The Weather Here

by buttercup

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released July 31, 2009

produced by salim nourallah.
recorded october 2008 thru jan 2009 at pleasantry lane studios, dallas, tx. engineered and mixed by salim nourallah, assisted by rip rowan.
tape bouncing by lars goransson.
mastered by jj golden at golden mastering in ventura, california.
art and layout by Chris Sauter. layout assistance by Michele Monseau.

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Track Name: It's In the Way
if my cicatrix could sing
of the dying of the day
of the day
inner milky stars
outer breaches blips on the chart
my little scar with broken guitar might say
“peel me like a little bark
past the dermis to the heart of the pain
i’m only in the way, it’s O.K.”

my my hey hey

when all I know just fades
artifacts remain

it’s in the way it’s in the way
it’s what you hate
it’s in the way
get out of the way

hidden keloid scars outer breaches
rust on the cart
i went walking in the street
where the river meets downtown
i went peeling layers of bark
past the dermis to the heart of the spark
it’s a geography quiz
do you remember where you live?
where you lay
my my, hey hey

when all we know just fades
artifacts remain

it’s in the way
it’s in the way
it’s what you hate
it’s in the way
get out of the way

where the river meets josephine
Track Name: Consensus Chalice
“consensus chalice”

get in the van put on your seat belt
someone’s gonna have to drive
but who are all these strangers in here tonight?

then a german with eyes wet with tears starts to drive
a coup d’etat, teutonic smile
your hands your hips your plunged neckline
watch your back oh watch your back
take a sip and nod off

consensus chalice
consensus eludes us
consensus chalice
you held you passed you stayed
you voted you chose you caved

the road grows ugly
it’s a fact that a faction cecedes
not standing but really leaning hard
on a miserichord

beauty is fleeting but you are perfect
pass the glass for the 13th time
JFK at the free throw line
watch your back o’ watch your back
a fleeting feeling, flimsy trust

consensus chalice
consensus chalice
you held you passed you stayed
you voted you chose you caved

consensus chalice
consensus chalice
you sense this malice
you feel this sky these clouds are unstable
and whatever joy or charm they had
has been replaced with a coup
with a coup
Track Name: Superior
you fall
in two minutes you’ll loosen your grip on the will to live
but think of your kids think
think of your wife as you swim for your life

but it’s so cold
it’s so deep

oh oh oh
superior

the beach is an open suitcase
the sky is a golden watch
you fall in you’re sinking deep going down
losing ground

but she’s so cold
as she sings

oh oh oh
fallin’
oh oh oh
superior

mermen yawn they fiddle with their cellphones
they swim up to someone
winding, now finding new watery clothes

where silence is simply a condition of lake-soaked clothes
Track Name: Destiny
destiny is not what it seems
destiny is fickle
destiny is not what it seems
destiny is fickle

alright if it feels alright
if it feels alright it still could splinter

this diamond is semi-perfect
but this girl is much closer to god
your destiny begins with a kiss
consequences just pick one

alright if it feels alright
if it feels alright it still could splinter

miralcles are miracles
miracles are irreversible
Track Name: I Am a Tiger
if not there oh where does it fit?
stare into blue eyes that flow
from me to you to something newer
lips your hips that shake this room

i am a lion
i am a tiger

je t’aime complet
je suis un petit tigre
with eyes that know
your bath or floor
bed or miserichord
or hands that shake like milk

i am a lion
i am a tiger

everything just changes in a second
everything just changes in a second
picnic! hey! lightning! hey!
picnic! hey! lightning! hey!
waiting, what are we waiting for?

