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by When Giants Fall

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JOA 03:59
JOA Looking through the windows in the ground I see the heart but hear no sound Reflecting skies I heard today They say the wind about to change It's brushing on the surface. We put some flowers in our hair it smells of winter in despair Our giant armies crush and kill They stain us all against our will Outside… This jar of ants shakes with the sound Of barking foxes for the crown This fear we breed will bring us down Spilling blood till we all drown Brushing on the surface. There's no one on the outside: outside
Empty 05:38
Empty Vagueness, it erupts as we begin Sculpting our desires from communication lint and the days of late flash and burn Twisting from the calendar, daisy chained and tethered just like headstones to my head Me, I'm never coming home. He'll never come back to empty listening to his hands say nothing. Thoughts wander home from work Solid blocks of logic; his round head is full of dirt Nothing grows in this room anymore His still hands are empty rusting red in pools of hollow He'll never come back to empty listening to his hands say nothing. All my memories are dropping dead, Everything’s so heavy I can't go back to my head Me, I'm never coming home. He'll never make it to his head
burn hole in my head flowers in my bed I ate the moon instead of growing dead shades of yellow-grey bursting in untamed crazy sleep I found inside the flame straight sun shooter don’t you turn around straight sun shooter don’t you turn it on hurling toward the stars thresholds torn apart riding as the sun shears off it’s rays sudden on a dream mold growing just like greed it's feeding every day on what we bleed running through my head changing words I've said took the prize while I paid the price times ten sun trumpets in space come slamming in my face while I hide behind my head this secret shade straight sun shooter, don’t you turn around straight sun shooter, don’t you turn it on starlight fades to day creeping toward the sense they made our eyes turn to the blueshine just the same mr. tv man looking mighty tan evangelizing truth; comes in a can! straight sun shooter, don’t you turn around
20 03:50
20 Swimming in this sea of stone Noise crushing my very bones The tide, it rolls me to and fro Morning work and night back home 20 is nothing. Look beyond but the foreground tells what 20 is, and 20 fell 20, I remember
Pancakes On A Sunday Morning Today’s a sunny day It's the day that you were born With your heart and with your hands You carry sunshine to every shore Where every grain of sand clings to your feet for the promise of more Shining stars all hold their breath and dance, shimmy down to the floor Pancakes on a Sunday morning Today's the kind of day we hold hands all the way to the zoo to watch the elephants counting sheep to get to sleep to dream of you... Warm kisses and winter nights Spring rain and the flowers bright Summer heat and the air won't move - It's all hanging around for you Pancakes on a Sunday morning (4x)
6 is lucky 04:00
Slide 06:57
spring so elusive sun's playing hide and seek little mouths, my skin screams through dark days I let them freeze nights breath, my only friend spawns infection like emptiness fading eyes go unset coldness breeds until I forget I'm getting harder to find I'm slowly losing the wind no longer willing to try my hope is starting to slide silence settles to throbbing sleep drumming butterflies mesmerize ... through stone hands I cannot feel their dancing bodies or heartbeats I'm getting harder to heal I'm slowly losing the feel no longer willing to try my hope is starting to slide slide... somehow, through the earth, your silence echos; fumes of empty words through my ghost town; and the passing sun set me down
Weight 05:14
Weight Hey wait. I've seen another place Sitting in tandem beneath the Nebraskan plains Where I learned from that golden world The dangers of carrying on with measured words right here, we're sprouting our own Hitler Youth all of this time becomes frustrated passionless fruit Weight Moving away, I Doppler to clay I'm hiding from hands that sculpted my head from my name I spoke the language, the language hurt Reasons and rhymes are the fingers of time that are cracking and curt touching me, leaving me undone me and my purple kings in my lovely dungeon Weight Oh great, here I am, naked and new mistakes setting my anger against the work that it takes to clean up the mess at the foot of my bed claimed she was an angel but now she's dead and purple's eating all the colors, all the others Run and hide
Mr. Silence 04:17
Jezebel 04:20
Jezebel Tempo = 105 tied inside and the choke I can't kill pushing the pressure to lie and still sleep still bind the truth unsettled then forget and wake untethered jezebel I'm tied to something I cant' see doubt is treason hanging me you argue and you plant the seed begin, then, a thinking tree apologies plus 1 and 6 are these foreign things? from time to time I find myself head hand, knee jezebel, the sky looks blue but I can't see what's tearing as I'm pulling free, jezebel, I thought we had a story to tell.. Gifts of arms draw me in peaceful as the angels cradle tattooed on your shoulder, disguising a pushing hand jezebel it's been so long since I could breath and I tried today but couldn't see your bloody knees and heart that fell asking for the hand you held while pushing me jezebel. focus on the forward inches remaking all these moments draped and loosely wrapped to treat these sick feats undone, mistrust blessed my tongue It's you & me, jezebel you're in me now, jezebel wrapped in wires I can't see is it you or is it me? jezebel, you've got a heart but still you make me bleed



The New Hard Rock
You'll probably like this if you also like:Yes, Soundgarden, The Who.

"Slightly delic - And I like it like that!" - Stuart Hallerman, Owner of Avast!
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“When Giants Fall have created quite the debut cd for themselves”
- King Jill, Radio Free Seattle

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released October 14, 2008

Bass and Vocals
- Mike Sebring
- Tim Young (Zony Mash, Thruster!, Bill Frisell)
- Chad Quist (Big Brother & The Holding Company)
- Mike Stone (Zony Mash, Peter Buck, Stone Gossard)
- Eric Eagle (Jesse Sykes and the Sweet Hereafter, Wayne Horvitz)
Hammond B-3
- Micah Hulscher (Dusty 45s, Harry James Orchestra)

Produced by
Geoff Ott/Wayne Horvitz/Scott Ross

Mastered by Barry Corliss at
Master Works in Seattle, WA


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