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Show Trials

by westwork

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If I built a stage would walk upon it? would you step into the sheltering light? electric smile with the cameras rolling. would your mind shine half as bright? If I built a stage would you stare in wonder? or would see through the curtains thin? and I heard a sound like someone knocking- would I know you and would I let you in? would you fade into? would you fall into a careful disguise? If I took away your radio slumber, your 50 watt heart, your stereo eyes? and cast off your casual demeanor- would there be anything left to recognize? would you fade into? would you fall into a careful disguise? if I built a stage would watch it crumble- to leave me alone with the stars above? cover my eyes, ‘cause I’m weak and humble- and turn off everything I’ve been thinking of. would I fade into? would I crawl into a careful disguise?
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High Castle 03:30
There’s no hope for the Man in the High Castle his speech was shorter than the microphone There’s no hope for the Man in the High Castle gone away, his important tone. their numbers were in the hundreds their followers even more - and trained to survive. There’s no hope for the Man in the High Castle a fall from grace in the public eye There’s no hope for the Man in the High Castle they keep their distance as the pundits cry. their numbers were in the hundreds their followers even more -and trained to survive.
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After the Fall of Man After the End of Days Will our future rituals, be able to hold our shame? Will they be able to contain? Will they be able to contain? This is a long distance call to the Mutant Century This is for the prettiest killer the pleasure is all mine my beautiful land mine… After the Era of Doubt After the lights go out will our future representatives be able to behave? Will they be dancing on our graves? Will they be dancing on our graves? This is a long distance call to the Mutant Century this is for the prettiest killer the pleasure is all mine my beautiful land mine This is a long distance call my dearest Insurgency. This is for the prettiest monster the terror is all mine my beautiful war crime
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Calling all you test pilots, someone needs to let me off. We should have hit a wall by now- everyone so careless. Just let me off, just let me off. Calling all you campfire boys rattling all your sabers, keep your games away from me, stop frightening all the neighbors leave us alone, leave us alone. Comfort lies in a photograph but the film stays in the camera this year is completely off the map- we can’t find our way back. All those heroes heaven bound, and we just choose to hang around, laugh, and catch our wings on fire- we’ve lost all the landmarks to lead us home, to lead us home- let it be known, we’re far from home. Let it all be known, let it all be known.
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Combat Units 02:36
Combat units quickly lose their flavor. Frontline discos simply are the currency. Appeal… Yield… Forward. Fists up… for… the Coward. Stumbling eunuchs falsely laugh through Show Trials. Tear the roof off, you manic shams. Discussed…. in… this chapter, Fever… for… the lies. YOU PROMISED TO MAKE THIS PLACE BETTER THAN BEFORE! Seven wounds and more lashes to follow. Teeth marks across the Rule of Law. Defend… my… honor. Gavel… grovel… wonder. YOU PROMISED TO MAKE THIS PLACE BETTER THAN BEFORE!
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Attending. Keep that in mind. Be seen. -And hope in the morning you’ll find there more than the sunrise. Payment- Fabulous times came and went before you could savor the shimmering chimes of your discontent. Cupped hands over the phone the King and Court undone, and unknown to us- Your heart drifts towards the throne. your heart drifts towards the throne. Trade your gold for some bones. Your heart drifts towards the throne.
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Fatal Skin 04:52
fatal skin it’s when you decided it’s when you decided to fake the performance to fake the performance it’s when you decided it’s when you decided to follow the numbers to follow the crowd you traded in- true love for fatal skin you traded in- true love for fatal skin it’s what you relied on it’s what you relied on a change of decorum a change of decorum it’s what you relied on it’s what you relied on a chorus phone lines a fade into black you traded in- true love for fatal skin you traded in- true love for fatal skin it’s what you require it’s what you require to stand at attention to stand at attention it’s what you require it’s what you require to follow direction to follow the law you traded in- true love for fatal skin you traded in- true love for fatal skin
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10 years ago in strategic bungalow a shadowy kind of science carried out far below Project Stammerlight was intended to save the world above they would take a part our darkest fears and leave only love but something was unleashed in the subjects’ minds and it began to grow terrible times, terrible crimes and so it goes so it goes systems are all down no use trying to phone for rescue they picked us off one by one, hunted us like they were born to we didn’t know we didn’t know what we started we didn’t know we didn’t know how to stop it 10 years ago we brought a nightmare to the world the interior cities have fallen like stars and we just heard they’ve taken the gulf coast and started their march towards Mexico the havens get smaller as the years drag by and so it goes so it goes
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Homesick 04:52
I’m homesick, but here’s the trick; for a place I have never been, or even heard of, or felt in sheltering arms. My heart sits, where it doesn’t fit, and there is no protection, warmth, or shelter- fond reminders that bond. But your river bank is where I want to visit. Your garden wall, yes I’m sure of it. A smile that I can fall right through. A denial that I can drown into. I can’t move, to higher ground. So I fake it, and seem profound. Fall on my knees, so people think that I pray. But your river bank is where I want to visit. Your garden wall, yes I’m sure of it. A smile that I can drown into A denial that I can fall right through.
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FAR AND WIDE
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Brother, won't you tell me? I'm done with you all!
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I wish I could see you again my beloved I wish I could hold you in my arms but they’ve used my owns words against me the men in power feel so empty they can’t know what we have so they tear us apart I wish I could kiss you again my beloved and I wish we had never been caught up in this farce but this cell is the last place that I’ll dream of you and there’s no way out of this, we both know it’s true as the morning hours come closer, there’s no fight left, I just want this to be over….

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All songs recorded and mixed in The Pink Room.
All songs copyright 2015 Calle del Campos Publishing, BMI.

Dorsal Fin Records 006

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released August 10, 2015

Joshua Camp: vocals, piano, organ, synthesizers, guitars, bass, percussion, mellotron, optigan, mandolin, banjo, drum programming, claviola, accordion, engineer, producer.

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Westwork is the name of a solo project by Joshua Douglas Camp

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