Everything I Own is Broken (2012)

by B. Hamilton

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1.
I am your man.
2.
Miss Carolina I caught you lovin' with the lights low Just night stand the diamonds And let them dangle off the deep end I know you like to be alone in the summertime And that is alright Back to the street scene To where the girls shake and burn their youth Just like Elvis Pressley Breaking the Antebellum blues I heard your fathers from the city and your mom is doing time For a red dress and a devil on the mind I know your just as lonely as all the people that you talk about Miss Carolina I caught you lovin' with your lights low Excuse your lateness I can tell that you mean it Back to the arms of your man Don't worry how I'm keeping warm I know your just as lonely as all the people that you talk about Miss Carolina...
3.
Gold Tooth 03:47
Release yourself from the burdens you carry Release yourself, man, and just live where you lay On a bed of nails or a coffin of roses It makes no difference, just live where you lay It was the better of days, when the sun dropped out by noon And cast her profile across the room All there was to say were dumb thoughts and petty observations About the people they knew When you wake up low and the newsfeeds say She's got a fake gold tooth and a baby on the way Dont you ever look back Oh, but when you look back Back when the fields bled green on LSD In a counterfeit construct of '69 in 2003 The colors always look right and the uniforms precise For a final reenactment before the dimming of the lights She gave up cigarettes for deep breathes She gave up whiskey for wine She gave in to foreign concepts Like consistency and time ...Like consistency and time All from a pink tract house and another from of time When you wake up low and the newsfeeds say She's got a fake gold tooth and a baby on the way Dont you ever look back
4.
When I get up I give up In the worst of ways When I get done I get gone Shoulder on and say Theres always something missing anyway You get away You get away from me The circus calls, go run now, fractured sweet Between the gutter and the ballroom I loose the fight every night I loose the fight every night I loose the fight every... Who are you loving now? Who are you loving now? Who are you loving now? That your secrets are safe with me There you go...
5.
On days when fields are shallow I'll crawl through broken window Oh the civil wars Fought in our heads All we do is pretend All we do is pretend Believe you're right Don't fade before your time Know that we'll be fine once we've been found Distance underground Fade
6.
Follow me and come to see the world as compromised Perfectly as dreams Everything I own is broken, everyone I know Knows to stay away I remember well When hangman cried and offered resignation While the children sighed their apologies to god I rubbed my crystal ball And threw it through a storefront Yes, I threw it through a storefront Oh priceless phase Oh endless days Oh god these chains around my neck feel so tight But I asses the view As horizons And the present just fades away in Pitman Green Everything I own is broken...
7.
Its a poisoned stroll down where the white girls go...
8.
Time and again I have suspended by tongue and no questions were raised But whats fighting for but liquor stores and a network of roads? ...Twilight in decline
9.
What is a life to be free? Cold?
10.
Your busted El Camino Your Rockefeller sass Makes no sense in California How did you think it would pass? Your protected sense of freedom is just a faded autograph Heres to the night Heres to whatevers left On borrowed time Or an eternal holiday Carved your name inside of Chino For "shov'lin" adderall to kids Got yourself an education A crate of books and a ticket to the east You might be able to out run the cops You might be able to get by peacefully You might find reason in Evangelical beliefs But you can never out run your pedigree Heres to the night Heres to whatevers left On borrowed time Or an eternal holiday Who will bitch about the radio? Who will carry on the medicine shows? Who will care less about everything? Once you get bored with this place Just like every other Oh, you know how that goes So Heres to the night Heres to whatevers left On borrowed time Or an eternal holiday
11.
The police gunned down Julian On the porch of his parent's home Bullets not meant for animals, much less men The spotlight shines as the winds kick up And the trees exhale the crows Tonight gracious living is put on hold The stretcher carried Julian From ambulance to morgue Shallow breathes, yes, but no contest to behold The hangman gets paid holidays To legitimize his role Tonight gracious living is put on hold The police gunned down Oscar Grant A man I'd never known Holdin' him down like dogs, though strength can't be dethroned By simpletons with cowboy pins By marksmen who miss their mark Tonight the bright side of the bay is dark The boys in black keep pushing me To burn it to the ground When I just want to process What's been goin' down And raise my glass to good men Taken down too young By pensioners and perverts Who draw their strength from furnished guns Although we did not speak And although the end is here Hey Julian, we finally got that beer Hey Julian, we finally... Oakland and Anaheim ain't divided by the 5 Tonight...
12.
Everything I own is broken...

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released June 26, 2012

B. Hamilton is:

Bill Crowley on DRUMKIT.
Andrew Macy on ELECTRIC BASS GUITAR.
Ryan Christopher Parks SINGING and playing ELECTRIC GUITAR.

Recorded around Oakland in the Summer, the Winter, and the Fall. Fuck Spring.

By:

Jonah Strauss at Shipwreck Studios (www.shipwreckoakland.com)

Adam Myatt (and Glenn Jackson) at Sharkbite Studios
(www.jamesandevander.com)

Mixed by Adam Myatt

Mastered by Matthew Tammariello
(soundcloud.com/shortcircles)



Check individual songs for additional musicians. How about a short list? Oh, ok:

Hillary Overberg (Violins), Caleb Nichols (Electric Bass Guitar), Erika Pipkin (Wurlitzer), James and Evander (Stuff, things, and stuffthings).

COVER ART BY J. OTTO SEIBOLD, THE MOST FAMOUS OF JIMS, AND NON-JIMS! (jottodotcom.com, jottodotcom.com)

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