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The Haunt

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1.
Nothing 02:00
Just let them in again, all that lurk below Cheer on open neglect of my free blood flow And when I sink down hit the same floor But it’s better than nothing, right? You’d think by now I’d know what it’s for It beats nothing, right? How many breaks do we get before they disappear? I will try to tie the thread so I don’t float back here And when I sink down hit the same floor But it’s better than nothing, right? You’d think by now I’d know what it’s for It beats nothing, right?
2.
So you fall and crawl home to shades half-drawn You find a new one to place the blame on So few, so few left on your side And there’s still blood left in your palm You’re no stranger to the fall Those memories got you clenching your jaw And you, you know how this ends Late nights empty halls It could have been good It could have been good It could’ve been so good for you But you had to face them off So you gather up and amount your guns Apparitions to crack your brain up Just what, what is it this time? Shadows settle and there’s no one It could have been good It could have been good It could’ve been so good for you But you had to face them off And in this crumbling house where the walls are misshapen You search and scour the place find something for breaking In this crumbling house where the walls are misshapen You search and scour the place find something to break
3.
You’re burning in a little hell of your own making Just wondering when old threats of divorce will come again Maybe if you’d paid some mind to all the warning signs You’d forgive yourself for everything In the middle of nowhere Indiana, with an inferno of my own I was pouring gasoline when you got me on the phone You said, “I’m in a rough spot, I’ve been out of work for weeks And the walls, they won’t stop closing in on me” I can’t stand seeing you this way So I go down to the bus stop, straight to 8th and 53 Can’t you just shake it off? It stands at your window and it breathes from your sheets Even you could rise with the sparks Just let it go without fanfare or screams Maybe we could shake it off Cause I can’t stand seeing you this way I could kill those who drive you to the dark Maybe we could end up okay Maybe we could shake it off Maybe we could shake it off
4.
Florida 03:22
I know I don’t say much at all But I can’t help feeling there’s something better Your unrest is palpable So I wanna show you I’ve got it together I get so triggered by this house I blame the salt air for erosion But I like that you come around It makes the place feel less broken So let’s kick the old bad nicotine habits Drive across the state line Look back one last time at this Dingy tourist town The ocean is warm but the sun overhead won’t relent And I can’t stand the faded tattoos and the old weathered skin So I’ll pour the gas and light the match It took a new year’s parade To drudge all my old dread straight to the surface Can’t tell if it’s just this place How can they party when I feel so worthless? Let’s kick the old bad nicotine habits Drive across the state line Look back one last time at this Dingy tourist town The ocean is warm but the sun overhead won’t relent And I can’t stand the faded tattoos and the old weathered skin So I’ll pour the gas and light the match
5.
Better 02:56
The asphalt was stirring when you said things would improve I’m shielding my blurry eyes in the early afternoon I’m better I hope you’re happy I lied to myself again The emptiness brims up high as if I’d forget I’m dodging the broken glass by where we used to live I’m better I hope you’re happy I lied to myself again The darkness in Ohio showed up in Texas too I’m wondering why I’m here and how I look to you I’m better I hope you’re happy I lied to myself Carve up the dripping days and the old regret I’m searching for anything that I haven’t squandered yet I’m better I hope you’re happy I lied to myself The desert sunset showed me it’s not so bad Is this advancing or a recycled path? The desert sunset showed me it’s not so bad Is this advancing or a recycled path?
6.
Recede 03:03
All those ten floors below could never know Of that venom on our tongues But all who share our walls, they’re appalled We’re still needling in the dark The ghosts that haunt this one bed apartment are standing tall Over words that can’t be put right again I try to trace us back to the days when all the hate Formed in our hearts seemed off so far Your ring left on my finger, ever shrinking I should have known, why can’t I let go of this? I’ve dreamt of ways to mend it all, still pretending That the lines weren’t already drawn So I’ll recede in Recede in So I’ll drive until I Hit the grey sea in the west Feel the pounding in my chest I can let go The red sky will hold the light Til the sand runs through my palm Carry a big gun under my arm I will let go Let go
7.
The Haunt 01:31
