Manufactured in a 6 Panel, Full Color, Digipack with center tray.
The tracks were recorded in various locations, rooms, apartments, inside of vehicles & finally culminating in my studio “(he)Art, Sight & Sound” between the fall of 2013 & the summer of 2017, during the most violent ups & downs of my entire life.
Total running time : 80 minutes.
This record saved my life.
This record is dedicated to the greatest mother that ever lived....
J. Karen (Hall) Goff : 1955-2015
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The things we think & do not say.
I need someone who won't go away.
I regret all my regrets,
But there's still a bad moon, that lights the inside of my chest.
"A fatherless child thinks all things are possible & nothing is safe," how do we know, we're even alive?
Hopefully when it's over, I'll have made you happier than sad.
Proud of me & even prouder of yourself....
I hope it mattered.
I hope it matters.
There's no good, in the things,
That disappear when you're near.
And there's no good, when all that's left,
Are those things & all that brings.
Truth is I'm fucking scared.
Truth is I'm so alone.
And I feel I don't deserve.
These things I call my own.
Still talking to myself,
When there's no one else around.
Still looking for a reason,
There's not many of em now....
And I don't wanna feel this way anymore.
But there's no way back, I said that I....
Don't wanna feel this way anymore.
You can have it back.
Can't get hit by lightning, if you don't stand out in the rain....
And shoulder the weight.
And if there's no one there, to hear, the tree fall in the forest....
Then burn that forest down,
When all has been said, all has been done.
When all has been bled, all has been done.
Can't get hit by lightning, if you don't stand out in the rain....
And shoulder the weight.
And if there's no one there, to hear, the tree fall in the forest....
Then burn that forest down,
When all has been said, all has been done.
When all has been bled, all has been done.
There's no good, in the things,
That disappear when you're near.
And there's no good, when all that's left,
Are those things & all that brings.
One day you look up and,
You're on the top of the world.
And before you can feel it,
You're ashes in dirt.
Like smoke through a key hole,
You haven't moved very far.
But I AM WHAT I AM....
And I've STILL got my guitar.....
One day you look up and,
You're on the top of the world.
And before you can feel it,
You're ashes in dirt.
Like smoke through a key hole,
You haven't moved very far.
But I AM WHAT I AM....
And I've STILL got my guitar.....
The things we think & do not say.
I need someone who won't go away.
I regret all my regrets,
But there's still a bad moon, that lights the inside of my chest.
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Sometimes beautiful, often joylessly melancholy but most accurately described as horrific. Forever art-damaged. Complete murdered auditory terrorism. The peak of transient delving, compulsive emotional mutilation.
