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The Juliets

by The Juliets

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released 26 February 2010

THE JULIETS ARE:

JEREMY FREER
KAYLAN MITCHELL
SARAH MYERS

ALL SONGS WRITTEN AND PRODUCED BY JEREMY FREER, (C) 2010 TROUBLENOMORE (ASCAP)
STRING ARRANGEMENTS BY KAYLAN MITCHELL AND SARAH MYERS

ENGINEERED AND MIXED BY SCOTT MASSON
MASTERED BY JASON KUEHN
ARTWORK BY BRETT MANNING
PRODUCED BY JEREMY FREER AND SCOTT MASSON

THANK YOU TO OUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY.

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Track Name: Sweetheart
There were the dragons of spring like our love hovering
There in the dragon playground I said your name out loud
The autumn you took me to hide away at the end of you
I faded out with the leaves I disappeared with the bees

Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart

I fired my little gun but Cohen proved your love
Peacocks in the Detroit snow hold what our hearts used to know
You made a fool of belief in the hope of you and me
What is reality when illusion is shining? Oh…

Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart

No one knows when past wounds will heal or debt will be paid
I can’t get back to sleep when the future shakes me awake

I fired my little gun but Cohen proved your love
Peacocks in the Detroit snow hold what our hearts used to know

Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart
Track Name: The Letter
Baby boy what you been into?

Did you not receive the letter I carefully penned to you in a dream?

No one got the letter (No one got the letter) x4

Baby girl, the themes of my heart
They aren’t always sweet
When I feel as though I’m not awake
Yet watching myself sleep

No one got the letter (No one got the letter) x8
Track Name: This Just In
Landlord says I'm late
And if I don’t come through
He’s gonna take action
And do what he’s gotta do
But I’ve got broken pipes
And I’ve got a bum fridge
I said “Man, I’ll pay you after you take care of this.”

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could get out of here, disappear, and float away?
I’ve got the Motor City blues, and I don’t think the news is getting much better
Unless they say at 5 o’clock, baby I love you more than a lot

Taxi don’t pay the rent
At least I get some good ones in my cab
And we can talk over all the ways we lose

Sorority girls
And all the frat dudes
Never once tipped me better than a stripper or a prostitute

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could get out of here, disappear, and float away?
I’ve got the motor city blues, and I don’t think the news is getting much better
Unless they say at 5 o’clock, baby I love you more than a
Unless they say at 5 o’clock, baby I love you more than a
This just in at 5 o’clock, baby I love you more than a lot
More than a lot, more than a lot
This just in at 5 o’clock, baby I love you more than a lot
Track Name: Sunday Song
Find me in the sea
Fish me from the alley
Wish me into a dream
Where you are

See me out on the sun
Find me in what’s undone
Plant me in fertile soil
And watch me grow

Sink me with a glacier
Stoke me in the fire
Speak me like a liar
Out of your throat

See me in a crystal ball
Shatter it against the wall
Bury yourself in me
So you can see

Death is not a mystery!
Love isn’t always for free!
God is not speaking but

I’ll get along (I’ll get along)
It’s a sunday song (It’s a sunday song)
I’ll sleep all day (I’ll sleep all day)
The sunday way

Think of me in exile
Hunt me out in the wild
Call me your new style
Wear me out

Swallow and digest me
Take me where you’re nesting
In the cliffs and drainpipes
Newborn birds sing

Death is not a mystery!
Love isn’t always for free!
God is not speaking but

(x4) I’ll get along (I’ll get along)
It’s a sunday song (It’s a sunday song)
I’ll sleep all day (I’ll sleep all day)
The sunday way
Track Name: Evolved Into
Wait
Down from the stairs of the stars
In the cold moonlight
Something strange comes creeping in tonight
And I'm not really sure what I should be
When that thing comes creeping into me
I go creeping in the same old haunts
A haunted maze with the massive stone walls
Haunted by Adam ever since the fall
Wondering what it is

I have evolved into
I have evolved into
I have evolved into
Awoooooh x2


Wait
Love don't leave cuz' I'm ready to fight
Lead me through this haunted maze tonight
And I swear I will follow only you
Despite all the things

I have evolved into
I have evolved into
I have evolved into
Awooooooh x5
Track Name: Like A Parade
At night when the streetlights look like a parade
Our bodies are in motion and they're not afraid
Of carrying on in any fashion till' the morning light
Covering our broken love with perfectly foolish delights

The graves of our elders
The plots of our great youth
Are covering our broken dreams
With the most absurdist proofs
Light the gluttony of love
Like swallowing your spit back up
Like every time you fix it
You really f**k it up

I'll go flying these flights over
Words like grass that I've mowed over
I'll come crashing into a sentence
Chicken scratched and bloody
Hoping it's beautiful

The senseless text of our every machine
Equals the senseless text of man's mental regime
There is a punctuation behind every lie
But there is no punctuation on the earth or the sky

I'll go flying these flights over
Words like grass that I've mowed over
I'll come crashing into a sentence
Chicken scratched and bloody
Hoping it's beautiful
Track Name: Streets of Gold
I have broken out and broken in
I have been locked out and been locked in
The soldiers of my youth have fallen
And left behind their war torn captain

Simple observations that I need
Are drowned out by momentary need
So open up your arms with me
And let the earthquake shake your misery for

Streets of gold
Streets of gold
Streets of gold x2
Where I'm not broken, broken, broken

So let this end take us away
To places we have never been
And all that once upon a time
Leave it behind
Leave it behind for

Streets of gold
Streets of gold
Streets of gold x2
Where I'm not broken
Where I'm not broken
Where I'm not broken, broken, broken
Track Name: Who Needs Astrology?
Time has taken us over
All over again
We die then we get older
We become alien in our sleep
Days die in the head of
Lives we have forgot
The knots in all our breathing
Form the bows on memories gift

I can see the way we are
I don't need to know the stars x2

Time is it a feeling?
Death is it a threat?
I'd sleep on the ceiling
If I could ever get out of bed
I forget what happens
When the past is blocking me out
I'm stuck with the future
And everything but the kitchen sink


I can see the way we are
I don't need to know the stars x4
Track Name: The Sequel
I'm sick x6
of figuring out the mysteries of the heart
A trick x6
The heart has reasons reason knows nothing of
It's quick x6
to weigh you down the heart will break your back
So pick x6
your big mistakes
They were already here

Stay a while with me dear
Stay awake
Stay awake

Stay a while with me dear
Pretending there's no pain

A kick x6
into your skull will let you know you're real
It's quick x6
to weigh you down the heart will break your back
A tick x6
inside the heart will blow your human mind
So pick x6
your big mistakes
They were already here

Stay a while with me dear
Stay awake
Stay awake

Stay a while with me dear
Pretending there's no pain
Pretending there's no pain
Pretending there's no pain
No pain

I'm floating down the stairs out into the people
So I can put them in jars
just in case I ever need to see them again
I never came prepared to your heart for evil
Or a glimpse into the abyss

I'm going nowhere

I'm in the Sunday air out around the steeple
Of the church where I was born
but I never really believed
I never came prepared to this world for evil
Heaven or the sequel

I'm going nowhere