The Lonely Hands

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released December 14, 2013

Emily Barker: Vocals, Ukulele, and Autoharp.
Haylee Hill: Vocals, Guitar.
Jenna Kole: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard, Omnichord.
Scott Wagner: Bass.
Jay Kole: Drums/Percussion.
Matthew Luger: Engineer

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Track Name: Acorn Winter
The winter that’s coming will be a hard one,
and she don’t wanna sing that Christmas song to him again.
If she’s the glue, the roof will fall through;
that acorn winter’s just around the bend.
She left that burner on too long
And I can’t open my eyes
in this room, in this house
where trouble sings its lies.

When the bottom drops out, which way is down and who draws the lines in the street? Through the dark red lining in your silver cloud: a black stain on your heart of gold. It rains like bullets and just as loud; she don’t know, she don’t know, she don’t know.

That oak tree fell straight down, pushed around by the storm.
Fleet of foot in a red nightgown; tip toe across the floor.
Back full of scars, splinters in my heart,
sirens sing a song of desire.
Trace the backbone sky, the rooster cries:
out of dark, out of time.

When the bottom drops out, which way is down and who draws the lines in the street? Through the dark red lining in your silver cloud: a black stain on your heart of gold. It rains like bullets and just as loud; she don’t know, she don’t know, she don’t know.

The crops have been cut down; the fields lay exposed.
Now I can see, now I can see the road.

If I’m the glue, the roof will fall through.
That acorn winter’s creeping into you.

When the bottom drops out, which way is down and who draws the lines in the street? Through the dark red lining in your silver cloud: a black stain on your heart of gold. It rains like bullets and just as loud; she don’t know, she don’t know, she don’t know.
Track Name: What Kind of Man
You called my bluff
You forced my hand
What kind of man
What kind of man
Took a couple laps
'Round the Promised Land
What kind of man
What kind of man
I took you home
And showed you my heart
What kind of man
What kind of man
You held me close
When the demons started
What kind of man
What kind of man

I should know by now
As long as you've been hangin' 'round
But you know how it is with love and the blind

I threw you a spark
You fanned the flame
What kind of man
What kind of man
In my bedpost
You carved your name
What kind of man
What kind of man

I should know by now
As long as you've been hangin' 'round
But you know how it is with love and the blind

I brought you to tears
You made me cry
What kind of man
What kind of man
And now I sing this song
and wonder why I wonder why
What kind of man
What kind of man

I should know by now
As long as you've been hangin' 'round
But you know how it is with love and the blind
Track Name: Muscle Memory
I was noting the briskness of our walk and my unusual ability
to keep the rhythm steady – steady.
When your words tore through my head
you cracked a smile at my stillness,
“you should challenge yourself sometimes,” sometimes

Familiarity funds the memory of the muscles
and if you learn to bend it will bend - bend

If there’s a lesson in time spent with friends,
it’s we develop half-truths;
fractured memories retold get fleshed out.
Somehow we still find the shame in our eagerness
to recount these stories, the messages they’re changing.

Familiarity funds the memory of the muscles
and if you learn to bend it will bend - bend

Maybe if I stay ahead of the flame
I can develop a new posture;
Compensate for the smoke ceiling,
we are remarkably adaptable beings… Smoke ceiling
Avoid every crack in the sidewalk;
I noticed the rate of our stride
But I kept the rhythm steady
Track Name: I Shall Not Want
The Lord is my Shepherd
The wolf's at the door
My cup runneth over
Pour me some more
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me home
and I shall not want, I shall not want

Drink with my enemies
Restore all my soul
Break up these still waters
Cast the first stone

Hounds on the righteous path
This trail has gone cold
Reward for the straight and narrow
Hanging on the crossroads
As I walk through the valley
Of the shadow I know

Drink with my enemies
Destroy all my soul
Break up these still waters
Cast the first stone

Oh make me lie down
In your pasture so blue
Lead me astray when I look for you
Yeah, me and mine enemies
Will drink til there's none
And I shall not want, I shall not want

Drink with my enemies
Restore all my soul
Break up these still waters
Cast the first stone

I shall not want, I shall not want
Track Name: Walking Through The Dark
Living in the moment
Is sort of like walking through the dark
Just put one foot in front of the other
Don’t focus on where you’ll be
When you get to fifteen steps from where you are now
I’m telling you that if you do you will miss
What is immediately in front of you
And you’ll feel like a fool when you fall on your face
And you don’t get there
And yes these suggestions all come
From a very large deal of experience
I have fallen on my face so many times
I probably shouldn't even have one

While I was walking through the dark

Now it’s equally important
To make sure that you’re not looking constantly fifteen steps
Over your own shoulder
Because living in the past is the pits
And how can you move forward?
Three steps back two steps up
Four steps back back to start
It all seems pointless
It’s a surefire way to spend your days
Standing still among the wreckage
And you might not fall down
But who cares you’re stuck there
And we’re still moving
Why don’t you try just one foot in front of the other
It seems silly I know but it’s worth it

And soon you’re walking through the dark

[Just] focus on just what you’re on
Try your life on one day at a time

And now you’re trudging through the dark, strolling through the dark, skipping through the dark, swaying through the..
Marching through the dark, twirling through the dark, strutting through the dark, dancing through the dark.