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A Parable

by The Messenger Flood

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1.
I need the time to explain, all the stains, all the pain caught in my head. We'll burn the cradle a name, it's too late, what a shame, I've lost in the end. If there's a limit to fame, I can't replay, they've forgotten my name, now we're just playing pretend. Oh my god it's insane, all that we've made, what have we made? What have we made? Look what we've made. If there is one thing that I can see, it's that these days we don't seem to be alive in our own heads anymore.
2.
If you would stay, I swear that you would feel better. They say that life has a way of never working out. Oh, we can lay in the grass and watch your garden grow... Higher. Can you see my ghost hanging low? Higher. Just let me know why this treehouse grows. Like a fish without gills I'd drown, like a bird without wings, I'd fall down and the sky would bring me back to you. This machine is just a disguise, a replacement of your eyes. Higher. Can you see my ghost hanging low? Higher. Just let me know why this treehouse grows. She'll hold it underwater and never let it breathe, pull out all the veins until there's nothing left to bleed. It's everything we've wanted and it's everything I need. The treehouse finally grows again, it's growing inside me. Higher. Can you see my ghost hanging low? Higher. Just let me know why this treehouse grows. She'll hold it underwater and never let it breathe, pull out all the veins until there's nothing left to bleed. It's everything we've wanted and it's everything I need. The treehouse finally grows again, it's growing inside me.
3.
Devices 05:43
A silver plate and cutlery, it's dirty and filled with disease. A never ending nightmare scene, can someone tell me what it means? I don't say much in a day, no one's listening anyway. If I die here it will be okay 'cause I think that I die here everyday. You don't see with your eyes, open and close, or stare at the sun. See the thing 'bout your eyes is, they're forged from devices. Merely artificial, you're make believe. You're on your way out, you're on your way out. I built your home in the sea if only to see like me but you don't see a thing. I built my home in the sky if only to breathe one last time or hold it all in. You're on your way out, you're on your way out. The thoughts in this head, the message, spoken, but was it worth it in the end? The last frequency to prove that the king was dead but his kingdom still remained. It seems like we must be on our way out. The thoughts in this head, the message, spoken, but wass it worth it in the end? The last frequency to prove that the king was dead but his kingdom still remained. You don't see with your eyes, open and close, or stare at the sun. See the thing 'bout your eyes is, they're forged from devices.
4.
Moving Parts 03:39
Now, I've got a lot of questions, spit it out. And you've got some explaining, spit it out. It feel like there is something on your mind again. I'm sorry but this is the last time until you get caught up in another one and doubt is creeping in again. But it's just not the time for me to be all right again. With a sigh of relief stemmed from anger and envy, she watched her world disappear and everything to it's ending. With wide eyes at Moving Parts, you left home and I let go of everything inside that I believed. She could hear your footsteps walking away and an imagery of clockwork was all that could be seen. We'll you should have never left this place, you came back like I said you would but now I have nothing left for you here. You never did like the noise and you always said these clocks were more mine than yours but sister, how I needed you here. You abandoned everything we ever worked for and now you will see... With wide eyes at Moving Parts, you left home and I let go of everything inside that I believed. And if you can remember me, then in turn, you'll remember Moving Parts. I'll never understand what it means, you never once slept but you dreamed. you never once slept but you dreamed. you never once slept but you dreamed. And it repeats just like clockwork. And it repeats just like clockwork. And it repeats just like clockwork. And it repeats just like clockwork.
5.
Wildflower 03:32
Float, phantom cosmonaut. Sing your song to everyone who will listen in, they'll break apart the system and relearn the sound. Then in comes the rain, the silent sound of shame. You loved her 'til eternity would hold her in its spiteful arms. Her favorite restaurant, you still visit from time to time. And for the first time, he's all alone. No one to hear his song. Now he's questioning his grace. I'll end my life he'd say. There's no one who can save him now, no words to stay his blade. Everything's quiet now, he'll soon be underground. Just like the seeds that grew her garden beautiful and proud. Evergreen, watercolor paintings in my dreams. You said you wouldn't cry and you meant it. Down on the lake bed, no one can see. So very peaceful, just you and me. Evergreen, watercolor paintings in my dreams. You said you wouldn't cry and you meant it. Baby blue, baby blue's the sky I brought down here for you. I hope you like it, I hear the weathers fine.
6.
Color Me In 03:12
