The Statesmen
by The Statesmen
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Better Than You
03:52
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Love Letter
04:02
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No Hay Color
03:52
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I Don't Know The Man
03:45
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Turning Outside
05:32
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Another Brighter Day
04:07
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Home
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Better Off
05:05
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Esmeralda
04:45
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Headlong
04:48
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credits
released 20 March 2012
The Statesmen
Jonah Smith - keys, vocals
Josh Dion - drums, vocals
Scott Metzger - guitar, vocals
Ben Rubin - bass, vocals
Emory Joseph and Andy Stack - Additional Harmony Vocals on "Turning Outside"and "Headlong"
Engineered by Tomek Miernowski
Mixed by D. James Goodwin
Mastered by Nathan James at The Vault
Artwork by Joshua Marc Levy
Executive Produced by Bill Fuhs
Produced by The Statesmen
Recorded at Grand Street Recording in Brooklyn, NY
The Statesmen
Jonah Smith - keys, vocals
Josh Dion - drums, vocals
Scott Metzger - guitar, vocals
Ben Rubin - bass, vocals
Emory Joseph and Andy Stack - Additional Harmony Vocals on "Turning Outside"and "Headlong"
Engineered by Tomek Miernowski
Mixed by D. James Goodwin
Mastered by Nathan James at The Vault
Artwork by Joshua Marc Levy
Executive Produced by Bill Fuhs
Produced by The Statesmen
Recorded at Grand Street Recording in Brooklyn, NY
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- Track Name: Another Brighter Day
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Another Brighter Day
Everyone’s got a flame to feed, a vein to bleed
There’s suffering to be done
Everyone’s got a monkey on their back, a looming heart attack
When there’s nowhere left to run
Everyone’s got masterpiece, some expertise
That’s hiding in their brain
Everyone’s got something to say, an egg to lay
Before they go insane
Another passing chance
A change in circumstance
Another brighter day
We’ve all got a load to bear, some weight to share
That’s heavy on our hearts
Everyone’s got their own dream, though it’s difficult
Difficult to tell us apart
We’ve all been read the riot act, but the facts
Never seem to get in our way
We’re no strangers to heartaches but we’re still looking
Looking for a brighter day
There’s always one more show to play
And another blessed way
Another brighter day
We’ve all got a fleeting chance, a change in circumstance
Is never really too far away
But fate is such fickle friend and in the end
It always seems to get in the way
Everyone’s struck with afflictions
Some contradictions
Living in their head
It’s all just a blessing and a curse
But it could be worse
You know you could be dead
Everyone’s got a price to pay, every day
It’s raining on your head
It’s all just a blessing and a curse
But it could be worse
You know you could be dead - Track Name: Home
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Home
I was a locust leaving empty shells in darkened halls
Ignorant to the distant cry of lonely calls
Opened up and seeping into gilded walls
Dreaming up a future for myself
Her little wings drop her safely on the stage
But I must drive for hours before I turn the page
And these little wars within us that we all wage
Leave me staring blindly at the road
I didn’t want to be the one
To tell you about these things I’ve known
How a good world can turn so dark and cold
But all these thoughts surround me
As I make my way back home
Home
Impressions from the night leave a darkened stain
As the lights from the stars begin to wane
And our choices are all the same, normal life and hunger pangs
I feel the miles speed beneath feet
In the daylight of a diner while Brooklyn bound
I greet the yellow day and hear the sound
Of life coursing through the veins of this nowhere town
(home, home)
I didn’t want to be the one
To tell you about these things I’ve known
How a good world can turn so dark and cold
But all these thoughts surround me
As I make my way back home
Home
Doubt will be a part of every dream
But a strong will is enough to keep me on the scene
Sometimes the heart is just a broken machine
(home, home) - Track Name: Headlong
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Headlong
Nearby cell phone rings mix with other things
Like trucks backing up in the distance
In certain instances like this, I reminisce
About a future I once dreamt
And it looks so eerily similar to last winter
That’s it’s hard not to be knocked out
If you’re wondering what’s going on inside my head
Well that’s what I’m thinking about
And it’s Sunday afternoon
And there are strangers in the neighbor’s room
As their cigarette smoke slowly crawls through the walls
And mixes with the city fumes
And we need more of these sunny days to waste
To try to taste, you know this ain’t LA
It was gray all yesterday and for months before
It’s been hard to stay
Nosedive, headlong
And everything’s so simple
Why do I have to go and make it hard
There’s an unbroken bond between us
As the years rust and life lays out in shards
I was running around in circles
Just trying to catch my breath
Am I living how I should be
Or am I just another joker cheating death
Nosedive, headlong
All those forgotten scenes
All those blank face dreams keep coming into mind
And when I turn around to face them
They creep up from behind
Now I’m half-dead just waiting for the dawn
And I’m tired but I’m not all the way gone
Nosedive, headlong
Circumstances being what they are
We stare far off in the distance
Thinking about tomorrow becoming yesterday
On the way to ever since
And were we careful of what we dreamt of
Did we tempt love to call our name
If we let ourselves believe it
You know our lives and our dreams
Are really just the same
Nosedive, headlong
