The Industry

by Air Marshal Landing

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04:36
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05:31
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04:46

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released July 29, 2009

All songs Air Marshal Landing (Adrian/Drummond/Simmonds)

All tracks engineered by Nygel Asselin and Tye Hunt Fitzgerald at Willyboy Recordings, London, ON.
Except track 4, engineered by Nygel Asselin at Fanshawe College, London, ON.

All tracks mixed and mastered by Will Haas at Willyboy Recordings.

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Air Marshal Landing Toronto, Ontario

Three brothers, not paternal, but brothers nonetheless. Music that is instantly recognizable, yet different. A mix of midnight optimism and afternoon bitterness, where daydreams and reality meet for biscuits and tea. Love, lies, humour, uncertainty, and confession - a soundtrack to our lives. ... more

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Track Name: Industry
Chaos, rescue me
Confuse my enemy
Neverending night
Snapshot life, take flight.
I see the seconds fall
Through dirt stains on the wall
We watch the video
A thousand snapshots in a row.

Still I go chasing the wind
Waiting for my life to begin
So long to these dark, old country roads,
Chaos take me where no road ever goes!

I went searching on the rushing winds,
Sent me reeling, blew me back again, oh.
Despite misgivings of the industry,
All signs pointed back to me, oh.
Back to my snapshot life.


In large fields of green
Men work with their hands.
Building strange machines,
To stop the flood that soaks the land.
Children watch and wait
To see the men come home.
When water will abate,
But not before it soaks the bone.

Time stands still, stopping hearts until history rhymes again.
Track Name: Inseams
Waltz away under a silver moon and I'm at ease
Shook off the shake that put the chill in me, or I'd freeze
Come on face, take your place

Myriad ways for me to juxtapose, oh please
Nonsense comes as the senses go so I'm free
Sanity, come to me

Come on the weekend, stand on my weak end
Leave me writhing in a coma of the soul,
Came on the weekend, stood on my weak end
Something not invited and it stayed for days
'til today!

Thoughts seem warped when they've been pent up, or so it seems
Stay indoors to sow my heartstrings on my inseams
Weaving onward through an endless gray
Cutting off sound to cause a new kind of silent era

Come on the weekend, stand on my weak end
Leave me writhing in a coma of the soul,
Came on the weekend, stood on my weak end
Something not invited and it stayed for days
'til today!

Shut my eyes, and I'll be gone for weeks
My eyes are closed but you can't call this sleep
My thoughts are darkened, hiding in the weeds,
So never leave! Never leave!
Track Name: Water In The Wires
The way she hesitates, rubs against my grain.
Sequels to a lie, tell me what’s inside.
Hardly still, mortified.

The way they tell themselves, life’s a living hell.
Chase me to and fro, becoming stereo.
Hardly still, mortified.

The way that you bat your eyes leaves me no room to sympathize.
Or perhaps you thought I’d forget the what that it was you disguised.
But before you implore me take time to explore,
Being quick to your thumb, so easy for some.
A short face to face at the same time and place,
I need time to vex, hun, establish a connection.

Can’t tell what’s transpired there’s water in the wires…
Track Name: Screwdriver
You say that you know how to sell,
Pretty good at it love, far as I can tell.
But after the game is done,
Does it feel as though you've won?

When everyone else works nine to five,
You stay up late to keep the kids alive.
Funny thing about those kids -
They're getting harder and harder to admit.

You say: "Oh man, I've fallen behind again.
Hold up, this is not pretend.
Well I'm sick of playing these dirty games.
It's about time that I put a face to the name!"

Shame, shame, shame, you know it ain't a game.
If you want to get out and give yourself a name,
This probably isn't the route to go.
Pretty soon you'll find yourself below...

The waistline of a businessman.
A quick zip up, he puts the cash in your hand.
There goes number one,
But the night has just begun!

You say: "Oh man, I've fallen behind again.
Hold up, I cannot see the end.
Well I'm sick of playing these dirty games.
It's about time that I put a face to the name!"
Track Name: Killing Me
Yeah it’s obvious, you’re feeling two feet small.
Better draw the line, before you lose it all.
Can’t you see, it’s killing me.

Don’t lose your head now, it’s a long march to the guillotine.
Hear those death row drums, closer now than they’ve ever been,
Can’t you tell, I wanna yell, but you’ve got to yell.


And now you’re paralyzed.
I see it in your eyes.
You’ve wondered all your life.
It’s time to ask him why.
It’s time to ask him why.


We’re falling behind, losing control.
No place to hide, love takes its toll.
What I throw in, you throw back out,
Cycle again, and I want to shout…


Yeah it’s obvious, you’re feeling two feet small.
Better draw the line, before you lose it all.
Can’t you see, it’s killing me.
Can’t you see, it’s killing me…