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Between The Break

by Emanuel and the Fear

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1.
Whatever happened to the older, lovely tortuous days? Whatever happened, I don't know but somehow they have swayed And though it seems a bit peculiar, I think I wanted it this way Whatever happened to the wondering dreams from where you came? Whatever happened I don't know but somehow they have changed And though you can trace it with your finger, There's no time can ever return where it's been It's been an odd ride making from what was To where that we were aimed That is now what we have become It's been an age of taking what we can Just to know from where we stand, What we are and how we'll end It's been a hard time hoping for a say, Between the dreaming that we praise, That we will end up where they came from Whatever happened to the young boy who, smiling, wore my name? Whatever happened, I don't know but he is no longer the same But if you look between the break, You'll see he hasn't gone away
2.
He was a North American stranger in some North American town, Had all the money anybody could need, watched it fall from whatever he found He was a young and delicate savior in some tailors wanting arms, Thought she could build from everything he was seeing but didn't care much for what he did Ah, but he kept his hopes held on, fell into another strange fortune While all the people who could see him worked on making their ideas Out of all of the things that he'd already won He was a North American angel in his north North American tower, Had all the women any man could've dreamed, but didn't care much for what they were seeing He had a good friend worked as an artist she said nothing real could last When every image everybody believed was forced to look as good as it can And then she pulled each of the layers away Showed him how each of them were painted and changed So every person looked exactly the same and untouchably farther away from the real thing He couldn't stop himself from seeing his face, Thinking if he would try to take it away Would people look and talk at him as if he Was another man and how different he would have been He was a North American stranger in his foreign distant land Trying to tell his friends of what he had seen, but no one seemed to give a damn It was a strange and delicate angle that he pushed with weighted hand. If all he was had come from how he was seen then he didn't care much for what he had Ah but he kept his hopes held on Found some other place with a folk that want Not to have to go to war with how a body’s shape is all a person's ever really known for
3.
Even if we don't get along, I'm gonna stand up tall I'm gonna stick to my own way Even if we don't need each other we can speak with each other, we can move together. Even if we go and fall to pieces at least we'll see that one another's pieces are all made of the same beliefs and even if that leads us into something we think is gonna take what we love to somewhere that we'll never find, It's just like dreams where you're dying that make us jump and defend our lives Oh, against our pillows, partners, husbands or our wives. Even if we don't get along, I'm gonna stand up tall I'm gonna stick to my own way Even if you go and lose your patience making nasty statements talking total nonsense I'm gonna take what you say, and understand you've lost your mind All in the name of the way you thought you had to protect your kind Oh, but it ain't so easy when you watch the news sometimes Who would ever want to have to believe that after living in a way they came to know so well with people talking in the way that they've always And then suddenly the words that were are all fragile, messed up, the kind of the words you need to lock away and never say because they might could go and make war one day But nothing else around you’s actually changed It's all the terror as it were but under some new name I know my people aren't bad, it's just that language takes its time. Yes, all of the cultures of man, have had to reconcile with how and why Even if we don't get along, I'm gonna stand up tall, I'm gonna stick to my own way. Even if we don't need each other We can move together, don't have to hurt each other.
4.
My lips, my tongue, my hopeless fun, My wandering eyes receive The look you leave, Watch what you say, watching the way You'll never go away from here I talk with fingers, talk with hair, Talk pictures dancing through the air Like an old fashioned nursery lamp And I know that you can see it too, So let's watch as they go their way To the dreams that we were both talking that day They're gonna show us something, Somewhere where we'll both be together Leaning over, your soft hair Makes a slow pass at my face there. I can feel as your words move From your lips down to my forehead And you're talking you love how What you feel now has no words for it Yes, I've been loved by other women Who've said a lot of such lovely, lovely things But it's you in my arms after all of their talk and it's all just talk thinking how this feels Like my shivering heart bending when hands land on my cheeks And you look calmly into my eyes And you’re talking you hate me, how you're crazy, all night thinking How we're always together now. Take what you may, I know today I'll never go away from here.
5.
The Break 1 00:32
6.
Well I've got my people, got my hands, I've got my fingers and my stances, I got no other way that I can be So take me or leave me cause I will be me And lately i've been feeling like i'm on my own Focusing on the words of people older than I am Saying wisdom is often first seen as misfortune And with these lonely days filled with longing that you think you need so badly, To simply get my way seems the only thing that'll make me happy But I know better than that because I, I'm... Not that young and I’ve learned enough that by now I should know these things I have never known a person going through their days Where every moment was the way that they had planned, Only that the people I look up to see every wind as something different And even though you know so well the things that you desire, They must be looked at like the weather where it stands, Because it does what it wants but always ends up something different And so these lonely days that you've come to hate Can be the things that break you Or you can chose to say, if I don't get my way Despite the twists of fate, I'm gonna live today And as the times they change and do as they were made To be along their way and leave me as they came, I will respectfully tip my hat and stay Thanking everything and then simply saying That even though it's so It's so unusual.. I will happily continue being like the winds from whence I came
7.
