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Acts of American Homes

by Deep River Saints

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1.
Hold It High 05:35
If you leave, don't be long, hold it high, signal me A planned retreat, pick up and leave, ride off in some warm summer breeze I can't compete The bottle top The broken clock you said "hey sam, we need to talk...I'm moving on." If you should see the rising sun come up the color of my blood If you should hear the siren wail, look for a stronger wind to sail A stepping stone No roses thrown I'll be another road to roam if you come home A pirouette A clever jest Here's something to get off my chest: Well, I confess Hold It High If you should see the rising sun come up the color of my blood If you should hear the siren wail, look for a stronger wind to sail
2.
Telephone 00:42
I saw you and you saw me, won't you come home with me? Across the room at the O.P., won't you come home with me? Oh, pretty girl on the telephone please come home come home come home with me.
3.
I was a farmer, I was a maid, I was a stray cat asleep in the shade oh lord oh lord I was a matchbox, I was a blade I was a tin can tied to a string oh lord oh lord I was a hammer, I was a lathe I was a song verse scratched on a page oh lord oh lord I was a hilltop, I was a cave I was an infant so well-behaved oh lord oh lord these things and more, your cages adorn cold canopy that slowly conforms these are our arms to be absorbed I was an instinct, I was a thought I was the answer no one sought oh lord oh lord I was the morning, I was the frost I was the deer that the headlights caught oh lord oh lord I was the highway, I was the grade I was the secret someone saved oh lord oh lord I was a lover, I was a sage I was an old man so well-behaved oh lord oh lord these things and more, your cages adorn cold canopy that slowly conforms these are our arms to be absorbed
4.
She dressed me up in seven costumes Struck the bell and lit the sundries she prayed for family she prayed for futures found her brace and bore the hiding they all tell me there's a ballad that we all sing in the twilight listen child can you hear it? Catch the rain to wet the pathway Then we all just wait around see if someone else will budge should we shake off all our gems to buy a ticket to the feast Finally, we'll fall asleep She woke me up and fed me chocolate let me choose all the stories some creatures calling to the wild let me turn the page and follow they all tell me this is living this is our world of wishes listen child can you hear it? Catch the rain to wet the pathway Then we all just wait around see if someone else will budge should we shake off all our gems to buy a ticket to the feast Finally, we'll fall asleep
5.
I was standing still watching you prepare writing variations of ramblings hurtful things so humbling They were on the move synchronized in time stepping to their cadences a choir sings, so menacing their needful things that they bring I don't want trouble from my own brother I don't want trouble from my own kin An echo on the side collected in the air separating words within a hollow maze in our younger daze it's a tangled phrase today it's a stare within a stare a motivated mess a longer list of wishes that you couldn't wish so deal with it, and at last we sit in that brief lull in time I don't want trouble from my own brother I don't want trouble from my own kin Come now, sit down, next to our friendly fire
6.
You were right, that old insight that I heard about something chimed internally the way we were shown the whipping wind blew forth a flame, scorching blaze in the heat of noon the lone ember travels far, lonely light in the aftermath. They raised the red flag today, I saw it sway and sway. The rain won't pour down today it never seems to come our way Out of sight, out of mind. We'll wait up here, let the fire subside. Protected by Pacific breeze, salty air to be pacified. Oh, you were right, that old insight that I remember well Something shined externally, the clock we buried years ago They raised the red flag today, I saw it sway and sway. The rain won't pour down today it never seems to come our way
7.
Unbuttoned shirt shall not return Punishing sun shall burn us up but we won't give in, our march of fools turns up halfway, turns us around and around and around and around and around A poison pill, a beggar's verse the great unknown we shall rehearse. A sudden shock, in your living room New Amsterdam, turns us around and around and around and around and around Unbuttoned shirt shall not return Punishing sun shall burn us up but we won't give in, our march of fools turns up halfway, turns us around and around and around and around and around
8.
Follow me into relief we'll make believe summer is here all year follow me into the west oh so sweet is the air at our behest we learned to throw our stones before we go home came to believe our peace was sleeping beneath Speak to me late in the year come suddenly distracting my fears speak to me, narrowly free oh run with me girl of my dreams we learned to throw our stones before we go home came to believe our peace was sleeping beneath Only One Melody Plays On Repeat Over Me.
9.
Devil Fruit 04:39
He taught me well to stay up from hell thy kingdom come thy will be done in the northern trees this life of mine peace is implied in the Sunday skies The order of things no rest no refrain saw the devil's fruit plucked from the vine it lit up my eyes all mine Saw the shadows hold saw young, saw old walk through the cold just to get their hands on the devil fruit The order of things no rest no refrain
10.
Crazy Things 03:46
Woman you make me do some crazy things all the hell you bring in the shuffling between my ears Late in the evening, trouble on the mind too late to leave too tight too breathe come rain or shine You said I'd rather be at home Please leave the room and lock the door You said I'd rather be at home Spare me from your metaphors Spare me All for the same scene, played out over years crept up on me misfortune leaves this life of mine Woman you make me do some crazy things all the hell you bring in the shuffling between my ears You said I'd rather be at home Please leave the room and lock the door You said I'd rather be at home Spare me from your metaphors Spare me
11.
Someone looked up to find a face picked up the drying of the eyes to cover up A daughter's day to burn her walls raised up a fuss and fought her way through everyone Dressed up her calm, stayed up all night let all the dawns scrub her face and pull her leg She walked her road, she changed her name She bolted down her feet but tore them up again Pulling luggage through the heat 14 years doomed to repeat doomed to repeat Someone looked down to find a face offered a hand and helped her up and out of town for all the sun and curses thrown she begged herself to let the words sink back down blown back inside one afternoon she quietly resumed her life inside her room To soon to tell the morning's fate to late to blame everything on the evening's rain Pulling luggage through the heat 14 years doomed to repeat doomed to repeat
12.
Take the pitiless advice Make a moment in your life and if the greeting is sincere give your followers a sign Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear. Share a softer shade of white build a fire in the night and if the people say it's safe we should echo their delight Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear. Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear. Up in the Northern Hemisphere She pressed her luck and disappeared For in the time that had not gathered, a great glass wall left to be shattered

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released April 1, 2015

Patrick Crowley - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, harmonica, organ
Erick Lattrell - drums, vocals, vibraphone
Reilly Graham - lap steel, electric and acoustic guitars
Elizabeth Dillon - piano, vocals
Jim Pergolizzi - upright bass

Original sessions engineered by Sean Witters at Stu Stu Studio (special thanks to Ryan Power). Additional recording by Patrick Crowley at various locations. Album mixed by Patrick Crowley. Mastered by Matt Gaduoas. Album artwork by Ian Walker. Special thanks to the Good Shepherd Lutheran Church in Jericho, Vermont for the use of their piano.

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