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This Is Not A Bedroom

by Alex Napping

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1.
Hallway Eyes 03:03
Hallway eyes, elevator rides This room is yours and mine But only for a little while I can’t wait Empire State To see your unpixelated face So many bridges, but we’re on the same side. Home is not here But I can see your face so clear And this is not our house But oh God I can’t believe I can feel your mouth. From here on out We’re only heading south.
2.
Would it be so different if we weren’t involved with wars Can you call this confidence in what you’re fighting for Catch me in the morning as I scurry out the house Your bed was made of iron that you cast with all your doubts. But don’t you know where this is going? And don’t you know where this is going? I’m filthy as a dog in ways I’ve never been before My skin is dry with all the salt that dripped from both our pores I promise that I’m leaving but I will not make it far “Just come back” are whispers that I’m hearing in the car But don’t you know where this is going? And don’t you know where this is going? Is it any different if we’re staying up ‘til dawn ‘Til I know your voices timbre and you recognize my yawns Call it off tomorrow we’re be safe from battle lines But the clock won’t stop a beating heart that’s covered in our lies. But don’t you know where this is going? And don’t you know we’re already there?
3.
The season’s changing, we’ve somehow aged Your pulling away now; I want you stay Shower curtains ripped from rings I’ve seen bigger holes in other things Scattered clothes on floors Replaced with dirtied leaves and shattered glass Backyard temper tantrums How’d you close the distances so fast? Won’t you talk to me? Won’t you talk to me? All I hear are screams. Kill the lights I don’t wanna see you here tonight I’m cleaning up your mess That left all the rest of us Wading through your soggy, soaking past I’m cleaning up your mess at last The basement’s not the best place The contemplate winning the race Winter’s here and you are scared My presence leaves you unprepared. Last days spent in bed naked After you rolled under sheets twice But Vietnam’s not loud enough To drown out all your aching frights Won’t you talk to me? Won’t you talk to me? All I hear are screams. Kill the lights I don’t wanna see you here tonight I’m cleaning up your mess That left all the rest of us Wading through your soggy, soaking past I’m cleaning up your mess at last
4.
Catcalls 04:09
Why don’t we go walking in the city? Why don’t we go walking where it’s pretty? By the springs naked in our furs Wondering if we can be heard Take me home from the evergreens Tell me now if I’m being mean When I hide all of my screaming Since we left I have been dreaming About all your catcalls, quieter than waterfalls Tell me if I am soaking wet Transparent as obsidian my wandering thoughts are sitting in Pools of three-week old body sweat I don’t know how it’s gonna end I don’t know if we can pretend That we’re not still in my front yard Sobered up finding sleep so hard Now it’s late and we’re calling bluffs Finding out why it’s been so tough To give in to these nightly whims It’s 6 AM and I have been sick with The sound of your catcalls, quieter than waterfalls Tell me if I am soaking wet Transparent as obsidian my wandering thoughts are sitting in Pools of three-week old body sweat You know why I’m calling You know why I’m calling But I’m still feeling Like I’m in another state I know why you’re calling I know why you’re stalling But I cannot explain Why we’re still awake
5.
California -- you’re so far away Why don’t we go to another state? But I won’t travel anywhere Without a ticket home Though I know I’ll be okay Wandering all alone through the grid And torn up gray street lanes ‘Til I find the golden gate I don’t know where I should call you at Since we haven’t spoke in days Your new number is longer than your weary back Have you found a place to stay? I’m out West again and it’s pouring rain In the city I don’t know your face I’ve got my father telling me About the mountains and trees At least they’ll hide my sunburnt cheeks If this is what it feels like To have nothing left at all Then I’ll be gone for weeks Don’t expect me to come back at all The same person when I left I’ve got months of dirty laundry That I packed when we first kept Those secrets, those secrets, those secrets Those secrets, those secrets, those secrets Our secrets, our secrets, our secrets Our secrets, our secrets, our secrets You know, you know, you know where it is I’m coming from Your legs – they’ve grown since you’ve been on the run From all the things that we left on the plane Our bags they’re lighter but they’re covered with these stains. These stains. Louisiana – you’re not far away Since I know where I’m gonna stay
6.
Weak Knees 05:28
You never washed your skin in the river stream Whose water’s clearer than your darkened memories But you’re still alive and you shouldn’t be But you’re still alive while that little boy won’t breathe You’re coming back now to a different state You can’t believe that you will never see his face In those walls again And you’re not sure if you’ll ever make amends He’s got a mother who keeps calling you And his brother’s tears will turn into tattoos ‘Til you paint your own arms But your flag is missing all its stars These blemishes won’t come off with soap So you blur your vision with kaleidoscopes It’s those patterns in your eyes That help you drown out the sound of his cries So you’re coming home to fireworks of red and blue And a group of friends without a clue Of the troubles you brought back from the foreign seas Or a weakness that has shaken up both of your knees And without a doubt you’ll call your folks And make pretend that you won’t choke On a million fears of what you’ll see On the tops of trains and in the trees So you drink and you smoke the heat away And you make a promise that you will stay Forever in my single bedroom house But you’re drunk and you can’t fight off your doubts But you’re still drunk and you can’t fight off your shouts.

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released September 23, 2014

Recorded by Ryan James McGill and D. Andrew Stevens at Eastern Sun Audio
Additional tracking by John Michael Landon at Estuary Recording Facility
Mixed by Ryan James McGill at Big Orange Studios
Mastered by Carl Saff
Artwork by Nick Hurt
Published by Punctum Records

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Alex Napping Austin, Texas

Austin/NYC-based quartet Alex Napping draws from the deeply personal and the sonically groovy to create storytelling with a beat. Founded in 2013, the group includes lead singer and guitarist Alex Cohen, guitarist Adrian Sebastian Haynes, bassist Tomas Garcia-olano, and drummer Andrew Stevens. ... more

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