Undercurrents

by Mariage Blanc

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credits

released 15 January 2013

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matt ceraso - vocals / guitar / keyboards
joshua dotson - bass
josh kretzmer - guitar / keyboards
chris williams - drums

engineered by mariage blanc at their studio in braddock, PA
mixed by chad clark at silver sonya
mastered by tw walsh
produced by chad clark and mariage blanc

artwork by stephanie armbruster
typography and design by joshua dotson

many thanks to our friends and family.

special thanks to our friends, the caribbean.

tags

tags: alternative indie pop indie rock Pittsburgh

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Track Name: In At Dark
No time to figure us out until we're pulled from structure's sewing
Wheeled down into a hallway half asleep halo glowing
Drift back through a parade of faces back to chutes and ladders
Most times I hear that the separation feels like nothing matters

And you back porch light is on
Will you call us in at dark?

With no net, walking the corners of your mind must be frightening
Deep breath, but it's such a lovely time of year to travel lightly
I told all of the cells I'm made of reach but they only reach so far
So was it just a figment of my mind when I saw you arm in arm?

And you back porch light is on
Will you call us in at dark?
Track Name: Undercurrents
Devout static eyes, undercurrent right on time I can feel the pull
Left the fever home, a magnetic highway drone and a second wind
But why'd you go so soon? Spooked and your eyelids bruised
Was it something you saw?
Architecture bleeding out, you think just to think out loud
It's motion and law

But heaven's won't you step outside, there's something in my car you need to see
There's something on the stereo, the disappointment of the century
And already we can feel the sun setting in the street

A sentimental phrase, a dolled up sequential haze i've been locked in for days
The sounds escaping through our doors cracks were dripping youth
Held my backbone in place
We sat tight at the top of the stairs, lives glued together
It's all in a backdraft

A saturated bliss, a punchline to cross our lips
we're a long way from home
Retired backyard friends, cool dusk, electric fence
I forget their address
But why'd you go so soon, spooked and your eyelids bruised
Was it something you saw?

But heaven's won't you step outside, there's something in my car you need to see
There's something on the stereo, the disappointment of the century
And already we can feel the sun setting in the street
Track Name: Footsteps
You've seen one too many films, an obliterated conscience
You don't recognize your friends, don't' recognize your losses

I never said I'd count on hearing your footsteps
700 miles and a heart attack leaves you nothing

The new ravenous debate, our mouths watering to find out if
There's some terrible descent that's still camouflaged and waiting to take us one by one

I never said I'd count on hearing your footsteps
700 miles and a heart attack leaves you nothing

It's 700 miles I never said I'd count.
Track Name: A Warmer Coast
other lives are the friendly ghosts
you couldn't cut off
memory sleeps in your former haunts

guilt's at home in a willing host
midwestern souls
chasing the lines of a warmer coast

blue menthol air
cool asphalt harvests the branches bare
white skyline bathing in light despair

steeped in a lavendar glow
a long spell of televised hell is time alone

feeling faint as fluorescent hum
sedate four-lane
cover the hills with collapsing veins

hope spinning frame
that made me want to be a saint
compassion bends where the gospel breaks

steeped in a lavendar glow
a long spell of televised hell is time alone
Track Name: Dear Bones
Intentions are sound, remission has crawled back home
now it disappears just to kickstart the blood
dragged from a dream, and don't have a heart to spare
though it's still romantic to swim in their floods

Spare your skeletal diction, tear me limb from limb and straighten my tie
I've stood here for hours just terrified

We've seen this before, said "home doesn't feel like home now"
the rabid sunset, the shadows and walls
A paralyzed tongue, this faith isn't terminal yet
Still, we drag our phantom quilts down the hall

Spare your skeletal diction, tear me limb from limb and straighten my tie
I've stood here for hours just terrified

Bones.
Dear bones.