Written and performed by Familiar Theme
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mark Estephan at Minneapolis Media Institute Studios in Edina, MN from May - June 2015.
Thanks to our parents; Michelle & Bill, sorry about the noise, Patty, you're a true punk mom, Ashlyn, our dudes in Dear Interceptor, Remo Drive, Unturned, The Retakes, The Way Away, Billy Gleason, Mark Estephan, Bret Christiansen, Dylan Ford, Ben, Brody, Halen, Kelsie, and basements everywhere.
I'd hoped this time that I'd find you somewhere far from here
But every night I spend searching reminds me that you're near
I can't stay anymore
I keep seeing the same things I've seen before
Why can't I go?
Something pulls me to this place
And I can't see your face
Your breath I can no longer take
You're a cliche and we're something fake
Chapped lips and cigarettes are all you gave me
When you tried to save me
But even if I go I know
That every fucking thing will remind me
Track Name: Me (Now)
I've been hoping for a moment away from this snow
And I can feel the heat creeping in from the south
But I know that running for days
Couldn't keep me from feeling
This terrible way
And though it seems that I've been waiting for warm air
I've been finding it harder to breath.
Now I've caught myself watching wildflowers boom.
I'm afraid I'll die having never had a moment where I felt okay
And it feels like all my life I've just been waiting for another someday
I am lost cause I've been holding back since I was young
And I still can't find a to get a bit of truth to roll off my tongue
If my heart stops, would I even feel it go?
Or would I have some time to appreciate its echos?
Or if I fell back and let nature have its way
Would I find my worries to be wasted on things
That all turned out okay?
Track Name: Us (In Detail)
I saw colors in your eyes
That I did not recognize
And maybe I'm supposed to
Feel the same way you do
But it's hard when nothing changed for me
What's the point of leaving things like this?
I'm the only one who seems to see it.
Ignorance has its perks but I miss
Knowing who you were in detail
But I can't trace it back
To knowing you like that
I've been thinking
"Nothing feels right."