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The Well

by The Dead Century

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1.
Well, I was sitting in an alley somewhere south of Pulaski Steaming in the hot Chicago sun Felt the night before pushing out of every pore Spinning out and throwing up a lung And it didn't seem to matter, I was chasing down transcendence Or getting at a little bit of fun Cause every fleeting high, every toxin that I tried Never got me that much past where I'd begun And all my other friends who were rich enough for rehab Had doctors write them notes for all their pills It's a real fine line between enough and enough to get you killed I got a friend who grew up in Sacramento Fell in love with a girl from Calumet Got a deal on some land in Indiana They got married, and away they went Then one day she runs away with this guy who works in real estate Where they wind up is anybody's guess Now he's down and unemployed somewhere in southern Illinois Tryna save some cash to get himself back West And whether you think love is just some other drug Or some holy, selfless act of the will It's a real fine line between enough and enough to get you killed Well it's ashes to ashes and somewhere in between We chase the little things that help us live our lives Call it a vice, call it a crutch, call it a guilty pleasure Man, none of this should come as a surprise When there's so much disaster chasing after peace or power Or plunder, or some other precious prize What's left to say, at the end of the day It's a miracle that anyone survives And I don't claim to be perfect, man, far from it But at this point, I think I know the drill It's a real fine line between enough and enough to get you killed
2.
I go down Seventh Watch my reflection in the windows as I stumble by Searching hard for a sliver of a history A glimmer that I recognize Get it all out now But it always stays inside instead I've been screaming in the canyons downtown But the buildings got the same reply This place feels haunted Ever since we went away I know it was home for a while But now it's just an exit on an interstate Turn the radio up So loud that I can feel it burning in my bones Try to conjure up the spirits from the city That are better off just left alone As if streets want to remember As if a house could ever know that you had called it home As if the sentiment of permanence outlasts The indifference of glass and stone This place feels haunted Ever since we went away I know it was home for a while But now it's just an exit on an interstate This used to be more than Gas stations and out-of-state license plates Thought it was something more But now it's just an exit on an interstate Find our old spot by the river And I dive into the water cold and black Hold my breath and let the current pull me forward But I can't get the feeling back After all that's happened Have we covered this much distance since I saw you last Is it true that our memories are certain Or do we all just invent our past This place meant something Long before we went away I know it was home for a while But now it's just an exit on an interstate Is this all that I have now A handful of stories tethered to a time and place Thought it was something more But now it's just an exit on an interstate Now it's just an exit on an interstate Now it's just an exit on an interstate
3.
Realign 03:16
Maybe this is only just a moment of doubt But I've been running circles for what feels like forever And nothing has seemed to work out Maybe it's a false alarm But how'd the hell it get this far When even my best plans are failing and falling apart Maybe getting old just got the better of me But now I'm only fighting for a couple of bucks And a full fucking night of sleep You know what's got me terrified I kinda like the nine to five I kinda like predictable numbness and fluorescent light Am I really gonna spend the rest of my life Running down a realigned dream Bleeding out a moment into dull compromise God, whatever happened to me A little unsteady and a little uptight But don't you dare tell me I act like I don't care 'Cause I'm afraid maybe you're right I never thought it'd go this way Caught in a waiting room with no escape Just caught in this blind holding pattern, suspended in space Am I really gonna spend the rest of my life Running down a realigned dream Living out a moment into dull compromise God, whatever happened to me Every day I'm feeling like I'm less of myself I'm pulling apart at the seams Swear I used to answer to nobody else God, whatever happened to me Am I really gonna spend the rest of my life Running down a realigned dream Turning bad excuses into self-serving lies God, whatever happened to me Every day I'm feeling like I'm less of myself I'm pulling apart at the seams Swear I used to answer to nobody else God, whatever happened to me
4.
Soft Focus 03:15
No point in adding to the sad romantic canon The melodies are dull and the rhymes are pretty dismal Anyway, I was never good at writing love songs You know I'd rather keep the happy songs in hymnals But lately I've been stuck inside a sequence Of disorienting blur and so far, it's never-ending You know I'm used to coloring in these sharp, jagged lines But this feeling seems to spill on over everything Don't think that I can't recognize the patterns There's a spark, and then it starts, and then the whole thing falls apart Until the only thing left certain Clichéd collapses, closing curtains But lately I've been cutting this to pieces Looking hard at every angle to defend this Just pull the filters off the lenses 'Cause right now all it does is blend into Soft focus Soft focus Well they say that when Samson met Delilah There was fire, there was passion, there were sexy mullet haircuts You know it ended on a sour note A little violence and despair but You know I'm not sure if that kind of thing still happens And if it does, well I never seem to notice But I know whenever you're involved Well the whole scene dissolves into Soft focus Soft focus
5.
Victims of the longer days Drifted slowly in a humid haze Tired, taking triple of The recommended dose Cigarettes and restlessness You were twisted in a timeless sense A 1960s nightmare Just a bored Midwestern ghost I start to sift through static coming over the line I turn the speakers up loud until the pieces combine I try to trace the signal back as it begins to unwind I let the current fade back into the heat of the night With everything you left inside a song I guess that all the signs were there The scratches in the silverware The warping in the window panes The paint chips on the wall Think back to when we got the news The scene begins to fade on cue The sound's the only constant When I think of it at all I start to sift through static coming over the line I turn the speakers up loud until the pieces combine I try to trace the signal back as it begins to unwind I let the current fade back into the heat of the night With everything you left inside a song With everything you left inside a song Think back to when it finally hit It took a while to admit That there was no solution That could bring things to the start Some mistakes are permanent You give up or get used to it And some songs work like surgeries And others just leave scars I start to sift through static coming over the line I turn the speakers up loud until the pieces combine I try to trace the signal back as it begins to unwind I let the current fade back into the heat of the night With everything With everything you left inside a song Oh everything you meant inside a song With everything you left inside a song
6.
Oh you You don't pretend at forgiveness Oh and you Say you feel nervous and listless Go ahead and finish what you came to do I see a little indecision left in your eyes Go ahead and tell me that you think we're through I know you a little better than you realize You're gonna miss me in the dark You're gonna miss me when it's freezing You're gonna miss me when the cold of the winter blows hard And your heart beats louder You're gonna miss me when he's leaving Oh I I don't pretend to be perfect And if you think there's a better life out there then you should go chase it I hope it winds up being worth it You're gonna do what you think is fair I can promise you that I won't stand in your way Go ahead and tell me there's nothing here I get the feeling you'll see it different someday You're gonna miss me in the dark You're gonna miss me in the stillness You're gonna miss me when every little moment meant to be salvific and sacred Feels endless costless and countless You're gonna miss me in the dark

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released October 7, 2022

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