I walk my walk, make thoughts, work in it, I talk the chalk word dust, Whatever it was is gone because my words are worthless here on these strange ears I sip my beer, make clear and peaceful attempts at peers,  What's real and speaks to me but I'm met with,  "Man, how weird, is that hair real?" And they're serious... And it's the ordinary line, the ordinary line Yes it's the ordinary line that I can't seem to find I read and seething, plead with whoever's near me Or can hear the talk of the news, the times, and great divides  That fuel our fears and warp our minds But what surprises me is not that we can't agree,  It's most beliefs come from Facebook pages and all the smut  That is there smeared and all they hear And it’s the ordinary line, the ordinary line Yes it's the ordinary line that I can't seem to find One of these days, I’m gonna move on from the idiot refrain That has to stalk and follow me in every place I seem to be  Whenever I step from my crowded little bubble Oh and it’s my thought and you know what I mean,  It’s what some words can do.   And if our talk breeds another failure, I can only talk to you of People terrified of what they can't brand "me, mine" And it's the ordinary line, the ordinary line Yes it's the ordinary line that I can't seem to find
8.
My brother tried to kill me and leave me for dead But I survived with only a hole in my head I can’t think very well but from what I understand Is it’s my mind that’s fucked up because that’s all he said He says brother, believe me The words that you toss to the sky don’t mean nothing Stop talking, stop crying You’re better off taking yourself somewhere I can’t hear you and your idiot words as they pile high My brother tried to tell me his intentions were good He felt sorry when his girl questioned why must he hurt And go after my jugular just for some words Saying your clumsiness is ugliness And this’ll help you to learn And then he jabs with intentions to stab at the back of my brain And I just keep looking for a reason why My brother tried to kill me and leave me for dead But I survived with only a hole in my head I can’t think very well but from what I understand Is it’s my mind that’s fucked up because that’s all he said He says "Emanuel I think the words that fall cross for me Can easily be changed to help with your problem So come on and be more like the way that I am " And I said "no thank you, have a good one, Maybe next Christmas instead" My brother tried to kill me
9.
The Break 2 00:52
10.
Take me from the west wind, terrible and silent Kicking up, the wake swells up in the back and you're out  Staring at the night sky, watching the clouds  And picturing another way  As you move together slowly to the south  Take me from the west wind, heavy like a siren Reaching from a young man's perch in the fire  And working for another day, holding on to anything That’ll move towards whatever'll pull you out Lying down as the wind moves on with the sun to another day Stepping out of the downward spiral of something you used to say  That it's easy Easy? Why would it be so easy Living life in somebody's arms that needs to see me  And have me each minute that they're pleasing  With a mugshot and a simple bio?  Yeah believe me, yeah believe me, I'll own the life I'm leading And when the cloud becomes the storm I'll have deleted  But will hold the things I’ve worked for Take me from the west wind, terrible and silent Kicking up, the wake swells up in the back and you're out
11.
Honey, I don't mean to pry, I understand how it can be And if you need a little time You won't find trouble here with me And I just came to tell you why I've been behaving like I have And I know you don't want to fight, So please know that either do I It’s just that, I've got this heavy little heart And it's been that way for all my life And now it feels like it needs you but you can't go so far So quickly, so... I just need for you to know That I know exactly how you're feeling ‘Cause I have been that way before And I would never want to be the person who Takes his silly little heart And thinks because he Has some feelings He needs to force what he believes that he is needing When all I need is to know you're doing what you're wanting And that when your ready You will find the silly heart That's only ever wanted yours.
12.
Hold me close ‘fore I go away Across the Atlantic Ocean I’ve been hoping that I could stay But we both know that can’t happen Well the last thing I knew, I was talking to whoever Needed my song or my sorrow And then turning with a face In some tortuous faith That I needed but that I couldn’t hold on to Thinking I’ll be gone in another year Across the Atlantic Ocean When all I want has to stay right here And all I can think of Is how I’m leaving From the ghosts of your room On the coast of Barcelona You imagined that We could manage this And I tried my best to believe that And we can search for a meaning Like some dream that made you cry Or some color that you spoke of But maybe it’s just that sometimes You’ve gotta hold me close ‘fore I go away Across the Atlantic Ocean And I’ve been hoping that I could stay But we both know It’s not supposed to be that way
13.
Take what you will but promise me that You will leave me with more than you gave Because you didn't give anything And I'd like to hold onto some of my face And I know that it's not a delicate flower Or the prettiest thing that has been, But I've grown quite fond of the thing And plan on continuing using it So I'll open my door just a little bit more For to give you the room that you need, Just don't let the door go and hit you Where the good Lord split you When you finally take your leave It's funny how it seems to get the things you need The only thing to do is let go of something And almost every time it's something you were hiding Just because you thought you had to protect what you worked for But that's not the best thing to do No, you've got to believe That sometimes what you need is gonna find you And so the love that went wrong in terrible saga That was loosed by the cannons of blame Should show you by now that you should change Your reason for staying and holding so close to that thing And hopefully now the unusual flower And the person that you look to blame Will release you and teach you And cease to mistreat you And make peace with the things that you gave

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released October 20, 2022

Emanuel Ayvas - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Synth
Nic Cowles - Synths, Flute
Jeff Gretz - Drums, Percussion, Glockenspiel
Sarah Elizabeth Haines - Violin, Viola, Vocals

Recorded and Produced by Emanuel and the Fear (Brooklyn, NY)
Composed by Ayvas/Cowles/Gretz/Haines (BMI)
Mastered by Garrett Haines at Treelady Mastering (Pittsburgh, PA)

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