
fathers hand. As I was tempted
in the wild I crossed from start
'til end of time, and I emerged the
sacred lamb whose blood must pay
for the debt that was made when they
left. As I ascend into the sky I'll free
the angels from hell and place them
in the heavens at my side.

. . .


There, but for the grace of our Gods go you and I
down roads none dare to follow
Sands buried the graves of our former lives
Smile and wave and let them go
To rise above the mires of old days long died
Know they won't come again
Let the years roll in and drown our yesterdays

Time is a scream with no end in sight
as dark as it is cold
Flowing by as we pray for the source to run dry
that we might never grow old
We long to rest our tired bones by our fires
and drink to the days
Let the years roll in and drown our yesterdays

Born on our knees we all long
for a fawn to sooth and calm
And with our arrows, bring her down

Here, let me rest in your loft for a while
before I have to walk home
Through the streets bathed in the light
of a thousand fires
of a cold and angry world
In time we'll reconcile with old days long died
and drink to the days
Let the years roll in, drown our yesterdays

. . .


I was standing on the shore, facing an open Sea
I was listening to the sound of the waves breaking
And I thought of all the words that they were whispering
They it kept changing

I was standing in the midst of the great company
Listening to the voices in ecstasy
And I watched as all creation was sang into being
But it kept changing
And it was changing

And all at once I caught a pulse and felt a rhythm
And I thought of the Song of the Ages
But then the balance slipped and opened up a schism
And I felt like raging

I was staring at the clouds, the rain began to fall softly
Filling up the rivers in Texas
And I thought of you as maybe you're once thought of being
We were changing
And we kept changing

And all at once I saw a hole into the future
And I thought of the Bells of Creation
I heard the voice of God encoded in the music
And I felt like Satan
and I felt like Satan

We were standing on the shore, facing an open Sea
Listening the sound of the waves breaking
And I turned to you and said that we should never leave
But we changed

. . .


Well I had a dream that I'd received a prophecy
Predictions and visions to be written by me
But I didn't want them to come true, I was afraid
So I decided to run away
But what could I run to, where could I go?
If I showed my face, all the angry prophets would know
I ran into the wilderness, ran into the cold
I screamed why, oh why did I ever run away?

Don't disturb those fields of coal
for they may turn into gold
And if they break you, don't let them run away
with your soul

Knights in white lighting shot out of the remote
They said stand and be reckoned, I begged please, let me go
They said uh-uh, no way, you've gotta come true
We can't let you run away

But I was taught by my mother not to do as I was bid
I always tried to do good but I was just a bad kid
They kicked me out of their schools, they didn't like
what I did
And since then I've always been a little runaway

Don't disturb those fields of coal
for they may turn into gold
And if they break you, don't let them run away
with your soul

I had a dream that I was an alien
And in a ship of white diamond I was encircling the sun
But the ship lost control, I got too close and I couldn't turn away
The force of its gravity sucked my right in
But it didn't burn solid like the other suns did
Inside was a stage and they wanted me to play
I screamed why, oh why? Would you just let me run away?

Don't disturb those fields of coal
for they may turn into gold
And if they break you, don't let them run away
with your soul

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Stay calm, stay calm
Relax your limbs, gently float to Earth
Hear the laughing of the Inland Sea
And know your mind is where you're meant to be

Wake up, wake up
Remind yourself exactly who you were
Is the price you've paid to live this little dream
worth the pain you've been suffering?

The only way out is to go up

Take up your arms
Prepare yourself to face the whole world
Don't ask your friends for faith or company
They're none of them who they pretend to be

The only way out is to go up

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It hit my mind, it came to me
In order to live it's got to be freed

And all I want
is this grace undone
it's haunting my head now
like a prodigal son

Like a dog tired sage
you know I couldn't wait
I want to set this place aflame
Frame by Frame

A lingering vision burning my
memory
A scorching scene dying by the sea

Like a dog tired sage
you know I couldn't wait
to set this place aflame
Frame by frame

It didn't take long
to see it gone
Look at what I've done
I've seen it, I want to feed it
Burn it down and just free it
I need it now
I need you right now

Night descends, the fires rage
through the morning light

It hit my mind, it came to me
In order to live it's got to be freed

. . .


Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side
from an only child for the first fourteen years of life
All the pictures they were never seen and never heard from

I'm standing with Eric and Mom outside of Taj Mahal
Convinced that I am gonna be a writer and a movie star
I've a picture of dad here sitting, hair down to the ground
Bright all the eyes of the family now dead and gone

We've played games of fate and chance
We were caught and made to dance
Sold our souls to slavery
Lost our way and prayed for death

I took the pictures and the camera dropped them in the sand
I wore a Micky Mouse hat on that day: Disneyland
I was crying at the camera, lying about my life
Bright all the lifes of the family, bright all the eyes
Bright all the eyes of the family on the other side

We've played games of fate and chance
We were caught and made to dance
Sold our souls to slavery
Lost our way and prayed for death

. . .


Curse this insatiable weakness of ours
that crawls through us ever so slight
and dulls our sensations as deep as they are
They're born in the blink of an eye

Life deviates from the paths that we're on
flinging us off to the side
We find ourselves broken and our friends all gone
They're gone in the blink of an eye

. . .


From a crashing light
I was forced awake
Clutching bloodshot eyes
Wide & afraid
Stark impressions of a
vague translucent day
Distorts the room in a lazy way
A stubborn case of the young man's blues
Has gotten me scouring the streets for you
Where shattered souls and cheated hearts
Descent into a Bedlam of scars

Parading past ancestral skulls
through calloused and bruised urban sprawls
Hot sweat pours down a sunlit road
where life and death meet and explode
What can't be ignored and
can't be explained
I captured in a song's refrain
Each fear I forced on to a page
I read the word and choked with rage

After the war we left the dead on the shore
But their screams and cries still haunt us wherever we go
Our little boat caught in the ebb and the flow
on the seas of wine where time has but forgotten us

Donde está el oro, donde están los heroes?
Donde estaba el dia del sol para ellos?
Where is the gold? Where are all our heroes?
Where is that day of sun that we have waited on?

Thrown by the wreck into the Eye of the Storm
We cling to life though the gods have all abandoned us

Are forced to be in the wrong place
Being forced to fit
being forced to taste
misguided moments I was caught
by the sound of a bell
on a police car

The scars, fresh upon my hands
The child emerges a new born man
Vandals, Martyrs, ragged purist stands
Eyes wide like saucers rake the land

. . .

An August Theme

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Mourn as a nation, rule as a mob
Kill for an insult so slight
The further they plummet, the blinder they are
each one believing they're right

I'm the monster, I exist
On this summit I am lost
On its slopes I've seen
the world as she was meant to be seen

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