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Tin Armor

by Tin Armor

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The predatory mind survives We see it in each other at times Time and reason Time and patience And the beast in us slowly changes Thoughts collected wrongs corrected Although it can move slow Time and reason Time and patience And more days pass with each generation Guess I'd rather be a dog than a wild wolf We remember best what the camera shows Softer season often painted With a glow more gold and engaging I won't trade my modern failings There’s always farther to go I won’t berate my modern sages To appease the passage of pages Written to scare me You can't scare me now We lost our taste for blood We cough when it's stuck on our tongue Some part or particle or sum We lost our taste for blood Each page each turn of the sun More like a drip than a flood Each page a particle a dove We lose our taste for blood
Worn Through 03:05
I can't stop yawning Yawning through this whole scene Can't stop moving Can't be still in my own seat It’s true I was out for wrong thing And I won't even try to convince you otherwise Let's be honest Let's be true to what we mean Let's be meaner why be nice about everything? You speak to the wind I'm asleep I won't even try to convince you otherwise Different places and different lives Same faces at different times We could see the value in each other's minds Seems like you won’t I know I'm cut from the very cloth that you have sewn I watch it fray now Add a patch or two of my own As time goes by new colors meet your eyes And it’s clear from your sigh It was threadbare by design Say goodbye to your father and mother Hello to your friends and lovers We could see the value in the minds of others By now you should know
Out beyond where it's hard luck Hard earners wake and then tally up Work or home the contract decrees Your time now a schedule weekly Time so dispensed can be hard to spend Life now relies on every clock tick It’s so strange when our modern techniques Can plague our primitive needs I care none for these dumb worksheets These forms they keep on me And I won't plead no I won't be the supplicant on my knees Taxes are spent and then earned again Products evolve then are born again Then I walk my diligent feet Off to work and the cycle repeats I'm not beyond nor am I above Count every callous where my credit rubs Paper cuts all the faithful and true Taste the blood though none of it blue
Hard To Love 02:54
The only feeling I have ever felt Is true and honest guilt I’m a product of my surroundings And though I have kissed life before I have never known anything more Than the sadness that pools in your eyes The only people I’ve ever met Are those who wallow in regret Or forget the ones who loved them in their time Though it is hard to beat Being happy and young And mostly, that’s what I’m ashamed of Hard to love every christened grub In the holy land that is your heart Hard to beat being happy young And mostly that’s what I’m ashamed of I hope everyone I know Wastes their gifts That precious wisdom Escaping from their lips I hope they give it all up And settle down just because For anything or anyone
I've got grace on my mind in the form of former days Driving slow through the streets of my former home In my old friends chrome boat It's been so long I loved it so But I've got the rest of my life I’m looking forward to brighter days I can't complain youth was bright but barely remains I am staking a claim on this moments shore I’ve got grace in my heart Watching you travel far in many a car Though at times the taillights fade And at times they barely remain But I remain assured There is much I could explain There is so little I can say
Rolled down window, view highway bound No wind billows out and I can't cool down I shift in my seat and the tape’s on repeat We've been too long still and still long to go And braked to piss an hour along Over my shoulder you squeak And break from your sleep Meet the path of a wandering eye Memory of a previous life a few months ago I knew Now I don't know If I said that I'm not fit to drive You would drive us to the stranger's tonight But I'm just fine Just two to pass the time Now moving through the night when thunder is out Stay awake, talk aloud Our minds take flight with eyes on watch all night We laugh at the wonders of life Try to keep the theme of it light Impossible it's true but I still try I try
I should have known better But I was old enough to try Out of all the things I remember Matter of fact, my whole life The print on my girlfriend’s bed The sound of her parent’s tv What I gained in love What I expected to be Let it all... She should have been better So we closed our eyes My hands underneath her sweater My heart between her eyes Smile from across the room The turn of the page The things that we wanted to do The changes that came Let it all wash over my life Smile from the across the room The powers that Bleed The things that she wanted to do All she expected from me Let it all wash over my life When I think on it, I start to realize Today’s promise, tomorrow’s black eye When I think on that, it hurts my insides Seeing my life through her eyes When I look back on the whole of my life What have I done?
I can't be sure any more than you We've been halfway too long Feeling broke and little more We can plan and we can plead You know it won’t make it be Our patience wanes these days You explain I’ll count the ways Time passes slow when you watch a kettle boil We rely on the paths we've made To give us place when we're a world away Pass a sign see it read a few more miles till its complete Could be off by two or three Beware of what you want to see I can't be sure twenty-four-sevenly I'm aware of those familiar rhymes And they fail me often times No rational mind stays the same World of change It seems the goal of my life now is Permanent growth not permanent bliss
Trust 02:02
I remember saying words I didn't mean at the time When I knew it was not right but it felt good so I lied And each sentiment can fade As do we in their wake It doesn't mean we need to stay The same in every way If you don't trust me you might as well say What were you saying? It was born of our boredom And it spawned in the very spot We took the peaceful times for granted Maybe we just forgot A lie can creep into any phrase But none have in mine of late My record is not exactly blank And only have myself to blame If you don't trust me you might as well say
Honeycomb 04:59
Pretty girls are meant to be fed The most expensive chocolates I am compelled to spend All my money on them Loneliness is meant to be spread Dripped onto your tiny heads By older, wiser men By younger, stronger men Honeycomb Trust me honey, I know
Feet up We’ve not had it rough We’ve avoided much that’s claimed many before us It was always just boring enough Never pouring more than would fit in our cup By now we’ve drawn some short straws and those long walks have worn soles to feet Too quick to tongue lash behind each other’s backs Take it all in good stride I don’t know So please don’t let me be what I have been lately You know that I want to be free Just as much as anybody Good morning life I’m sorry Sunrise Cold outside Slip down the front drive Just like last night’s walk from work and tonight’s The search for the shit that you need Will be no fun if you walk through these times with grief I have been wrong and otherwise flawed Often enough to know when you are Though we walk in the strides of each other’s lives Each step is no trial We’ve got miles and miles


released September 17, 2013

All songs by Tin Armor
Tin Armor is Matt Umland, John Umland, Matt O’Conke, and Matty Golightley

Recorded and mixed by Eric Cronstein at the Tone Shoppe
Mastered by Chris Keffer
Additional percussion by Andy Cook
Special thanks to Ryan Eilbeck, Mark Parsons and Andy Cook for sharing their thoughts and suggestions while we recorded.
Artwork, design and layout by Meagan Alwood-Karcic.

We are honored and privileged to know so many beautiful people. You are wonderful and so numerous that we could never name you all. Without your love and support, Tin Armor would not exist.


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