Finish Ticket
“All I Want For Christmas Is You”
THIS EXISTS AND IS FABULOUS
YOU GO BABY BAY BAND, YOU GO. FOUR FOR YOU FINISH TICKET, GOOD FOR YOU FINISH TICKET.
do not waste your time with people who think they’re too good for pop music
WORD
THIS SONG YOU GUYS.
Wow the pre-chorus, chorus, 2nd verse especially. Just this song holy crap. Really the last 3 songs on this album hit me hard. God I love this band.
(Source: Spotify)
Album Lyrics
Collisions
I saw Death sitting waiting at my front door,
he said “it’s been such a long road, but now it’s time to come”
so I packed my bags made my way to the door
said no goodbyes, just I’ll see you soon
when we become stars….
Death and I walked through the town I grew up in
and laughed at the times that we almost met
but fate had it’s way and the timing was perfect
from years, to the months, to today
please hold your applause
I’ll see you all real soon
when we become stars…
Welcome all to the end of the world
where time is cheap and the seasons stay
for as long as they want, there’s no reason here to leave
so take a seat, sit back, enjoy the show
Near Misses
Race the sun on my way
through canyons and the dessert states
feel a strong disconnect, I’m an old soul caught in the modern age
put my life on my back, wear fingerprints as jewelry
keep my heart safe at home, my body at sea, my past in the ground
Put revenge down to rest
its a lost cause, call it a dying breed
put no faith in a Church, in only myself
and the love that I keep
You can’t catch a satellite
You can’t save what you kill
Stay where you are
don’t follow…
Meditations in an Emergency
Sing them a song and they will listen
to the words that can’t say themselves
say what you want there is no shame
in the truth, the ugly truth, we’re the same
but it’s all sounding the same to me
Hope for a sign that you’re someone
worth the time worth the money spent
when judgement day comes will you
stand and sing the words they want
(hey) it’s all sounding the same to us
it’s all sounding the same to us
with no secrets left to keep
I swear I’ll find a away to sell my skin
if you let me
Dream, Like I Do
Tonight we raise the dead
and ask them how the underground is treating them
should we all just burn like stars?
stars that hang over head.
Could you set yourself on fire?
could you shoulder all the blame?
all my friends at the bottom
know where I am coming from
all my friends at the bottom
know where I am coming from
To hell with dying young
I’ll stay until death drags me out
kick and scream, give me one more
day to find the meaning of the life that I have lead
life that I have leave
Could you set yourself on fire?
could you shoulder all the blame?
all my friends at the bottom
know where I am coming from
all my friends at the bottom
know where I am coming from
They don’t speak at all
don’t speak, like I do
they don’t dream at all
don’t dream, like I do
St Peter (Better Than Yours)
Peter stands outside his gate
when I arrive from endless sleep
he says I have some time to wait
when I ask he answers “someday”
He’s got too much on his mind
to give a damn about me
I took for granted all the things that I was fortunate to have
like my family and my friends
I slept in late until the sun was almost dead and gone but
what was I supposed to do
I had too much on my mind
to give a damn about you
I kept myself from giving in
with thoughts of my father
in Heaven doesn’t want me there
then why should I bother
He’s got too much on his mind
to give a damn about you
I’ve got too much on my mind
to give a damn about you
We’ve got too much on our mind
to give a damn about you
Carry
The church bells in Paris are ringing out
they’re singing your song
as the world sleeps tonight
we’ll be staying up
singing…
Come name our daughters and sons to be,
the places we’ll go
and as the world the turns to dust
we’ll be staying up
singing…
I’ll be a better man then I’ve been before
I promise you that
and as the world falls apart we’ll be staying up
We will carry on
all alone
carry on
Hollow Grounds of London
Two months abroad from France to Spain
counting the stops to Madrid
in London I found no hollow ground
to lay and rest my restless bones
someone explain what am to do with all these trips around the sun?
if life’s not a game, love’s not a war
what am I hear to do?
Make no mistake I am on the mend
stitching the seams where they tear
from hospital beds I sent my best
“stay exactly who you are”
We collide like God and the stars
we set fire to the sun
with no end in sight
with no goal in mind
we will never be
we will never be alone
True Enough to be Interesting
They talk a little more with every step
that I take down that road that I’ve been on so long
far too long
and their eyes roll a little more with every word that I write
that shows them who they are, they really are
so burn every bridge that you cross
so you never go back again
the hardest part is moving on
take that first step won’t you
(you’ve been feeling lost living under the gun)
before they take everything that you are
everything that you could be
at the top the bottom doesn’t look so bad
but when you’re at the bottom the top looks
impossible to reach
take my bones throw them to the wolves
I won’t feel a thing (feel a thing)
take my soul and give it to the poor
I don’t need a thing (need a thing)
going back and forth in this state of mind
Ambien
Heaven and Hell aside
you could of saved me if you tried
a lithe bit more I’ve been told
keeping myself above ground
with nobody else’s help
it’s been a long road I know
I’ve been a long road I know
Sleeping with my eyes wide open
I’ve been keeping tabs on all my friends
who I’ve loved then lost or lost to love
but I keep telling myself “it’s the same if your young
or if your old”
burry me quickly or I promise I will find a way
to take you down with me cause you would
take a life so you could stay
and it’s long way back, but I needed
to say…
“the view from the top is much better than the bottom”
The Economist
I’ve run out of pages
no room for words to grow
and take on a meaning
for someone to call their own
Excuse my advances
I can’t control my tongue
it’s hard pressed and desperate
to break free and see the world
if I had the answers here
would you really want to know?
was all of this worth it?
does anyone care at all?
My favorite band is probably cooler to their fans than your favorite band. also they are my favorite band! i haz a favorite band!
mostly also very excited to listen to this killer record and learn all the lyrics. gonna be sweet. everyone go buy this record.
Thank you all for your support! Our album is out meow. #tearsyouapart #meowmixCD #catpuns
K Sera, Finish Ticket, Brighten
All release new LPs today. All the California bands!!!
things i love (regardless of previous mood)
- when derek sends me music links (especially if it’s a link to a band that someone else has already told me to listen to)
So I am never on tumblr anymore but had 10 mins downtime so went to check your tumblr, other half of team awesome. and on fb the other day when you liked the hrvrd tour i was kind of confused because i didnt think you listened to them and now i know you did.
also nice tags. appreciate it. do not doubt me. 1D to hrvrd i know whats up.
Daniel Smyers being a sexy motherfucker
Kayla, this is for you…
… Dan Smyers…. of Transition (ex-Transition I guess)?
Is he relevant again? I always liked his voice and wondered what happened to him…
(Source: Spotify, via isolatology)
Story of my life.
For some reason I am always skeptical of From Indian Lakes songs being acoustic… I always think it will lose something, and every damn time I am proven so so wrong. It doesn’t lose anything, it instead expresses a different side of the story that was perhaps overshadowed before.
Moral of the story: never doubt from indian lakes/trust in the boys from indian lakes




