Woke in the night.
In a room that’s dark and empty,
A voice asks “how did you get here?”
Toss and turn until dawn.
Heavy eyes burning through daylight.
Hang your head, tie a noose
Around your neck.
It’ll drag you along.

(CHORUS)
The faults you bought and the loves you lost
Were all from faking where you belong.
The faults you bought and the loves you lost
Were all from faking where you belong.

And it’s not enough, it’s not enough.
It’s not enough, no it’s not enough.

Frustrated, deflated, with nowhere to go
And nothing to show for it.
Hang your head, tie a noose, arrive at home
And worry through the night.
Don’t belong, don’t belong.

(CHORUS)
The faults you bought and the loves you lost
Were all from faking where you belong.
And it’s not enough, no it’s not enough,
You’re still stuck and asking “how did I get here?”

Keep building up my bad luck
Knowing the trouble that I will cause.
Like an old dog who can’t learn new tricks,
I watch them speak but I don’t know what I missed.

Am I better off not knowing what I’ve done wrong?
Am I better off having never tried at all?
Falling behind, trapped under ladders that go unclimbed and only fall over.

(CHORUS)
I thought I had what it takes, I’ve been playing the wrong game.
Wandering off the path, it won’t replace
Or fix the lack of matter in my head.

Clearing out cobwebs, what’s left?
A shell to fill with bad habits, and declining motives.
Sudden momentum, dropped at the first sign of trouble.

Was I better off not knowing what went wrong?
Was I better off having never tried at all?

(CHORUS)
Never had what it takes, I keep playing playing the wrong game,
Wandering on a path that I can’t change
And leads me back to where I began.

Better off pretending nothing’s wrong.
Better off not trying at all.
Better off dropping out at the sign of trouble.
Better off giving up and starting over.

(CHORUS)
Never had what it takes, I keep playing playing the wrong game,
Wandering on a path that I can’t change
And leads me back to where I began.

The sound of crashing waves,
Yearning for another place.
Slips down the throat and aches the nerves.
Caught in your eye, the allure.

(CHORUS)
Far away, far away,
The promise of the open air,
Longing to get out of here.

The sigh kept unreleased
Distracts a smile, begs relief.
Where is your head? Somewhere adrift.
It’ll sweep you up before you know it.

(CHORUS)
Far away, far away,
The promise of the open air,
Longing to get out of here.

(CHORUS)
Far away, far away,
The promise of the open air,
Longing to get out of here.

Landslide rolling over one twenty-three.
Outside a picture perfect pristine.
In-between there’s a space you can’t keep.
Safe from lows, a place you’ll never know,
But wish you did.

Stranger, let’s split the distance
From harbors unwelcome and desolate.
Send us off and hope we don’t get lost
Between the dulls and pits,
The moments you have missed mending your hull.

Too blind to see through the clouds.
Another tidal wave but you ignore the sound.

(CHORUS)
Sailing off, you’re off, to hide that albatross.
Sailing off, you’re off, to hide that albatross.
If you didn’t have to then you didn’t have to.
If I didn’t have to I’d never ask you.

(Bridge)
And did you find what you were looking for?
Catching you off balance and falling overboard.
Come up for air just to fall in, now you’re falling all the time.
I’ll never understand what you were looking for.
Come up for air just to fall in, now we’re falling all the time.

Come back to life and mend your hull.
Come back to life and leave behind the lows.

(CHORUS)
Sailing off, you’re off, to fight that albatross.
Sailing off, you’re off, to fight that albatross.
You didn’t have to if you didn’t have to.
If I didn’t have to I’d never tell you.

Come back to life and mend your hull.
Come back to life and leave behind the lows.

Hindsight is failing
And what’s left is no perspective.
False friends or companions,
I can’t see or tell the difference.
But who are you to blame
When bad faith knocks on the door?
On your door.

It’s too late to climb that maze
And keep your warmth.

(CHORUS)
So worried about your head
You forgot about the lies.
It’s not the words you’ve said.
It’s what you didn’t say at all, and never will.

“It’s all lies, it’s all lies, it’s all lies” you’re feigning.
It’s all right, it’s all right,
To nose dive on faking.

