We've landed on the border of a strange land. | The sounds resound on the ground just like a tin can | Sensors read the odor of the ozone | What kind of thing could live in this unknown?
Off in the clear, they make their way near. It's mechanically clear | "We are your lost sons!!! There's no where to run!!!" | Parade: wandering to the horizon Charade: splitting the hares from the lion on the grave | Parade: life springing forth from division | Charade: knowing the part of the master and the slave | In their grasps we understand their meaning. | It's been us all these years they've been feeding. | With the dream to escape our homelife. | Like a plate of honey left for the buzzing swarm We've taken the bait into our minds in hypnotic form | "There's nowhere to run"
from
Homelife,
released January 1, 2002
Stephen Chopek: Drums, Percussion
Stephen Connolly: Bass, Vocals, and Percussion
Tim Dedman: Synths, Guitars, Vocals
Daniel Goebel: Double Bass, Theremin
Jason Merritt: Guitars, Banjo, Vocals
Justin Russo: Synths, Melotron
Gabriel Walsh: Vocals, Tapes and Loops, Guitars, Bass, Synths, Mandolin, Harmonium, Ukulele, Hurdy Gurdy, Toys