Please, my dear, it only hurts more to watch you cry over me. The stars and the moon are alive in your eyes and tonight they'll guide me home. If only it were me, if only I kept those promises, if only I could take your place. You are my sun and sky and I'll relive every moment wishing for your rain on my skin again. Please, my dear, it only hurts more to watch you cry over me. The stars and the moon are alive in your eyes and tonight they'll guide me home. I remember when, I remember laughing, I remember you called my name. Then followed by your sound, the sky opened and colored you and me and everything came to life. Fleeting moments in temporary life, now everything lacks a color. Fleeting moments in temporary life, now everything lacks a color.
7.
I fell straight through the surface, never to resurface like bones in a well. You can, you can drink from its waters, even holy men's daughters, and I'll never tell. It fares, it fares well with violence, when living in silence you can't hear their cries. And you find, you find me so delightful, think I'm so insightful when I'm telling lies. Come outside and show me all the places you've been hiding from. We can be like animals and tear down everything inside of 'em. Let it free your soul, watch it float away. Replace it with me, replace it with me. Come outside and show me all the places you've been hiding from. We can be like animals and tear down everything inside of 'em. Let it free your soul, watch it float away. Replace it with me, replace it with me. (You believe in everything, you believe in everything I say) Come outside and show me all the places you've been hiding from. We can be like animals and tear down everything inside of 'em. Let it free your soul, watch it float away. Replace it with me, replace it with me. (You believe in everything, you believe in everything I say)
8.
Choke 03:51
He woke feeling pretty down on his luck today, all colorless and washed out. A slow march, then a pause, then he fades away, he fades into the nothing. A bright painting that she hung in her gallery, (There's no home so he's forced back out in the rain) now colorless and washed out. There is nothing inside of me, (It's been years and everything still feels the same) There is nothing. They cut down the tree in the backyard today, the one we carved our names in. I remember how we laughed all our troubles away. But it was damned and was fated to end. Look how he copes with the death, such a tragedy. (There's no home so he's forced back out in the rain) It hits him like a freight train over and over again, those crippling memories. (It's been years and everything still feels the same) Like an angel. But you're no angel to me. I remember back then, you were 23, when you would dance like the leaves and I'd get lost in the trees. But you were taken from me and if I ever got to see you again what would you say to me then? The seasons don't change when you can't see the sun and I haven't felt the summer since you left me. So pull the rope tight, secure the knot, and recite your last words for your angel to see. I remember back then, you were 23, when you would dance like the leaves and I'd get lost in the trees. But you were taken from me and if I ever got to see you again what would you say to me then? I remember back then, you were 23, when you would dance like the leaves and I'd get lost in the trees. But you were taken from me and I will never get to see you again what would you say to me then?
9.
Stains, all around the mind. See them from the inside out and you cry. It starts over again, it's all in your head. In good time the nightmare will end. Sleep, bitter sweet, do you remember what it meant back then? Now you fight to feel alive. One last time now, close your eyes and... Wake up, it's so shallow, oh the doldrums dissuade. But if we breathe simultaneously we might hit the mark. Do the walls hear when you talk to them? You say they're good listeners and that it's easy for the blind. And when your throat clears can you shout out loud? Does it even make a sound? There's no reaction. Chariot, carry me away, tell me everything will be okay. Stains, all around the mind. See them from the inside out and you cry.
10.
A Parable 07:17
Sleepy Eyes, I cannot see, keep me safe inside your window while you comfort me. But we never meant to kill our dreams. Sleepy Eyes, stand close to me, surround me with your presence and your honesty. But we never meant to kill our dreams. Look what you have done, the monarch's killed his son. Now there's no one left but you. Sleepy Eyes, you burden me, lock me high inside your tower, never set me free. But we never meant to kill our dreams. Sleepy Eyes, you've lied to me, poisoned everything I cared for and abandoned me. But we never meant to kill our dreams. Look what we've become, this plan accounts for no one but you and your selfishness. Sleepy Eyes, look what we've made, our own design, a treehouse in me. But those sleepy eyes are made from machines. Sleepy Eyes, we're lost in clockwork dreams and, Sleepy Eyes, you are evergreen. You color me in everything. Sleepy Eyes, you once danced like the leaves and replaced your trees harboring spirit with me. Now, Sleepy Eyes, breathe with me. Sleepy Eyes, abandon me.

credits

released May 17, 2017

Jason Roschbach –– words, vocals, guitar
Steve Bacas –– guitar
Chris Peters –– drums
Derek Schueler –– guitar
Brian Buchanan –– bass, piano, knives

Shaun Gold –– laughs, clocks, vocals

Benio Baumgart –– guest vocals


Thank you to the Golds and the Pistillis for the use of their clocks.


Album art by Joe Cosentino.


Recorded at NOVA Studios in Staten Island, New York.

Produced, engineered, & mixed by The Jerry Farley.

Mastered by Maor Applebaum at Maor Applebaum Mastering Studios.

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