The Pull Of Gravity

by Young and Heartless

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Engineered/Mixed by Kevin Bernsten at Developing Nations Studio
Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering
Artwork by Alex Swisher

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released 24 June 2014

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Track Name: Haunted
She is losing her religion. Yeah, it's not ‘cause of God. No, it's not ’cause of Satan. She is stuck in the middle. I know what you do when there's no one watching. I'm that pretty lonely boy in the arms of an avalanche. The sun dropped you out. But nobody even liked you, until your inheritance. Now you are in a parked car, going nowhere with all of your ugly friends. Riding high on prescription drugs, until you are slowly letting go. I've got it all on my shoulders, I've got it all on my shoulders, I sold my soul but I got it back on me. But I brought you in, laid you on the silver couch. I brought you in, your eyes were rolling back. I've got it all on my shoulders, I've got it all on my shoulders, I sold my soul but I got it back on me. Because you rely on me. I ride my bike down to Duncan's to get my dad some cigarettes, he says he needs them like his coffee and his hopelessness. But I don't believe him anymore. Yeah, I don't believe him anymore. Says he is disappointed in me at the dinner table. Who can stay in school, but fail his grade? I don't have the heart to tell him that I've hardly been there. He calls my sister a dyke, drags her across the floor because she doesn't like boys anymore. And I can hear her packing her bags in her room and I want to go with her but I'm only fourteen years old. Yeah, I'm only fourteen years old.
Track Name: Desk Rot
Lost my pride in a prize fight, I'm a broken jaw. You have never seen hollow bones like mine. Held my joy like a wildfire, but the devil knew. I'm finding healthy ways to keep my demons away. But there are days inside my head, I'm growing thin, I'm crawling in. All the pretty girls are staring at me, pale blue, pale white, this snowy December. You're smoking joints in between class. So confident and sleek, pretty boy suicide, your first instinct was to never leave me. But there are days inside my head, I'm growing thin, I'm crawling into loveless thinking. It's stinging my ears to know you are never changing. I learned to forget. I'm the new American Heart-throb solely on the count of you. You are like an actress on the television. God, you look so skinny, the way you wanted to be.
Track Name: Weather Die
I called in sick to wash my feet in the Atlantic saltwater. I'm a real cold sitter, I'm a real go-getter it seems. My God, I've never been so happy. I could feel the black water of the sea crawling up my sleeves. I was the only person in the world not apologizing for a thing. Just a light head, and a shiny metal hook in my mouth. I could have died and been dragged for miles on the bottom of the ocean. I was free. And I don't know why, it's easier to cry than hold strong and be brave. And I don't know why that summer ever ended. They all gave you names, made you feel awful. It was your weak wrists and your delicate knees that made you feel so down and out. Then you played doctor on youself, tried to be magazine beautiful. You climbed out your window late at night. You grew a pair of wings and flew over my neighbors house, and I don't think you are coming back but some days I see you. And I don't know why, it's easier to cry than hold strong and be brave. And I don't know why the Devil takes their lives but leaves their faces, like a movie in my head I’d like to stop.
Track Name: Golightly
Long steps through the embarrassing. I'll just let the phone ring. Waking, smiling and faking. Julie, do you ever think of me? But I'm a Class A Victorian, yeah I'm going to put up a fight. We'll let the kids gather round, yeah the kids will gather round. We will see who is wrong or right. So what's the problem, what's the problem Julie? Isn't it everything you asked for it to be? Could we leave out the part where I say I'm sorry. I've got my shoes on tight, got my head on right, I'm spinning. But you act so far away. But I'm a Class A Victorian, yeah, I'm going to put up a fight. So what's the problem, what's the problem Julie? Isn't it everything you asked for it to be? I'm getting the knack for loving people I shouldn't. I'm getting the knack for staying dry while I'm walking on water.
Track Name: Virgin
I've got empty headed losses. I've got friends in wooden boxes. The paper says to stay indoors. I've got my sister living downtown, working harder with her hands now. I wonder if she still remembers how to bow like ballerinas do? Read a book it ruined my day. I caught a bird and it flew away. My conversation with God ended when I fell asleep. I've gotten tired of having patience, sleeping late and driving alone, floating past everyone I've ever known. So I taught myself how to fall asleep while walking. It's got the best of me. Cause I can't hide these things these days. (It takes time, yeah, I know I got it. Get some sleep, yeah, I know I got it. It's just life yeah, I know I got it. Yeah, I got it.) Read a book it ruined my day. Caught a bird and it flew away. My conversation with God ended when I fell asleep. I've gotten tired of having patience, sleeping late and driving alone, floating past everyone I've ever known.
