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A Bullet by Any Other Name

by Sunshine & Irony

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1.
Burning My Name (free) 02:03
you’ve stolen all my shame & i see the limp in your walk even calls itself by my name walking towards the day i’d blame my hands so i’ve burned up all my names but it’s just another cover for the fires i’ve made to burn the day i’d blame my hands & i gave away all my advice left none for myself, but i’ve still got a handful of dice & if they lose i won’ blame my hands & i’ve roused up every wolf & these flashing teeth are all dying to be told i’ve found a way to blame your hands but a bullet by any other name is gonna kill me just the same & when it does, please dont blame my hands
2.
i don't how long i can pretend my eyes are closed & every place i used to sleep is getting filled with crows was rolling with the wheel & then i got caught in it's spokes was stumbling through the night & the moon refused to glow there were people all around me & their eyes were very cold i reached for my knife but my and grabbed a rose & no one wants to hang around, they spend their time like gold been days since i heard i sound but i don't feel alone though i think this smiling wolf might be staring at my throat & everywhere i go people complain about the cold & take off their clothes & walk into the snow & everywhere i walk thieves run me off the road & i try to be polite & do as i've been told but my smile seems to sharpen every blade they hold & i can't seem to drop this casket filled with broken oaths & everybody tells me that they're in the same boat but i seem to be the only one on this side of the moat & breathless in the doorway my mind was filled with holes i was carrying my doubts like they were wishing stones but subtracted what i didn't need & became zero & everywhere i go people complain about the cold & take off their clothes & lay down in the snow sometimes i'm just as thick & light as smoke & sometimes i'm spread & heavy on the floor but i'm not sure i wanna play that role anymore but i seem to be speaking through a child's megaphone & there's strangers in the hallway telling me that i owe i gave them all i could & man, it really shows but these blankets made of ice don't keep me very warm & even when i'm in my house i feel like going home & every time i turn my head my eyes get filled with smoke & everything i tried to say got turned into a joke & everyone i ever met missed something that they sold & everybody's making locks to keep death outside the door & everywhere i go people complain about the cold & take off their clothes & lay down in the snow
3.
This Isn't 04:14
this don’t sound like the wind just sounds like rustling leaves & this ain’t us saying goodbye it’s just a charade to complete the dream you’re acting tho it’s just you alone you’re hoping some saint will pity bones that do parade at being grown like a child’s sunset shadow & this life ain’t what you’d make not quite the role you’d want to play but it’s ceaseless lights on an endless stage not quite a cage but you can’t escape from it & this don’t look like the wind just looks like dancing, falling trees & this ain’t us planning the lie we’re only sculpting truth till it’s something we’d believe & i’m falling all over myself just waiting for some sign of your breath while the wind tempts me with counterfeits that try to steal away with your portrait & i pat myself on the back everytime i find you without a map but then i find myself cold in a trap w/ out a breadcrumb trail to find my way back to you but this don’t look like the light just looks like what it shines on & this ain’t us living the lie we’re just not moving anywhere beyond
4.
Closing Palms (free) 02:30
our closing palms won’t embrace the folding sky & we’ll never see just where we are if we keep our sights fixed upon each other’s eyes & you say now i’ve found my place i should just polish the bars of my cage & since i serve as my own guard they’ll be no chance of prison break well, i lost the word you gave it escaped my fickle breath with one fist in the grave & one in the wordless depth but we are so slightly here building walls with broken clay & i would hurry along but i know babel was not built in a day & our closing palms won’t postpone the folding sky but our open hands might shine a light brighter than any eye
5.
Broken Signs 03:21
you used to watch me in the old road mending broken signs with haste preparing for the kings arrival but still he lost his way hell, i wish someone would’ve told me he never planned on passing through but still i never listen & those signs were just ghosts of you but thank you for the silence i’ve wasted & the rest i never took & thanks for the chances i lost when i forgot to look & thank you for the gifts i never used though they did look pretty on my shelf & i’m sorry i forgot you were my friend when i thought i was someone else & now i hold your memory from the rust of fractured time & now i hold your fragile mirror in the fever, the dead of the night & now i see your broken shadow play all across the lawn & now i hear your frightened whispers say i’m already gone