Run out the door and strike a match,
Burn the whole forest down.
Get on your knees, inhale the ash,
Yell out till you’re found.
Lift up your eyes and hear your cries.
No one is around, they’re not around.

(CHORUS)
So worried about your head
You forgot about the lies.
It’s not the words you’ve said.
It’s what you didn’t say at all, and never will.

Get out of my head.

(Outro)
So worried about your head
You forgot about the lies.
It’s not the words you’ve said.
It’s what you didn’t say at all, and never will.

Lights out, it’s always deceiving.
Shapes shift and blend among
Forests of undefined meaning,
No edge to be found.

I — I’m beginning to feel
Out of range and less afraid.
Now I — I’m beginning to see
All the shapes that were vague.

(CHORUS)
Shame on me for asking
When all is not even well.
Shame on me for trying
When all we needed was help,or something to save.

Replay while making commitments
That fall or fly away.
Bogged down by needing familiar
Routines and days.

I — I’m beginning to feel
Out of touch and more afraid.
Now I — I’m beginning to see
All the shapes I failed to make.

(CHORUS)
Shame on me for asking
When all is not even well.
Shame on me for trying
When all we needed was hell, a motive to change.

I’m beginning to see
There was nothing in the way, there was nothing left to save.
I’m beginning to feel
Every night and day all the things I wanted to change.

Look beyond them
The quiet apparitions.
Now I wait for a sign.
But I’ll stay and watch the outside
Fuel my hopes just to hate what I’ve done.
And you’ll say “where have you gone?”
And I know, it comes on slow but feels no different.
Yet I’ll stay and run out my time.

Touching down, hardly noticed
Fleeting moments missed along the way.
Hypnotizing, a call of wonder
Open ended still in my gaze.

But now wait, how can this be the sum
Of everything I’ve done?
It’s not enough like me.
Waste – how much of this time
Wrapped up in my mind, second guessing things.
(Think, think, think)

Couldn’t tell you all the things I miss.
Couldn’t stand to hear what might have been.

(CHORUS)
Haunted by wanting
Every passing chance.
Haunted by longing
For every passing glance.

There’s not enough light, you’re just beyond my sight.

On the way out, too much gravity,
Pulls me down and back to my seat.

But now wait, how can this be the sum
Of everything that’s gone?
I don’t know what it means.
Waste – how much of this time
Still wrapped up in my mind,
Second guessing dreams.
(Dream, dream, dream.)

Couldn’t tell you all the things I miss.
Couldn’t stand to hear what might have been.

(CHORUS)
Haunted by wanting
Every passing chance.
Haunted by longing
For every passing glance

There’s not enough light, you’re just beyond my sight.

You’re always just out of sight.

Breathing out from afar,
Wonder where you are.
Moving on from yesterdays,
It’s not what you thought but feels the same.

(CHORUS)
If you could have anything
What would make you complete?
But if you had it all you would lack the wherewithal.

Years have gone, keep passing by,
The fire dims from our eyes.
Weathered hearts have kept a pace
But they’re slowing down and out of sync.

(CHORUS)
You could have anything but
That won’t make you complete.
You could have it all but
That won’t make you whole.

(CHORUS)
You could have everything but
That won’t make you complete.
You could have it all but
That’ll never make you whole.

Waking up in the dark, still wonder where you are.

Written & recorded at various times from June 2017 to May 2019
Instruments recorded in Everett, WA at Greet the Sea’s rehearsal space.
Vocals recorded in Seattle, WA at the Shelton residence.

Produced and Recorded by Greet the Sea
All songs written, arranged, & performed by Greet the Sea | Lyrics by Brett Shelton
All songs published by Greet the Sea / Bad Snoozing Publishing ASCAP

Brett Shelton – vocals, guitars, sfx
Nik Pfeifer – guitars, vocals
Ross Powell – bass guitar
Ryan Mulligan – drums, percussion

Mixed & Mastered by Brett Shelton in Seattle, WA

Group Photography by Elaina Schwennsen, Sean Powell, & Sara Lindsey (Scene Stories)
Artwork Photography by Marko Blazevik, Laura Vinck, Ryan Wilson, Danielle Barnes, Rafael Delboni & Andrea Ferrario

Album Artwork Layout & Design by Brett Shelton
Marketing, Press, & Legal by Nik Pfeifer & Ross Powell

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