Supine/Spellbound, by So Much Light

Supine/Spellbound

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1.	Abandoned Hospital Island 06:04	lyrics	download

2.	Coarse Gold Girls 03:05	lyrics	download

3.	That Hollow Home 02:55	lyrics	download

4.	'90s High School Party 04:39	lyrics	download

5.	Firecracker Kid (Tonight at The Bronze) 02:41	lyrics	download

6.	Goblin Scrawl 03:07	lyrics	download

7.	Jared's Going to Love This 04:49	lyrics	download

8.	Chiarina 04:18	lyrics	download

9.	Hitching Post Bound 03:11	lyrics	download

10.	The Suburban Spellbound 04:59	lyrics	download

credits

released 03 August 2012
Damien Verrett – Guitar, Vocals, Rhodes, Vibraphone, Bells, Programming

Jesse Kranzler – Arrangements on tracks 3, 4, 6, 8, 9 and 10, Programming on track 4

Michael Littlefield – Bass

Joseph Arrington - Drums

Alison Sharkey - Cello

Reylynn Goessling - Violin

Kristin Arnold - Violin

Michael Frost – Viola

Aleksandr Karjaka - Clarinet

Michael McCoy – Flute

Frank Cohen – Trombone

Evan Ferro, Jordan Seavers, Mike Sparks and Lucas Ulrici – Backing vocals

Produced by Robert Cheek and Damien Verrett

Mixed and Engineered by Robert Cheek

Mastered by Doug Van Sloun

℗© Parent Trap Records

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about

Damien Verrett is the singer and guitarist of the Sacramento math rock band The Speed of Sound in Seawater. So Much Light is his solo effort.

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Supine/Spellbound

Aug 2012
Finals Week

Dec 2011

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Track Name: Abandoned Hospital Island: Be it specter or spirit
I will call its name
so we can disappear it

You look so brave

If it looks really scary
I'll stare it in the eyes
If you double dare me

I'm not afraid

I'll wear a brave face
If it gets us through this place

I'm not afraid of ghosts,
I think it's you I fear the most

If your lantern should die out
I've got a book of matches that we could try out

You look so cold

Now I feel a bit uneasy
I keep taking looks behind
Did I hear breathing?

I'm not afraid

I'll wear a brave face
If it gets us through this place

I'm not afraid of ghosts,
I think it's you I fear the most

Oh my gods it is real
This whispering presence I feel

I'm so drawn to the light
eternity, forever, after life

Mortal man
I'm proof that
this surface world is as
thin a thing as glass

Mortal girl
evading my world
I claim hold
your immortal soul

Oh my body is so thin
It's cold as ice therein
Permeable I know
transparent as a mason jar a window

I'm so afraid
Track Name: Coarse Gold Girls: All the goddesses will fight
For my sacrifice
At my alter they will bend,
Break, weep, admit defeat
Become secular

This is my private
Worship

My morning ritual consists
Of creating a list of the girls I haven't kissed
Of listing all the loves I haven’t woken up beside
Oh please tonight, please tomorrow morning

This is my private
Worship

So far
I feel as constant as a soap bar
lately
I feel like half of you might hate me

When my intentions
Are true
All my efforts seem to
Fall through

It’s getting so old
Boy,
Do I miss the girls in
Coarsegold

A little desperate goes a long long
Way
Track Name: That Hollow Home: I fear nothing more
than this tired aching worm-wrought floor
It sags when you weight the boards
on parchment two-by-fours

I can
suspend
all animation

In and all around me
so nothing moves around me

I want nothing less
than this tired achy cold conquest
It chills like a cold compress
Put pressure on this mess

I'd lock
you up
if the parts weren't frozen

In and all around me
so nothing moves around me

All our homes rot
Track Name: '90s High School Party: You didn't invite me
to your 90's high school party.
Are your parents out of town?
Would you get grounded if they found out?

Potato guns, light sabers
What happened to party favors?
You still had favors out,
but they're nothing to brag about.

Watching you two go up the stairs is hard
Now how will you maintain order in the backyard?

What kind of hostess leaves her guests unattended?
I made that call with all my most sincere intentions

You didn't include me
in your 90's teenage movie
You'll play the leading role
Make-believe you have a soul

Your guests are all decaying
the neighbors are complaining it
They wither to the ground
and you're nowhere to be found

It's the surest sign that the party's doomed
when all your friends start dying in the living room.

