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A Tone
(2019 PTTN EP)

Lyrics and Music By Crystal Casey (SOCAN) & Joseph Beaty (BMI) as Peeking Through The Noise

Scratches long and bruises wide
Monuments of strange delight
Unspoken, torn and buried deep
Sacred are the words we keep
Fractured bones under the pale
Pain waiting at the head of the nail
Powered down for the endless night
Monuments of strange delight
Monuments
Monuments _ of strange delight
I follow my feet through the hollow and the sweet
No matter how long…no matter how deep
I swallow…take all the stars inside
Monuments
Monuments _ of strange delight

All marching
Hypnotized
Victim to the beating
On the drum of those who rise
Get in line
Get in line
Move with the herd
Get in line
Get in line
Don’t say a word
Take your time
Take your time
Walk the beaten track
Get in line
Get in line
You’re not ever coming back
Just a noise in the static of conformity
Just a lie in the bed built for the mind… to sleep
Just a pill… to numb… to calm the nerves
And if we choose silence we get what we deserve
And if we choose silence we get what we deserve
Get in line
Get in line
Move with the herd
Get in line
Get in line
Don’t say a word
Take your time
Take your time
Walk the beaten track
Get in line
Get in line
You’re not ever coming back

Wind came, rain poured through
A wound, a hole – diameter grew
Invite you in – fall into place
All the hurt, love, and disgrace
Barehanded – shards of mirror
We look we cringe we drown in fear
Wind came, rain poured through
A wound, a hole – diameter grew
Wind came, rain poured through
Wind came, rain poured through
The real world we don’t want to address
Oh yes..what a wonderful mess we’re in.
Same channel with the same ol’ speak
I’m tuning out
tuning out
Tuning out now
I’m tuning out
Tuning out
Tuning out now…
Wind came, rain poured through
Knew all along this storm would brew
No escape – cut so deep
All the blood begins to seep
Can’t brace for such a breach
Our salvation is out of reach
Wind came, rain poured through
Knew all along this storm would brew
The real world we don’t want to address
Oh yes..what a wonderful mess we’re in.
Same channel, same ol’ speak
I’m tuning out
tuning out
Tuning out now
The real world we don’t want to address
Oh yes..what a wonderful mess we’re in.
Same channel, same ol’ speak
I’m tuning out
tuning out
Tuning out now
I’m tuning out
Tuning out
Tuning out now…
Tuning out
Tuning out
Tuning out now…

I’m not here
I never was
Just a generated tone drowned in fuzz
A little hum
Traveling a line
This unraveling thing was never mine
Up and split
The power gone
Built to bleed and drag along
I’m not here
I never was
Just a generated tone drowned in fuzz
Oh—If you could find—
Oh—If you could find the A tone
Underneath it all
I’m not here
I never was
A little hum
Drowned in fuzz
Up and split
The power gone
Built to bleed
And drag along
Oh—If you could find—
Oh—If you could find the A tone
Oh—If you could find—
If you could find the A tone
Underneath it all


Quiver _ Shiver_ out in the dark
Got just enough blade to make my mark
Found a place in the dirt to draw a broken heart
Shudder _ to think _ we might just sink
Unless we find a way to stop this thing
The wound collecting rain for the longest night
We gotta break the divide
Pacing _ Racing _ It’s all in my head
I keep this secret at bay, it can’t be fed
Its cries drown in the void of words left unsaid
Climbing _ the wall _ to get to you
You don’t see me at all, I can’t get through
You’re over there in the cold staging our last rites
I’m still alive
Reach inside
The stars the dust the flickering light
Carry the love to the other side

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