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The Origin of Birds

by Dinosawh

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1.
4/4 | Em | G || x4; | C | Cm | //INTRO/INTERLUDE | G | Em | Cm | G || x4 //VERSE I been kept on two tight leashes, one in my brain, one held by leeches and a choke collar constructed out of chain-linked circumstances wound tightly around my neck, loose enough so I can clearly see my personality's being made up by someone other than me, these Imagined communities; cultural norms’ silent suppress and imaginary mass gravitating empty concepts of success putting all of us in our place, we mistake our chains for happiness; swallow more pills, eat up, get dressed, buy once again into this mess This game's been fixed, been from the start; you audition for your favorite part, but you're never gonna get just what you want if you haul around that bleeding heart It's dog eat dog, better get your fill, 'cos if you won't another will; grab all you can, give out no gifts, keep running, don't look back until Misanthropy is closing in--sedate it, don't frustrate it, just lie to yourself: you always treat your neighbor with kindness and with trust; Life's an absurdity, free will's no solace, bite the bullet so you have less problems, strap right on those puppet strings, turn off the switch, give into them
2.
4/4 | G | G+ | Em | G+ || x4 //INTRO INTRO x2, replace G+ with G7 on last time //VERSE | C | Cm || //CHORUS This counterculture's counting sheep content, we count along; italicize the z's but the breeze that carried it has waned stuck out at sea, ship sinking, oars stolen by charade campaigns (and don't expect to get them back) Treating people like they're dumb, manipulating them for fun, under that rhetoric they're scammers and they're scum and I can't take this anymore I'd run away, forget the things I fled and live alone inside my head but this status quo has got to end This fraud they call democracy enriches psychopaths, commends conspiracy those pigs in suits act out the common's tragedy while they sit at their thrones, speech never will be free (they're laughing while we lie in wait) Until dissent isn't a brand but common discourse and demand, we need a plan, not these red herring ropes of sand 'cos I can't take this anymore I'd run away, forget the things I fled and solipsize away instead but there's still some hope left to defend This insincerity's a cancer, ground down, we're growing up mistaking apathy for answers to questions we don't ask enough Enough's enough, we're getting too old for this stuff the bricks that make this wall are tough, but if we break them down maybe we'll rise up.
3.
4/4 |F#m | A || x2; | A C B | Bb A Fm || //INTRO |F#m | A || x4; | A C B | Bb A Fm || //VERSE |D | Dm || //BRIDGE |F#m | A[dim.] | A | B7 D7 || x2 //CHORUS The lights will go out one by one The ties that bind have come undone This system buckles from the weight of lies and greed The greater good’s turned obsolete The politicians play their games Our status quo remains the same Contrived polemics keep the livestock in their place While dirty money takes the race The swelling crowds ain’t gonna stop The paramilitary cops The legionnaires align to polarize the one percents Shut down the cameras; quell dissent This ship’s been sinking all along Thought things could change? Guess ya thought wrong The pundit puppets prance along Singing their endless piper’s songs The television turns into a two-way mirror They watch as your thoughts disappear Consumer zombies mill around Keeping their eyes glued to the ground Behind the scenes massive machines chug on and on Milking more money from their pawns The prison populations grow The warden’s pockets overflow The gabble falls, failing to dodge the system’s flaws Treating the symptoms, not the cause This ship’s been sinking all along Thought things could change? Guess ya thought wrong
4.
Tide Rider 02:15
4/4 |C | C7 | Am | G# || //INTRO INTRO x4, replace G# with D on last time //VERSE |C | Em | Am | F || x2 //CHORUS You’re getting sick of storing memories in binary code You let your body do the talking, put your head in the phone So when the Internet’s down your brain’s an empty cup because You put yourself on Facebook; didn’t back yourself up You live another life, a brand new way to exist In which you’re always keeping track of all the shit you think you missed We sit and suffer as anxiety invades our lives, one day These buzzing little minds are gonna turn into a hive If you throw up your hands and say it’s gone too far The world will go on; you’ll stay the same as you are A scowl will creep across your face as you fossilize Unless you shed your skin and metamorphisize… you’ll never realize These are crazy times, if you don’t lock yourself inside You gotta open up your mind, we’re gonna ride this tide Don’t go so fast past your prime, you gotta take it all in stride You gotta shift your paradigm if you gon’ ride this tide One day a change will show up huffin’ and a puffin’ at your door It’s gonna bust right in and knock you flat on the floor Unless you give into the wind and let it take you where it will You gon’ get stranded in your head, alone with cynicism still You gotta find a filter that will suit your taste So you can still find beauty when the past goes to waste Revolution’s never pretty, even when you win Somebody’s gotta do the dishes after every party ends In a few orbits more, we’ll find the world has changed, obsolescence shaking up the minds we carefully arranged So try to hold on tight to what means most to you But if it fades away, don’t let it kill you too, just start anew, ‘cos These are crazy times, if you don’t lock yourself inside You gotta open up your mind, we’re gonna ride this tide Don’t go so fast past your prime, you gotta take it all in stride You gotta shift your paradigm if you gon’ ride this tide