Come look come quick
Oh no

You don't want to hear what you're doing wrong
mix these drinks, be social, put some music on

I'm bound forever, through and through
I'll bet I love you more than your parents do.
Track Name: Firecracker Kid (Tonight at The Bronze): Firecracker Kid
Don't speak up until your fuse is lit

You hold more sway
over the everyday
thrill seeking crowd
via the threat of the loud loud loud

Crack of your shrapnel release
I'll love you endlessly
as I
reassemble you piece by piece

Come on, Lynn
don't come off
Come on, Lynn

Woah, my god
I'm a single cyclical cell
damned eternal, eternally damned
to cylindrical hell

The light through
your pristine windshield
alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon

Please miss me
like I mean to miss you
alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon

Misuse me
like I'm meant to misuse
alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon

Alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
Alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
Track Name: Goblin Scrawl: What on Earth
are you doing
with the book
of the dead?

The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
handled so lightly

What on Earth
is that unearthly tome
doing
above hell?

The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
dealt with so carelessly

What on Earth
are you doing
reciting
such verse?

The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
read from so leisurely

What on Earth
are you doing
casting
such spells?

The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
utilized so irresponsibly

Goblin scrawl
is the easiest spell of all
the ones I know

You'll regret the day
that you scanned that first page
I know

I'm not at all impressed
with your self-proclaimed
resourcefulness
No

What's dead is dead
and the living
are just subletters
Track Name: Jared's Going to Love This: Let's do it big for Jared
Today's his birthday
he doesn't ask for much
god knows

Acres
and acres
of cakers
for Jared

I think he's at the neighbor kids'
Let's decorate all secretive
what will we shout when he walks in?
Jared

What did you get Jared?
For his birthday?
He didn't ask for much,
I know.

Just controllers
to play with his brothers
cause their C-Sticks
are all broke

I simply want the best for him
I’m so proud to be his friend
No boy so bright should burn so dim
Jared

Let's do it big for Jared
Track Name: Chiarina: I hope we grow old together
One heart, one throat
Sewn together

I find it hard to describe my dependency
My goddess, my light, my love
My infinity

I hope we grow old together
One heart, one throat
Sewn together

How many errors can we make
In these twilight hours

Whatever the shape we call forth
I will call it ours

I hope we grow old together
One heart, one throat
Sewn together

Triage
Who’s first?

My wounds hurt the worst
My wounds hurt the

Worst of all these lacerations
So lace me up

Triage
Who’s first?

My wounds hurt the worst
My wounds hurt the

Worst of all these lacerations
So lace me up
Track Name: Hitching Post Bound: I rode past
My steed, Stained Glass
held steadfast to our projected path
and still, ensnared by theoretical thrills

God knows
I don't know
What to worry about

Hitching post bound,
a maple we found.
No inn for us, thanks.
We sleep on the ground 'neath stars.
Night's eyes sing in chorus with ours.

They go,

Giddy up giddy up giddy up ha ha
Oooooh

I'm thinking this company
is merely not the sort for me.
They're frightenin',
always flipping over tables and fightin'.

I'm more keen on a good time,
if you don't like me well then that's just fine,
I'm walkin' away
I don't wanna pick a fight today

Hitchin' post bound,
a buddy I found.
I'll help you up off of the dusty ground, it's not hard.
Let's go drink and play cards.

Rootin' Tootin',
Shootin' the breeze,
Let's never run out of our excess ease,
it's simple. That saddles my steeple, that horse is my temple.

I'm not afraid of that man
But I'm not the biggest fan.
It's not like of scared of that guy
I'd just as soon be walkin' by.

Tell me it's alright,
When it certainly is not

Tell me we got away
When we get caught

Tell me I can stay when I
have to go

And, when there's nothing left,
tell me what I own.
Track Name: The Suburban Spellbound: This will sound insane,
last night a beacon of light took my powers away
Projected through my parents’ house
it found me asleep in my room

Bounced off my skull,
off my headboard,
then off towards the moon

By this spell I’ll slip between and
Swallow the distance
Oh, you’re not impressed

No Earthly spell can penetrate
The layers of anti-fantastical material defenses

I must sound insane,
But I know the space between planets
like knowing a name

Armed with a sextant and compass,
I’ll find what it means to be brave
Pretend that I’m brash, I’m courageous
When I’m just afraid

I will conquer space,
I’ll dine on the substance of starlight
and forget your face

You’ll look at the sky in the nighttime
Unblinkingly search for a sign
wait for the first falling star and then go back inside

Cast this spell and slip beyond
All your inhibitions
Oh, you’re not impressed

No Earthly spell can scrape away
That layers of anti-fantastical material defenses

I’m not impressed
By the way you steel yourself against me
I’m not impressed
By your defensive capabilities
I’m not impressed

I’ll break you down
Into your component parts
I’ll measure every aspect
Of this former heart

That sad old light
My satellite