6.
Cracking Glass (free) 03:58
oh the wick it burned to ash. & the flame it shown threw cracked glass. & the shadows cast from its dance still flash. but will they last? Pantomime cold light. oh the wick it burned to ask. the shadow still flashing their dance. if the flame was much to vast. & will it last. & this sea of old dust. is this what awaits us. what awaits us? Pantomime cold light. And the shadow ceased their dance. & lent the wick a downcast glance. with a stern plea in their left hand. & the other cracking glass again. Pantomime cold light.
7.
well i don't say much but i say it a lot and i say it loud if smoke is all that really rises ill burn me down there are many sides to this story and none of them ever end i would study them with my spy glass but ever lens i have is bent and if love is the answer what was the question if ever journey is a circle we've got, no place to go if i were you I'd fear death too hell i don't say much but i say it a lot and i say it loud
8.
i brought you thorns as proof of the rose i sold my confidence to buy you a throne i painted eyes on your shadow but like a windswept mist, no hand could enfold & in the charred road where we expected snow we planted nothing we were surprised it didn’t grow we’ll end up nowhere or don’t you know? every circle someday gets named home must be the fear or some other downward hope that makes your lips dismiss what your eyes already know so give the word, just let it go i can’t read the signs, i’ve forgotten all our codes but hell it is not fate or any scripted show but if i was the stream you’d be the bridge calm above it’s flow
9.
I find im Crumbling in day dreams of fools i find your portrait looks nothing like you i find i'm singing along with their tune marching into the sea like a good boy will do woke up without reason slept without knowing why with nothing left to weaken with nothing to defy i see her through the fog, a name without shape struck down by an unaimed & meaningless blade you'll wilt at her will & you'll praise her clutch you'll try for her smile but she gives you her touch ain't looking for an eden or any worn-out paradise got nothing you can cheapen got nothing to deny ain't sure what i meant to say but i know it's not this ain't sure what i meant to be but i know it's not this mess i find the dust picks up every time you pass through settles face-downwards on fragments of truth woke up without reason slept without knowing why ain't looking for an eden or any worn-out paradise woke up without reason slept without knowing why ain't looking for an eden or any worn-out paradise
10.
you were hidden in the scheme telling me my sprouting dreams were wearing thin i was standing on your door & knocking on your floor to be let in & then you got lost just to be found & you found yourself in a lion’s mouth you say the word is now but your laughing off your vows like a child’s bet & you say it’s time to quit cause the slipper didn’t fit like you expected & you tell me nothing is what it seems as though that means anything your bending all your bones to tell me your alone i don’t buy it cause i hunted all your smoke till every mirror broke but you’re still hiding & you fell asleep in your house of cards while the lions teeth tore it apart
11.
my hands were cold the sky was undressed the wind, it was gone my eyelids were bent i was counting the sacrifices placed on the altar of dreams i should've chased my hands were closed the sky was a mess the wind, it picked up & took the breath right from my chest i was counting the dreams i'd placed on the altar of sacrifices i should've made put new ink on the dream

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An American Folk album that was recorded in two basements. After they both flooded we moved to a trailer on a farm to complete it. Thank you for listening! We put our blood, sweat, and tears into it.

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released November 3, 2011

Recorded and Mixed by Jonathan Thompson
Mastered by Ben Hargett
Self Released by Sunshine & Irony

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Sunshine & Irony Olympia, Washington

Sunshine & Irony is a band in Olympia. We've recently put out our first album & are starting to record our second. Our first album, A Bullet By Any Other Name, is for sale here, at local record stores or at our shows.

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