5.
Old Friend 03:32
2/4 | F Am | E G | F E | Am G | F G | E Am | F A | G G*/C** || //INTRO*/VERSE** | C || //BRIDGE1 | C | Em | C7 | F Fm || x4 //CHORUS | G || x2 //BRIDGE2 You've been gone a while now, but I'm Still finding thoughts held in your clutch I try remembering our pasts the best I can, but oh My memory's got midas touch If we hadn't met, what would I have become? I wonder to myself each night I'd try to spin that story time and time again, but I know I'll never get it right Old friend Seems gravity would see us part So long What will I be what with you gone? I know You've left your shadow on this soul Old friend Our stories blur as time rolls on When we speak, our memories will overtake us They're all we know, and so it goes but through that mix of joy and pain that we've experienced I pray the joy is all that shows The day will come when one of us will disappear That simple thought fills me with dread If you go before, I'll lock your memory up safely, so you'll live inside me till' I'm dead
6.
2/4 | Am | Am C | Am | Am E || x2 //INTRO/INTERLUDE INTRO x2 //CHORUS | Am | C | Dm | E || //BRIDGE There’s been a rumbling in my mind between the thoughts I think but can't categorize, so I search for borders I can't find between what's right and wrong, what's dead and what's ali-ive I find this world is ill-defined Reality ain’t binary outside our minds For sure, there’s knowledge to divine but damn it’s hard to find the patterns in the si-igns, well We're in a world of blurry lines, zeroes and ones ain't gonna show you where the truth lies You really think you know what’s best? Don’t even know yourself, your dissonance kept so repressed You wanna call your values true, but they’re subjective as the meanings of deez words to you Uncertainty isn’t a sin truth ain't yr adversary in a game you wi-in Your mind will do the best it can to paint reality and all its sleight of hand, oh well We're in a world with many sides Zeroes and ones ain't gonna show you where the truth hides
7.
TMI 02:17
4/4 | Fm | C | Fm | Fm || x2 //INTRO/INTERLUDE | Fm C | Fm | Fm | C | Fm C | Fm | Fm C | Fm || x2 //VERSE | C | Fm || x3, | Fm Bbm | C || //CHORUS | Fm Bbm | C || //OUTRO These symbols dancing round my head grow tired While anxious thoughts speed up the beat A voice inside screams "there's such little time" My mind keeps pacing as I rest my weary feet Marauding thoughts keep rising from my depths Got no more will with which to fight My mind's been colonized by glowing screens I let those colonists wash my worries from sight I’m too desensitized to give a damn today, let Useless information wash my pain away, my Consciousness is growing dimmer everyday Reality's too much to handle anyway Attention span--where are have you gone, old friend? I need you to realize my soul Those doctors put me on some dull-blade drugs, and now I need amphetamines to feel I'm whole Responsibility, you dreadful thing You stir my catatonic state Subconscious voodoo's got a hold on me, granting my with'rin' soul more time to hibernate CHORUS Know who I am, now I don’t no more, I never really did x2
8.
4/4 | G Em | C Cm || x2 //INTRO/INTERLUDE INTRO x2 //VERSE |D || x2 //BRIDGE |G | D | Em | C || x2 //CHORUS (music and lyrics by Walter Mitty and his Makeshift Orchestra) ( www.waltermitty1.bandcamp.com ) Now I’m noticeably dumber than I was one year ago and I would like to think it’s a better thing, but I’d tell myself almost anything these days It’s a little complicated—letting people down is a full time business My shallow commitments surrounding me, I snapped my cellphone to escape Now somewhere in this town there’s a lynch mob for me Oh, charlatan me, I can’t control all these feelings (x2) It’s getting hard to stand up straight Now there’s strangers in the kitchen, I’m dodging people like they’re bullets, ‘cos we’re not talking, we’re just practicing our smalltalk And I’ve heard tips about saving face, I gotta keep y’all thinking that I’m loving this place I don’t mean to be crude, but I can’t talk to you without a cigarette in my hand as a crutch to hold me up it’s my shield from all you Oh, charlatan me, I can’t control all these feelings (x2) Oh, charlatan me, you must be down all because of me
9.
6/8 |D | D+ | G | Gm | D | A | D || #INTRO/VERSE (repeated form) In the last stretch of our epilogue When humankind was nearly gone A dying man embraced his dog Said “good luck, pal” and he passed on For days the dog stayed by his side His soul echoed through the canine’s mind A magpie flew by as she cried; drawn by the dead man's dog tag shine

