Eulalia

by Josh Greenway

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1.
Don't tell your friends I won't tell mine. I'll see you at the starting line. I've ropes to walk so I'll need some time. By tomorrow we'll be gone. Could we leave? I need the coast. I'd give every part of all my ghosts Please don't mind me, I'll only steal the coast. Wait for the shore to overdose Drove all night but you don't have the words The world waking up's the only sound we've heard Skipping town before the thought occurred Would we ever stop? Could we leave? I need the coast. I'd give every part of all my ghosts Please don't mind me, I'll only steal the coast. Wait for the shore to overdose Be the change But I can't see the world and if I can't see the world or see that it's It's only ever empirical These lines make it worse Problems we've long since put to bed Woke up just to rear a weary head We'll rust apart at the seams. And you You will fall You will fall for me, you're going to fall for me, so fall. Could we leave? I need the coast. I'd give every part of all my ghosts Could we leave? I need the coast. I'd give every part of all my ghosts Please don't mind me, I'll only steal the coast. Wait for the shore to overdose
2.
Awfully small narrow hallways. Connecting the rooms like a causeway Framed memories younger than the carpet Dot the walls in our apartment. Stop, I have said a mouthful again. Take a breath so we might begin. Hold on to me darling. I'm the best at losing places. I'm the best at losing places. It was an afternoon in late July I thought Autumn reserved time for things to die. You proved me wrong and took the car payment And left me in an empty apartment. Stop, I have said a mouthful again. Take a breath so we might begin. Hold on to me darling. I'm the best at losing places. I'm the best at losing places. Everything we'd done was a conduit Leading us here like we'd never quit. You left the room never turning back to it and I, I said a mouthful again. Stop, I have said a mouthful again. Take a breath so we might begin.
3.
I hope this song is still about you in 11 months When I return to fix the slow leak I left punched into your heart With a little luck you'll let me in to explain just where the hell I've been And why I'm sorry that I'm not sorry for everything I did. I lost my mind for a girl left every important part of my world Hanging out to dry and falling to pieces in my hand Crossed out by lines taken for strands of her hair making one last stand In the faucet just before failing, like a line drawn in the sand. I'm only temporary. This won't last for long. I hope this song is still about you in 11 months When I return to fix the slow leak I left punched into your heart With a little luck you'll let me in to explain just where the hell I've been And why I'm sorry that I'm not sorry for everything I did. I'm not one for sunrise, goodbyes, and four letter words like love. Nobody's here for the memories it's forgetting I'm thinking of. Don't make me plan for anything tomorrow Before the night sets in I'll be all out of the time that I'd borrowed. I hope this song is still about you in 11 months When I return to fix the slow leak I left punched into your heart With a little luck you'll let me in to explain just where the hell I've been And why I'm sorry that I'm not sorry for everything I did. This is a plea for turbulence I just can't see me to the end of this. I'll let you stay to roll through every hit. But you won't stick around I'd bet. I hope this song is still about you in 11 months When I return to fix the slow leak I left punched into your heart With a little luck you'll let me in to explain just where the hell I've been And why I'm sorry that I'm not sorry for everything I did.
4.
Three 03:47
You're catching a title left while I hold the line. Always the cannon, edging over every time. Handed you a beautiful thing but I broke it down. Chasing me with lies showing off your outlines now. Every night is never long enough, I know. I'm holding onto everything I can see. You're breaking into the quiet again Careful now, you'll miss me if you blink. Careful now, you'll miss me if you blink. Hang my coat and head up in the closet Taking on an imminent headache, and I can't stop it. Running in head down embracing this as it founders You won't find me at the bottom, but this is going under. Every night is never long enough, I know. I'm holding onto everything I can see. You're breaking into the quiet again Careful now, you'll miss me if you blink. Careful now, you'll miss me if you blink. I put on a fire to light up the ends of this tight rope. I'm walking on but I'm only, only dimming hope Every night is never long enough, I know. I'm holding onto everything I can see. You're breaking into the quiet again Careful now, you'll miss me if you blink. Careful now, you'll miss me if you blink. Careful now, you'll miss me.
5.
I break every promise I try to make to myself It won't be long until this is gone the way of everything else. It's worth the trouble I'd suppose Keeping this door open means that several others close. It's already been a week and the sun won't die. Breaching every pretense I could hide behind. I'm having the worst time chasing sleep. Every waking night is finally catching up to me. My curiosity is getting the worst of everything. I'm having the worst time chasing sleep, I'm having the worst time chasing sleep. I'm not well acquainted with being nervous. It's a pretty big issue I've been told I wasn't equipped for this personal hell In retrospect it's probably just as well I suppose. It's already been a week and the sun won't die. Breaching every pretense I could hide behind. I'm having the worst time chasing sleep. Every waking night is finally catching up to me. My curiosity is getting the worst of everything. I'm having the worst time chasing sleep, I'm having the worst time chasing sleep.
6.
I'm a wooden nickel, I'm a hand you should fold. I'm a counterfeit anything you could fake, a fool's notion of gold I'm the reason you can't see, a pointless currency I'm a wooden nickel, I'm a hand you should fold. I've got a bucket full of water Poured it out over a thousand others Flooded the lakes and washed the farm lands away The Midwest held no home for me There were a million other places I might rather be And no fertile soil to be had anywhere I face. I find most days I'd do anything to feel Lose myself in the worst ways to find somebody real I'm a wooden nickel I'm a hand you should fold. I'm a counterfeit anything you could fake A fool's notion of gold I'm the reason you can't see A pointless currency I'm a wooden nickel. I'm a hand you should fold. You can't take me I'm a stone that won't move You can't fake me, I'd see everything you might do. It's a hollow lie; the thinnest line to have to hold I'm a wooden nickel, I'm a hand you should fold.

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This is an accidental concept album all about trying and failing (repeatedly) to find a relationship.
Every one of these songs is very personal for different reasons, and they were all written at very different times in my life, but I hope they tell you a story.

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released May 18, 2015

Songs written by Joshua Greenway
Recording and Mastering done by Mike F. Ziethlow @ The Grey Room and Blue Lily Studio
Album artwork by Kat Connors
Special Thanks to: Louise Lincicome, Kevin Alberto, Sean Badidles, Kyle Anderson, Joey Hines, Anna Duerden, and all of the beautiful people who donated to the Kickstarter the three of us put together to fund our EPs.

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