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You Used To Be Me

by Air Marshal Landing

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1.
Teach me your rhythm and I'll try to move I'll try to move and play your tune Teach me your rhythm and I'll try to move with you. But it's hard to see you when I've lost the light The moon is stuck behind clouds at night It's hard to see you, it's hard to move with you. Move with you. You never answer when I call your name You make me tired of the same old games You never answer, I never move with you Oh throw me through the fire, rake me over coals Shine me like I'm silver, melt me like I'm gold The flames are burning higher, the fire moves with you. A melody, softly sung, starts to guide my tongue, I start to sing along. When my song goes out of key, move my melody, move my melody. Move me. Teach me your rhythm and I'll try to move I'll try to move and play your tune Teach me your rhythm and I'll try to move with you. Well it's hard to see you when I've lost the light The moon is stuck behind clouds at night It's hard to see you, it's hard to move with you. Move with you.
2.
Me and my friends, we dug in the sand We covered our feet, we covered our hands Me and my friends, we wasted our time Down by the lake stating our rights We made a mistake, is that such a crime? Me and my friends, we ran through the hay We ran to the creek, you drifted away Me and my friends, we wasted our time Coaxing you back, back into life You do as you please, are you pleased all the time? I know you work hard, I know you see me With my feet up living carefree I know you're careful, I know it's heavy I know you're anxious, you used to be me *whistle whistle* We'd much rather be, running through that creek For all the seeds you've sown, you find yourself alone I know you work hard, I know you see me With my feet up living carefree I know you're careful, I know it's heavy I know you're anxious, you used to be me You used to be me.
3.
Fully cloaked in mountain air With twigs and moss fixed in my hair The trees they tense their tall thin limbs Foretell the coming of winter again Don't you drop me like your changing leaves We made a promise prenuptially Sticks and stones may break my bones But words are wind that change The tone of the seasons She says her bright green dress is changing colours And the winds from the west are bringing others like you And I'm not like you Hustle, hustle through brush and thistle They're trained to wilt by the time The missile tows away the sun Trudge through a sea of green March a mile to meet the queen of Of the mountain
4.
Kiss me where I stand, my heart says hold your hand My head says that I can't, I fail to understand I fail to understand, I fail to understand My heart, my head, my hands I fail to understand Maintenance of the status quo I fail to push it, I fail to grow Tell me you feel used, my conscience is abused I'll wait until the bruise expands, I fail to understand I fail to understand, I fail to understand In my hands your bruise expands I fail to understand Maintenance of the status quo I fail to push it, I fail to grow I'll maintain that I did not know My heart and hands have no control My heart and hands have no control My head's reaction is always slow
5.
Little Town 03:47
Oh, I must be getting lonely I might be getting tired I’m spinning with my records on We danced a mighty tango But I was stepping on your shoes I left your feet black and blue Oh, I’m reading too much fiction The hero always wins You know before the story ends. I was reading your diary I didn’t know it then The winter freezes summer friends. Death Cab said when the summer sees its end We will shed our summer skin You will dance back to where you came from I’ll be pale, pasty white again I’ll be pale, pasty white again You will dance back to where you came from! Around our little town, we all know What goes ‘round, comes around And ‘round the seasons spin to try to usher in All the changes, but let’s face it, some things never change! Death Cab said when the summer sees its end We will shed our summer skin You will dance back to where you came from I’ll be pale, pasty white again All those words you whispered in my ear drum Mean nothing now, meant nothing then You will dance back to where your came from I’ll be pale, pasty white
6.
When I try to swim I always sink I will sink with you Swindle me out of a mind that thinks I will think like you, I will sink like you When I define these deeds of mine All signs point to a shipwrecked mind If I'm a pirate you're the sea Your waves conspire to swallow me This loyalty will get the best of me Put the blinders on me, I cannot see And closing eyes bring me the nightly dreams Where I am free to wander and believe The goddess of the sea, lying through her teeth Persuades your ship to move where it shouldn't be So I'll conjure up a breeze to send it sailing back to me