 The bird perched on a nearby bough 
Sang to the dog “come, dry your eyes
 Life on earth will ebb and flow
 This planet blinks while his kind dies”

 The dog said, “You don’t understand 
The consciousness that they possessed Such beauty sprung forth from their hands; their eyes could see the world undressed" 
The bird said “be that as it may 
Their minds fell by their violent sway
 Every dog will have its day,
 yet life will always find a way” They heard a sound come from nearby, and recognized a baby's cry They rushed to the scene, found two infants alive Grasped tight by their parents who hadn't survived The dog said "Bird, do as you will but I have faith humans, still Like birds evolved from dinosaurs His kind will change if they're restored" The magpie gave a moment's thought, then flew away, left dog distressed But before the dog could second guess The bird returned to build a nest
10.
Apophenia 04:20
4/4 | G | A7♭5 || x4 //INTRO | G | A7♭5 || x4; | D7 | — | //PART 1 | G | A7♭5 || //PART 2 (repeated form) And all the parts that make you up one day will change or fade away Giving you something new to work towards, some new game to play; A task to focus all your thoughts on, a new interest to love Another process to blocks thoughts of all you’re frightened of So you tell stories to give meaning to something meaningless You search for patterns to make rhythm from life’s randomness Your guess as good as mine, there’s still a long, long way to go Before that voice inside our heads belongs to someone that we know And when we die our minds will wind down, the screen will fade to black The audience applauds and slowly shuffles out the back And all the memories that make us up will slowly decompose This strange reality recedes and your time draws to a close We’ll never die; these parts that make us up are made to recombine When given time, and one-day part of me might meet you down the line (We’ll recombine, these parts that make us up are made to never die Well down the line, one day some part of me might meet you, given time) ((Well down the line, these parts that make us up will some day recombine We’ll never die, we’re made so part of me might meet you given time)) (((We’re made to die, one day these parts might meet up, never given time Well down the line, some made up part of me will some day recombine))) We’ll never die, these parts that make us up are made to recombine When given time, and one-day part of me will meet you down the line

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65 million years in the making.

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released June 6, 2014

CREDITS:
Peter - vox, guitar
Lexie - vox, viola
Adam - vox, banjo
Mojoceratops - vox, mando, violin, percussion, banjo, lyrics*
*(except track 8, by Walter Mitty and His Makeshift Orchestra)

with:
Aaron Levine - vox (Zeroes & Ones)
Mosi the Dog - vox (Old Friend)
Noah Newkirk - sample (Cure for Cancer)

Mixed by Adam Scholl & Aaron Levine
Album art by Tom Parker ( tomozaurus.deviantart.com ) & Adam Scholl



Many thanks to:
Hanna Miller, Hannah Connor, Becky K., The Magpie String Band (magpiestringband.bandcamp.com), Dollar Signs (dollarsigns.bandcamp.com), Walter Mitty and His Makeshift Orchestra (waltermitty1.bandcamp.com), Paul Weintrob (paulweintrob.bandcamp.com), our families, and all of you lovely Internet fans

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