Recovery Journal

by Broken Gold

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    Recorded July 2010 at Sweatbox Studios in Austin TX
    Produced by Mike Vasquez and Broken Gold
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1.
heres what i remember from one of the nights that i almost died, theres two it was late at night riding my cursed green bike i saw the stars and was hit by a car from behind i can remember ambulance faces looking down on me cutting my clothes in pieces for two whole months i was laid up, stapled, and cracked chewing up my pills just to make the pain stay back but it always found a way i can remember ambulance faces looking down on me cutting my clothes in pieces i didnt appreciate all of the folks who spread the rumors surrounding it all but i thank all the people i love, for being around for it all its like watching your own funeral its like watching your own funeral
2.
02:10
locked out of the house with no shoes on my feet the buzzer is incorrect like the names of the street i'll sit on the roof and watch the sunlight rise wrapped up in this scarf over these cold weary eyes i dont wanna know, how nice or how warm it is inside i'll wait in the stairwell or the roof where i'll hide from all the people who think im just there to rob them im just trying to stay warm till i find my friends i would make a call but itll cost all my change a person wearing no shoes must look fucking so strange to all the people who walk out and wont listen to my pleas my bags are up stairs and i dont know this city new york is pretty, but not to the desperate sitting on a stairwell trying not to get arrested of all of these things that i've learned through this night its better to stay inside that run into the night
3.
showed you my hands, feel me mother understand, heal me open close my eyes, people coming all night, i said what if this is life forever, cause right now it feels like a while what if it never gets better, counting the seconds to the pain medication i found out i broke more than bone showed you my hands, feel me mother understand, heal me what if this is life forever, cause right now it feels like a while what if it never gets better, counting the seconds to the pain medication medicate medicate i found watson 315 i said leave a light
4.
one day we'll all talk pretty too that puts your through the red lights put right in front of you hold my strings to keep my hands moving i lost my grips, they fell to the bottom of the pool this is what you need, this is what you got i know its not a lot, but it'll have to do i want to know what it is that i learn from time if theres something it feels my head so i start to rhyme this is what you need, this is what you got i lost my grips they fell to the bottom of the pool keep trying to frustrate me you know i wont lose my cool this is what you need, this is what you got i know its not alot but itll have to do this is what you need, this is what you got, i know its not a lot
5.
03:57
open my fate cause the wind may blow soon my life opened hand i forged my life inside the window never set sail no open sail sign your last grasp with broken hand one more broken hand i looked in the mirror for a second realized i didnt like whats in it the painted walls behind me covered up the cracks of relic that show that these walls are old and time aint too nice i closed my eyes, cause the light was bright held you high too soon it wasnt too long before the windows gone and my fate closed it hand i looked in the mirror for a second realized i didnt like whats in it the painted walls behind me covered up the cracks of relic that show that these walls are old and time aint too nice
6.
03:55
i stopped to sway, it was natural and i looked around just to see if you saw i stopped to sway, it was natural and i asked myself what side you on and i asked myself what side you on and i fell to my knees
7.
03:45
pull the covers over my head, turn the tv off put them babes to bed theres no eyes when the lights go off, blacked out from the pillow talk and if you need it to sleep, you need it to dream i could tell you the truth, but you know its the rule the rule is just a lie, we tell ourselves that this love is still alive the rule is just a lie, we tell ourselves that this love is burning afire and if you need it to sleep, you need it to dream i could tell you the truth, but you know its the rule
8.
03:59
buildings springing up all around too many places a good time cant be found neighborhood is all closed off tearing up the streets at the end of my block hear the people outside screaming gentrify they never had a home i know who'd wanna raise their own in a track home town pretty sad people all hanging around neighborhood is all closed off tearing up the streets at the end of my block and i cant find a way hear the people outside, screaming gentrify they never had a home lemme crawl upside down, pretty sad people all hanging around you know ive never cried for you so many years and we're still around pretty sad people all hanging around, you know ive never cried for you i know who'd wanna raise their own in a track home town pretty sad people all hanging around
9.
cross me off your list of people to fight you theres plenty more to spar with sub reasons in counting of all the names i never figured mine was on top to all the people you made turn their backs i apologize to all the houses we got thrown from the times we were outside and i wish we werent, i wish we werent
10.
02:55
wake up, wake up put on your nicest shoes and a collared shirt to go to jail today i laid in bed staring at the ceiling rolled over, to stare at you cause i thought this was the last time that i'd be next to you even jail closes when it snows its not something that we all know even jail closes when it snows not something that we all know laid in bed staring at the ceiling rolled over to stare at you laid in bed staring at the ceiling cause i thought this was the last time i'd be next to you

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released February 22, 2011

Ian MacDougall - guitar/vocals
Patrick Lillard - bass
Rich Cali - drums

Recorded by Mike Vasquez at Sweatbox Studios in Austin, TX

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