Track Name: Oliver Street
I saw you in my dream. You were an old house I watched on Oliver Street. Go on, don't be disappointed, it is only temporary. With your eyes closed holding a photo of your family like a phantom. It's tough to know when you know you are letting go. I'll try to not let it get to me. It won't get through my thick pale white skin. Just hold on with me, or let me be. Move all your tiny chairs and furniture, take your mind off of reality. Take a break from what you expected of me, throw them all from the balcony. I don't mind. I guess we all have to leave sometime, but not us, but not me. I'm trying to guess what will happen next.
Track Name: Columbia Skulls
I can picture you in the doorway, hair in your face, that stupid shirt. I'm miles away thinking of life again. On the day I die, I want to recognize the reasons I lived in vain, and all the faces that made me afraid of living untouched. I hold my breath, try to keep to myself, won't talk to anyone else. I'm a lonely catalyst. Pull you on stage, saw you in half, grab your coat head for a cab, you are a fraction of yourself now, you are a tender miserable flower. Selling tickets for the terrible person I am. On the day I die, I want to recognize the reasons I live in vain, and all the faces that made me afraid of living untouched. Cause I don't ever want to lose you, and for all I know you've left the show. And it's hard to say I love you when I don't want to. It's hard to say I miss you when you're not there. And it's hard to know my soul when I can't feel it. And all I've always wanted has been replaceable. You are all I've always wanted.
Track Name: Lord-well
August fifth, the flight came in. After our last conversation, made me feel a bit anxious. But I bit my lip, I got a grip, rode my bike to Alison's. The falling leaves felt like it was raining. I went to school, ignored my friends. I held my head through everything, it made me feel less stupid. But maybe I had it all backwards. I wish I never got through to you. No one wants to be on this side of pity. No one wants to be on this side of life. Makes you think there might be someone out there who will be with you always. August sixth, the flight left. I never did call you back, made me feel so selfish. I went outside to watch the clouds part, with a dozen different airplanes, flying away from here. The falling leaves felt like it was raining.
Track Name: Shelf Life
Fence pickets hugging the ground. I've got my fists full of snakes and I'm rattling now. It's warm and cold at the same time, but if my head is clear I know that I'll be fine. I have a terrible time being a good man, because my head is full of snakes and it's filling with sand. But I'll be fine. My hummingbird gone, my hummingbird gone south. I found a silver lining to this black-hearted track. (I survived the rain again.) I found the one who dropped it off and I gave it back. (Come see my new place in the heart of the city.) I said I love you and I miss you, I just can't say it yet. (There's no good air around here for me.) Because I'm too cold to even feel it yet. (Nobody is watching the rain consume their fire.) But I'll be fine.
Track Name: Tomorrow's Problems
Sold my God a silk tie to perpetuate the lie that he needs a collection of simple things. Move another mountain and go to the movies. And take from me a sinful taste. You've always been the reckless one. I tried to be the same, be consistent, one anyone could call at any time. What do I do? When you changed me. Have I been the right guy to fill up your pages? I know, it's just another stupid letter that you put all of our names in. Left the cab, you were drunk when I got there. Held yourself up with an arm on the table. Why did you think everything was so funny then? I tried to reason with you, you tried to point out my mistakes. In a slurred, attacking sort of way. I left and I taught you, that grace has it's limits. Would I change it if I knew what it would mean then
Track Name: The Pull of Gravity
Today I felt the pull of gravity, wrapping it's heavy fingers around my wrists. You were talking so fast on the phone I didn't know how I unwound you. I was so unkind to you, while you waited. You didn't know that I knew that you were getting married. A lie in the face while you lie in your bed before me. So call it off, just call it off, I don't think I can hold myself up. Today I felt the pull of gravity, wrapping it's heavy fingers around my wrists. All I can offer is all there is. Nothing more, nothing less. I'm only this illusion. I'm taking my mind back, buying my soul back. I'm not wasting my time here. I'm sorry, its a headache, goodbye. Today I felt the pull of gravity, wrapping it's heavy fingers around my wrists. You know I never wanted this