This dark and aged place in a smoky haze Skeletons became a part of the landscape Can you help me pass the time and toe the line? I can build my spine in another life Sinking into the haunt Drinking into the dawn Numb the earth til it’s gone I don’t know how to say that I’m so sick of shoving dirt in a bottomless pit Ain’t this a way to spend these lonely days? Staying awake only to keep wits astray I’m masking contempt for your feigned conquests In awe of what we spend on deadened sense Sinking into the haunt I’m drinking into the dawn Numb the earth til it’s gone I don’t know how to say that I’m so sick of shoving dirt in a bottomless pit
8.
Regression 02:29
There was a paranoia walking down the block of ninth avenue There were holes in my heart I’ve always needed to fill There was hoping I could stay young til September And the whiskey I needed to keep my thoughts adrift Well I don’t care about what lives or dies If there’s a wreck then I can swallow my pride Is that alright? Did it already pass by? So let’s take it back to the place that it started With things that they’d rather you not say The room could break into a thousand pieces But there’s things that they’d rather you not say There’s the pulling back on the leather curtain of dishonesty And the long unraveling from all the once known threads There was hoping I could understand it’s not my problem But there’s the fear of dreaming along to my own death Well I don’t care about your good intent If it’s only a matter of when Those ties are gone Goodbye, so long Let’s take it back to the place that it started With things that they’d rather you not say The room could break into a thousand pieces But there’s things that they’d rather you not say Let’s take it back Let’s take it back
9.
Unwound 03:25
So I’m tracing the shapes Of where it all came unwound He said get yourself straight You’ve got nothing to be sad about Drown the dull ache Old habits just return And wither away Among comforts never earned And that just makes it worse Yeah that just makes it worse So how’s your kid now? Does she fill you to the brim That marriage went south I hear she’s taking everything Yeah it’s a known sound Crumbling tatters of the earth You’re feeling worn out Among lessons never learned And that just makes it worse Oh that just makes it worse What are we gonna do now with the dark we can’t chase down?
10.
Colorado 01:59
I asked you what’s the point of it all? The shadows are longer and i think it’s my fault I used to blame the weather, or something I did But this time I can’t point to anything Was Thanksgiving always this way? She said this year let’s just skip the holidays Promise me we won’t end up like them Cause I just couldn’t handle it Once I’m nine days dry and sleeping straight through the night Rise up early again and sweep the floorboards of my head Walk the pine needle floor and my legs are shot but somehow I push on This cycle of wanting I made for myself Doesn’t fall in with all the things that I’ve read And the beatnik threads bouncing around in my head I’m thinking I deserve This masochistic stunt But the way the sun punctuates The deep green leaves And how this song always kills me Makes me think I could be alright this time Could be alright this time Be alright this time Be alright this time
11.
Dissipate 02:57
Is this what we wanted? To pace the floorboards that bend at every crack You might as well haul up Cacophonies of deep and brambled wrath Too small to bother with now To twist awake and thrash in tangled sheets You’ll squander any way out When night moves in and those patterns just repeat Is this what we wanted? To cut the ties that just might mend the gap A fleeting urge to hold on That dissipates just once it’s in my grasp And that sunburst in my head Couldn’t tell you what it meant But that thread of muted pain I could feel it slip away My back grounded to the earth And those flowering words I heard Invoked a sudden decay Of that dull and utter ache I’m afraid it came too late I’m afraid it came too late What if it came too late Too late And it’s gone And it’s gone And it’s gone And it’s gone

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released February 7, 2020

Mariel Beaumont: vocals, guitar, trumpet, OP-1
Joseph Wright: guitars, vocals, piano
Vince Vullo: bass, vocals
Julien Varnier: drums, vocals

All songs written by Mariel Beaumont with the exception of:
- Nothing (Beaumont / Wright)
- Could’ve Been (Beaumont / Wright)
- Better (Beaumont / Wright)
- The Haunt (Beaumont / Wright)
- Unwound (Beaumont / Wright)
- Dissipate (Beaumont / Wright)
Recorded at Fidelitorium Recordings in Kernersville, NC.
Produced, mixed, and engineered by Scott Solter.
Additional engineering by John Pfiffner.
Mastered by Matt Pence.

Artwork by Jim Hughes (www.northary.com).

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Indie / post-punk from Philadelphia, PA.

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