7.
Bourgeoisie 03:38
Down and dirty, dusty roads Dance with a shovel watch blisters grow Watch withered warriors toss and turn Grunt under the heels of the fortunate, the lucky Oh the scum of French royalty Scum between the toes of royal feet Thirty seconds too long, thirty seconds too late Never get excited, never get too excited. Oh the bourgeoisie, all aboard to c’est la vie Toss a towel, wipe your feet On the pilgrim saints who made the bourgeoisie. Golden carriage, iron fist Beating down all who resist Swinging softly from chandeliers I know the words you don’t want to hear Under the guise of the pampered few You and I are pilgrims too Oh the bourgeoisie, all aboard to c’est la vie Toss a towel, wipe your feet On the pilgrim saints who made the bourgeoisie On the pilgrim saints who made the bourgeoisie. And you never get excited, no You never get excited, no You never get excited, no Oh no, oh no
8.
There's your mother looking like death plus one And your brother well he's your mother's son There's ice in your eyes and fire on your tongue I move to get closer she pulled out the Kung Fu Ooooh, ooooh There's your mother I asked her if she's ever cared She answered quite frankly that life is not fair Sister, oh sister I'm shocked and appalled Such little shoulders bear the weight of it all Ooooh, ooooh Sister, oh sister I'm shocked and appalled Mother, oh mother do you care at all? There's your mother I asked her if she's ever cared She answered quite frankly that life is not fair Sister, oh sister I'm shocked and appalled Mother, oh mother do you care at all? Do you care at all?
9.
Soon 04:01
Soft, smoother than silk We lost our edge again Ya you're slick, you're the candle's wick, you're awesome The Queen of France in the slowest dance, you're awesome Ain't never hurt no one, but still you clutch your gun Am I your weekly fix, the way you get your kicks? Is it the shoes you wear, or the way you do your hair? Or more the state I'm in, as to why we're struggling? Soon I'll see you, soon I'll see you rise Soon I'll see you, soon I'll see your eyes Frown, let's turn you around Go, you always leave on your own Ya it's fine, you do it all the time, you're awesome Ya you're sweet, bon appetit, you're awesome You fill the magazines, but not the ones I read You act like paperback, hardcover's more my breed Who knew that ink could kill? Alaskan oil spill Must be the way I swim, as to why we're struggling
10.
West coast, you're onto something I know it must be something fine West coast, I'm taking back what's mine Spring tides you know I wonder why You don't always bring the summer High tide, her memory drowns with you (She will drown with you) I know that I will too Spaceships ought to know, the higher up we go Rain turns into snow, that's why I'm cold Red eyes and salty cheeks Salt stains from the western sea West coast, you've taken her from me Jessie ought to know, the further down we go The brine of Davey Jones, seizes up my bones (Butter up my bones) So butter up my bones (Hustle in, hustle out...)
11.
Nocturne 06:21
We were told a million jokes By men who cloaked intent in robes And they told us how to sing Like our voice didn't mean a thing So we ran into the trees To find a space to bend our knees Praying for a change of heart Or at least some company This is our song in the dead of the night When nightmares take place behind our eyes When the slaps and the smelling salts fail to revive This is our song until we're alive Our escaping was so sweet Building ships to sail the seas Loaded guns and sharpened swords We threw our conscience overboard We threw our compass to the wind Threw back our heads and laughed again Ignored the guilt from deep within The smelling salt of all our sin So hold me and wait for the night to be over The morning will break, the Son will bring closure

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released June 4, 2013

Produced & Engineered by: Nygel Asselin
Mixed by: Shawn Cole
Mix Assistant: Mark Angly
Mastered by: Brock McFarlane

Additional keyboards, guitars, and programming by Nygel Asselin
Edited by Nygel Asselin, additional editing by Levi McLaren, Tim Rannard, and Greg Bedford
Assistant Engineers: Tim Rannard, Ryan Ahira, Colin Foley, Carson Field, Drew Pellegrin, James Alvarnez, and Lucas Drever

All songs written and performed by Air Marshal Landing

Strings on 'Nocturne' composed and arranged by Jeremy Foster.
Performed by: Jeremy Foster (violin), Sam Milner (violin), and Ryan Davis (viola) - engineered by Brett Simmonds

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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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