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The Sandy Pilgrims EP

by The Sandy Pilgrims

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1.
Appalacia 04:21
All the way out there, she is sitting in the window seat With ocean eyes, the look that meets me, says she doesn't need me And makes me a stray dog on board this trade cog For idiosyncrasies that don't say who we are Tell me why our destinations are always begging to find beginnings I'm so scared that all the stars are gonna shine down on all our sinning And there are many things I fight for, but I know that I'm not winning anything Maybe some eastern ocean sky can hold me against the signs that I'm dying What else can I do, I course my body through the wires You've become a complication and I've become so tired From a moving train I'm looking out into abject opaque suns that never move Or show outside the windows I just wanna be somewhere with steady hills that I can live behind Pennsylvania, West Virginia, they have always been my states of mind A billion suns bursting, falling off with no objections And between me and them is a spectrum of reflections Aren't we all little spiders Taking space up in the hours Aren't we all little tiny spiders With our translucent messages Taking hours and hours to sink into the dirt They take hours and hours Maybe those blue ocean eyes could hold me against the signs As I watch America go by Maybe these green mountainside could hold me against the signs As I watch America go by
2.
Sea bird hopping one rock to another They never leap into the Greatest Lake Looking out from the church I'm searching for a mother In the calmest water I have ever seen The kind and smiling clouds, the sun is shining through And there's a crystal clear horizon, and a black balloon Limp, feathering down to the surface It makes no ripple in the mild cerulean A slow pontoon grumbles by As the distant dusk tries to pry Open wide the faceless clouds And I grin and I open my eyes and I don't know why I grin, I open my eyes, and I don't know why
3.
The first time that you bent your wrist And the first time you made a fist You planned out your whole life Like every boy you'll kiss In your hand for all time In the lines Well that's if you believe the palmistry Every time that your eyes pinch And every time your fingers flinch It's a chemical pathway And it's pulsing through your nerveways And oh it's hard to explain, but if you believe If you believe the chemistry If you believe If you believe If you believe the philosophy, the biology, the causality If you believe in the destiny, if you believe, if you believe Fate tectonics shifting in your eye sockets
4.
Being young together Being young together Hiding in the heathers Collecting little feathers Being young together For a year, I laid down fallow in the lukewarm shallows, and I was slouching through the snow. But your eyes flitting briefly before mine like two little mice in a field we sow. And we walked together in the copiousness of June, and I almost said, "I love you," as the summer waned and the trees all lost their hue. I take my little victories. I know what I can change and what I can't change when I'm walking down the street. Cuz our lives HAPPENED this way, and are HAPPENING this way and will always HAPPEN this way in the grand range of time and motion and my casted memory. Breathe out. Breathe out again. Breathe out. Breathe out. Breathe out again. Breathe out. Breathe out. Breathe out again. Breathe out. Breathe out. Breathe out again. Because There is always a little bit of air in your lungs So breathe out the old, breathe in the young
5.
I met an old woman who couldn't talk, but she could sing I met an old man who couldn't walk, but he could dance So lovely how the oblivescence can take our minds And the senescence can take our bodies But nothing ever can take our soul This old woman who couldn't talk Could sing like the first dewdrops of the springtime This old man who couldn't even walk Could dance like the sunset trickling through the trees in the summer And it's so lovely how the oblivescence can take our minds And the senescence can take our bodies But nothing ever can take our soul In the autumn of our lives In the autumn of our times In the autumn of our lives Leaves from the trees in the autumn of our
6.
Mantra 04:40
And the brimming sun spills... Two drops of gold on your folded eyelids And you taste my teeth as I steady your chin And the moon draws light from your indigo skin But I don't know where you start and Heaven begins And I will carry your bundle of burdens on my back And keep the brazier buckle latched on the bosom that you lack But the other lapse I'll look right at You are gonna nurse me when I'm drunk And paint me when I'm blank Teach me when I'm dumb You don't gotta ---- me in the rain Just feed me sugar in my pain Because I believe in a different Jesus But there ain't no god who believes in us And I read a different Bhagavad Gita But there ain't no tome tellin' the story of us And I breathe a different Brahman But there ain't no ocean big enough to drown and swallow us And I see a different Shiva But we only need four arms We only need for arms And the truth of the beauty's not the good And the beauty of the truth is not the good And we are two goodnesses And the good is good is good

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This is a group of songs we have been writing and recording for the last few years. We wanted to finish this record as school was ending and band members were moving away from Chicago. We are extremely proud of this record, and we hope you enjoy it!

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released August 14, 2014

Recorded in Chicago and St. Louis 2013-2014

Album Art: Libby McGuire

The Sandy Pilgrims:

Ryan Bedell
Mikey Dienstbach
Jake Stolz
Mike Tynan

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With a smooth blend of folk, acoustic rock, and blues, this four-piece creates rich tunes with warm vocal harmonies, intricate instrumentation, and original song structures.

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