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By Proxy EP

by Bridges

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1.
Revisionist 03:18
waves crash at the battle arm (he said) like a dead set ringer (what they want) air sucked for the last time (he said) all the more the better, lost (yeah!) and now.. and now the bell rings people they drown they liked to suffer their kings and wash their kingdoms down waves crush at the battle arm (he said) like a fourtune teller (what they want) earth chewed up to make smoke (he said) all the more the better. lost... (yeah!) and now... let em sleep, let em sleep, let em sleep because let em sleep, we let em sleep we all lie here anyway let em sleep, let em sleep, let em sleep because let em sleep, we let em sleep we all lie here anyway 'cause we're all liars here you can tell by the high pitch and flavored loss revisionist, revisionist beacause we're all liars here you can tell by the closed mouths, the sweating brows and we're all liars here i think it's high time we fess up revisionist, revisionist we're all liars here but thank god that we trade up revisionist, revisionist we're all liars here well thank god we all are trading up revisionist, revisionist the story was not the same the story was not the same the story was not the same and now the bell rings there was hounor in escape it was a horror to see and a burden to tape and now the bell rings it twists a horrible sound air sirens in full swing but we live under the ground and now the choir sings it wreaks of wreck and excuse we were a crime to live and a relief to loose
2.
Convalesce 04:12
are we alone are you sure the doors are closed wait for a breath or a crack in the floor well im sure enough are you sand or stone are you push or are you pulled wait for a trigger to leave a mark but its not enough are we alone? are the doors closed sewn up and so cloned, are we clear of all unknowns are we alone? do you travel at my speed, no wait for the breach or a crossing of lines but it's been said in part two hands left out cast to the red tape of tourtured messing, perfect timing of self-tought convalesce we take the face off in attempt to divide there isn't a fracture left at all this is not the way it was supposed to turn out we take the plates off in attempts to divide there isn't a fracture left at all this is not the way it was supposed to turn out we fit into perfect lines are you sure the doors are closed they've do everything they can to show the terrible things they know we fit into perfect lines are sure just like a stone that we can repair that we can be sewn in all ways take chance to decieve my life, has taken no break to decide yet i hold out for one exception did i drift off? did i repair? or did i convalesce? now as we sow, are we clear of all unknowns? now as we sow, are we clear of all unknowns? processed in line, was there a factory in my past? did i drift off or did i convalesce? now as we sow, are we clear of all unknowns? are we alone? do you travel at my speed? no. wait for a breath or a crack in the floor would you let it go?
3.
by proxy, calls come from overhead "we will repurpose you yet" uncovered gears grind, dull beats in open cage we are concrete, as much as sway by proxy,in a laymans skull "we will recover them all" uncovered gears grind, signals we fail to send there are no numbers that embrace the end unarmored, chained, unarmored in no logical ways at the same price you offer but the currency has changed oh the currency has changed by proxy, echos through an older set "we will re-suffer our debts" un covered gears grind, circuitry will eventually slip we try so hard to loosen our grip what ghost do they subscribe to while grasping for ashes blown what growns right there behind you what ghost do they conspire to while all the ashes blow what grows right there behind you behind you what ghost what ghost do they subscribe to what grows what grows right there behind you by proxy, shrill calls come from overhead "we will repurpose you yet" uncovered gears grind, dull beats in a open cage we are concrete, as much as sway
4.
Hoax 05:01
frights and anvils curse and all cold like a painter cannot wait to get sold don't just take what they offer come on and get what you came for throw an insult cast it outright all together voices lack the insight don't just take what they offer come on and get what you came for until the results equal nothing let me hear your hammer sing don't just take what they offer come on and get what you came for all for no cause effect is after thought through a pin hole cut up hands write a page encased in infra-regret oh what I’d give for just a guess just one guess just one guess its like a rabbits foot has been cut off its like a wishing well filled up its like a rabbits foot has been cut off its like a wishing well filled up with useless coins don't just take what they offer come on and get what you came for like a ribcage ripped open season oh I cannot wait until you to hunt them don't just take what they offer come on and get what you came for eyes are indent smile serrated I bet you cannot wait To finally get it don't just take what they offer come on and get what you came for like an insect being trampled almost had to face the fact and grow old but I won't let you if the reflection doesn’t look like yourself if the grease on the glass is making ghosts save the toast dial out and ask for help but I won't let you encased in bright green veins less left after the change all the places and names just don’t add up but I won't let you and finally, the horns are put away after a fakers parade the machines are given to just another face that looks away but I won't let you yeah that’s right, just settle down, take it slow this is all that anyone could ever hope to do repeat your words, you say them best, you're programmed well this is all that anyone could ever hope to do we all let go. we all let go. we all let go. it's simple these clones are taking up your space, if your left alive you can say that you do what you like do what you like do what you like it's simple these clones are taking up your space, so half of the time you can say that you do what you like it's simple these clones are taking up your space, if your left alive you can say that you do what you like do what you like do what you like "its" a hoax

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BY PROXY EP
Mixed & Mastered by Georgie Newman, GNAudio
Produced by Georgie Newman & Bridges
Rhythm Section tracked Live @ The Levee, St. John's, NL by Georgie Newman, GNAudio

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TheLevee.ca

All Artwork by Tasha Power


BRIDGES:
Bob Tuck
Brendon Phillips
Jonathan Mercer
Steve Woodman

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released April 19, 2014

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Bridges St John's, Newfoundland and Labrador

We play loud music from a cold island.

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