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Art by Bridget Davis

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released 20 September 2011
Sam Friend - Guitar, Vocals
Derek Fairholm - Pianos
Brian Tate - Bass
Arturo Garcia - Drums, Melodica, Bg Vocals Bedlam
Bridget Davis - Bg Vocals High Hives

Find Fine Light, High Hives, IMUR
Produced by Ben Lindell
Bedlam Produced by Albert Ovadia
On A Plain Produced by Luke Moellman

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tags: brooklyn, new york, usa folk post folk Miami

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Track Name: Find Fine Light
Woke up in a womb
Woke up in a womb
Raised an anchor or two
To race ships in a shell

Woke up in a womb
Woke up in a womb
How do ya'll do
Yeah do ya'll let loose

It's great to greet you

Red eye liquid types
Falling by the wayside
Find FIne Light
Stay alive
Meet me by the candlelight
We'll fly, in the dead of night

My ice sculpture
Sleeps in the dessert
My tarot cards
Beam broken hearts
I heard you falling for another boy
through the noise
We drank giveaway Grolsch
Through the throat

You're favorite starts
Hang outside my favorite bar
Wave the cover for her
They know me here, I know the bouncer
Such a familiar face but
His name escapes me
It's selective memory

Just me and my fantasy
Here heightened reality
Goes oh so quietly
It's just such
A quiet leap

Red eye liquid types
Falling by the wayside
Find Fine Light
Stay alive
Meet me by the candlelight
We'll fly, in the dead of night
In the dead of night
Find Fine Light
So survive
Just survive

So survive
Find Fine Light
So survive
Just survive
Track Name: Bedlam
Are you a martyr? Are you a martyr?
 Just like me. Just like me.
Are you a martyr? Are you a martyr? 
Just like me. Just like me.
Just like me. Just like me. Just like me.

Red book textiled Bedlam bleeding Freud writing and reading
Don’t call me lover. Don’t call me lover
Bedlam’s bleeding Roark’s sketching on Nietzsche
Don’t call me lover. Don’t call me lover
No no no. Don’t call me lover

Down. When the sun comes up.
In the middle of the day.
Down. When the sun comes up.
In the middle of. In the middle of.
Down. When the sun comes up.
In the middle of the day.
Down. When the sun comes up

Sometimes it’s gold
Sometimes it’s coal
Sometimes it’s gold
Sometimes it’s coal

Are you a martyr? Are you a martyr? 
Just like me. Just like me.
Are you a martyr? Are you a martyr? 
Just like me. Just like me.
From head to soles
Bedlam‘s bleeding over writing and reading
Don’t call me lover. Don’t call me lover
You’re dadadamned if you do – even if you want to.
Don’t call me lover. Don’t call me lover
No no no. Don’t call me nothing

Down. When the sun comes up.
In the middle of the day.
Down. When the sun comes up.
In the middle of. In the middle of.
Down. When the sun comes up.
In the middle of the day.
Down. When the sun comes up

Sometimes it’s gold
Sometimes it’s coal
Sometimes it’s gold
Sometimes it’s coal
Sometimes it’s gold
Sometimes it’s coal
Sometimes it’s gold
Sometimes it’s coal
Track Name: High Hives
Honey bee honey baby
I hear your buzz
I see what you carry
But I don't care
Long before I was ever stung
I saw you getting on
And I bit my tongue
Let me tell you a story
That reads like a mystery
Where the killer's a victim
Whose gone but not missing
Gone, not missing

Spreading the seeds into the sea
Sticking to the queen
And migrating east when it ain't too cool

Before we had met you'd bought a Corvette
I pictured it blue but you painted it red
You'd do stupid speeds
I'd scud fast as I could, forward

Honey bee honey baby
Buzz me up please
Said the gnome who spun the gold
See I'm just like you
I go from door to door
Turning water into sugar
The water's to get started
The sugar's to get sharper
Honey bee honey baby
Too sweet to be guilty
Can I hide in your hive?
I'm a man on a mission
To be eaten alive
Ain't it just like men on a mission
To be gone not missing

Spreading the seeds into the sea
Sticking to the queen
And migrating east when it ain't too cool

Before we had met you'd bought a Corvette
I pictured it blue but you painted it red
The last time we'd spoke
You'd gotten that promotion
You'd decided to design
Your own home
I heard from a friend you were a rocket scientist
Flying first class on the next Apollo mission
Traveling light speeds
While I walk fast as small steps can
Forward again

Fast forward and gone
Fast forward but not
Fast forward and gone
Fast forward but not missing
Track Name: IMUR
Down with love
I've had enough
I want you gone
I want you out
Of the picture
We hung at home
I want you gone
I want you out

I'm done with us
I don't wanna
Don't love me none
Don't do no good

Don't love me none
Don't love me some
Don't love me none
Don't do no good

Down with love
I'm sorry hun
I really am
I really am

I am a fool / You are afraid
I was right / I always was
I was a fool / You were afraid
You were right / You always were

Down with her
I'm sorry girl
I loved your stuff
And I always will
And I always will
And I always will
And I always will
And I always will

I'm sorrier
I really am
At least it feels like that

I am a fool / You are afraid
I was right / I always was
I was a fool / You were afraid
You were right / You always were