je t’aime
je t’aime
Track Name: Always Alcohol
i need to print some letterhead
that says in advance of my bad behavior
my actions towards you reflect in no way my feelings towards you
you that i love

i need you here by me
not wrecked hurt tossed aside
pushed away by me oh god
please stay this night won’t be as
darkening as those that crack
the ugly nights that break our hearts

of course it was my fault!
always alcohol oh
of course it was my fault
always alcohol oh
just waiting for that bomb to fall

so I apply myself all night
as eyes grow red everything fades to black
i coulda written you a note
i shoulda written you a note
written you a song too
if there’s a song here

pick up truck jail country song
wails across bad TV bad idea now it’s too late
i need you here by me
not wrecked hurt tossed aside
pushed away by me, oh god

of course it was my fault
always alcohol oh
just waiting for that shoe to drop

always alcohol
Track Name: Betta No Betta
can we talk here? i think i need your ear
but if we’re talking low i don’t wanna whisper you know
more like peel off my shirt and show you where it hurts
but if we’re talking down i got a deep sea trench i found
staring into outerspace
like some kinda broken doll
with the pull strings cut i just mutter
“what happened to us?”
what’s happening to us?

oh i think I know
bah-bah

please help me
if you can move me i’m long overdue
wake me shake me
pull my body from this tomb oh

walkin’ down the street with my head slung low
there’s advantage to this stooped vantage you can sweep
up the trash the shit sometimes a treasure trove
picking up a broken doll pull the string watch him sing
a song called “I’m the moon in the teardrop sky”
i’m the wayward son in a mother's eye
i don’t wanna disappear tonight no

but oh here i go
bah-bah

please don't leave me
if you can move me I need to feel you
wake me please shake me
pull my body from this watery womb oh

i’m betta
i’m better since you found me
betta
so much betta
thank you
Track Name: Consolidation
what does this mean to you?
why does it have to be this way?
how are we both supposed to get by?

consolidation

how are we both supposed to get by?
how are we both supposed to live?
and now it's time to say goodbye

consolidation
Track Name: Kite
all day my kite flew up in the sky
tightly pulling its wire from my
chaffed hand to my broken heart
my slowly sinking kite

you whisper that the weight of the soul
is the weight of a mouse
i wait for more
but i’m so at a loss
my hand pulled up to the sky

but before this kite
comes crashing down into the trees
come here and feel
the weight of grief
stand in front of me
and feel the pull and take the strain

all day my kite flew up in the sky
all day my kite
my kite
Track Name: The Butcher
insert a knife tracing the spine it's hard to picture but she's a butcher
it's a delicate form, albeit foreign, of the execution of an execution
you're better off without her kind
i find this operation happens time and again
as the weapon approaches the fin
it's the end

a routine performed with merciless grace by a butcher with the accoutrement
what little she hides the rest is denied by the butcher unable to contend her nature
it's a design forged over time and procedure
a myriad of cadavers lie in her mourning wake
and the more she traipse around your dorsal wing it's the end
Track Name: Madrid, Oh No
i’ve seen this white graveyard sunlight
on a spanish beach on a girl’s bare thigh
i fell for it hoping i’d get in
i’ve sent forth armies north
i’ve clung to pictures of you

please please hurry
we’d better go
whispering hurry
but your eyes just say oh no

me in madrid
oh no no no

that picture is empty of what hit her
what did i leave out?
what is better unsaid?
something bad is about to happen
that’s the way it just goes that way

the train’s departing
perdido
so broken hearted
madrid oh no oh no

me in madrid
oh no no no
madrid oh no
Track Name: Underground
underground so alone
it makes sense to throw dirt on the hurt
but you know it won’t go
plastic phone sits so serene
it makes sense to change a kiss for a hiss
but you know it won’t ring

you’ve got to take easy man
but she won’t let you be
those changes have all come
she won’t let you be
but you know
don’t you know man

underground so damn cold
a flower cannot grow if you mow it too close to the ground
a chamber full burns so damn sweet
when i think of the shot burning hot
it rattles my seams

you’ve got to take easy man
but she won’t let you be
a golden age is gone
she won’t let you be
but you know
but you know man

“it’s your face that i see
and morning’s praise of you is a ghost’s phrase
of the choice filtered thru
the roots of the effacing grass”*
i knew it was you

*W.H. Auden