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Weird Fears

by Mount Sharp

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    Weird Fears EP on high-quality vinyl LP. Matte packaging contains all the rich sounds you hear but presented in beautiful analog waves. B-Side has an etching by Kris Johnsen.

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1.
Crazy Eyes 02:52
You know what I tell you, it’s not what you hear Something strange is happening in between your ears I see in your eyes you got some weird fears Causing you to act way beneath your years Well I enjoy making dumb mistakes Right until crazy sex turns into crazy texts Get a restraining order if that’s what it takes Get you to move on to who’s next Cause in the summer your legs they look damn fine Though I am under the undue influence of shitty red wine You pull me right across the line But always at your place, never at mine Cause you got crazy eyes And you trick me back to your place Just to slash the tires on my bike Yeah you paint regret all over your face But your eyes show what your thoughts are really like Well I enjoy making dumb mistakes Right until crazy sex turns into crazy texts I’ll get a restraining order if that’s what it takes Get you to move on to who’s next Cause in the future your legs will look damn fine Someone will be under the undue influence of shitty red wine You’ll pull them right across the line But that’ll be their problem not mine Cause you got crazy eyes
2.
Skin 03:34
I could pin the moment down On fly paper Spread its wings so wide How unlike the moment resolve left her And I could mount it on a wall Or save it in a cigar box Or I could hide it Paper once was skin Stretched out and pounded thin Dip your knife in ink you gotta cut it in How else will they know it's a sin? I built you a glass terrarium And I let moss block out the sun I catalogued your growing delirium You know my flash kills better than any gun And I could mount it on a wall Or save it in a cigar box Or I could hide it Paper once was skin Stretch me out, pound me thin Dip your knife in ink you gotta cut it in How else will I know it's a sin? (I'm gonna do what it takes to win)
3.
Will I live to regret ever sharing your bed? Did I know when your eyes lit up at the bruises you left on my wrists? Cameras chase and microphones are a halo around my head They wanna know, when I go home, do I give a killer a kiss? Did you kill her? Did you my love? Did you pull her close? Did you snap her neck like a glove? Well I’m as weak as, as weak as the winter My threats accumulate; they’ll be gone in a day or so Can I give up? Can I just melt away? But leave a scar like the glaciers did so very long ago Did you kill her? Did you my love? Did you pull her close? Did you snap her neck like a glove? The somber young policemen Lead me through a bleached out dungeon And I knew then love though they were short of certain It was you, you behind the plastic curtain You killed them and I loved you I’m as dead as the fall I don’t mind at all I’m as silent as the spring With all of these bruises blooming
4.
Turing 03:33
My love died young Not like I ever had much hope In the heavens we made to help us cope Cause when you're gone, you're just gone Broke Enigma, I won you the war But those secrets are locked up behind closed doors And yeah, the keepings tough Who warms my bed? Who links my cuffs? Darling, my darling It's hardly a paradox to have only wires for your blood Or to hang a heart on a wall, watch it tick like a clock You're a lovely machine And then I had a terrible day I forgot everything they expect you to say So I took the shots and I took all your pills That's not science, boy, and I'm not ill Darling, my darling It's hardly a paradox to have only wires for your blood Or to hang a heart on a wall, watch it tick like a clock You're a lovely machine "Dip the apple in the brew, let the sleeping death seep through" Well we're only machines that die Our parts disintegrate in between the soil and the sky Until the earth gets swallowed by our star Well we'll be atoms again And no matter how much I might wish that I could be where you are Gone is too far
5.
Icarus 03:29
Caught the light, yeah you got your shot Sun reaches out, another lover in a morning sheet knot Though why, I don’t know, I don’t feel free when you let me go So I run If you follow me in the morning sun Be like Icarus out the gates at the gun Like the bending arms of the stars born begun Reaching out desperate for anyone In the golden hour Icarus flies You look so good in the morning street glow Though everyone has told me it’s hardly wise But if I don’t do it, how will I know? If you follow me in the morning sun Be like Icarus out the gates at the gun Like the bending arms of the stars born begun Reaching out desperate for anyone If you reach out maybe I’ll reach out if you reach out Why do I burn for your touch? Have I been alone too long? Am I drinking too much? Why do I burn for your touch? Maybe I’ve been thinking too much
6.
You should come home with me My fingers are itching with all sorts of possibilities Yeah it could be a disaster But that’s the sort of news you need to know faster Than the fabric of space and time today can show But then you bend and girl I don’t care that I don’t know You should come home with me My fingers are itching with all sorts of possibilities Girl with your thumbs on my hips I don’t stutter and I don’t trip I forget all about my drink So that whiskey ginger’s not why I can’t think You should come home with me My fingers are itching to know what the future could be You should come home with me My fingers are itching to know all those possibilities The sum of our quantum selves Those bound for heaven, those already in hell And the myriad futures into which we together might delve With your breath in my ear how am I supposed to tell If this will end well You should come home with me My fingers are itching to know what the future might be

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released August 26, 2014

©2014 MOUNT SHARP
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Songs written by Sarah Wood
Music by Mount Sharp

Sarah Wood ~ vocals, guitars
Ryan Zumsen ~ bass, keys
Bryan Bruchman ~ drums, guitars

Maia Macdonald ~ drums on "Crazy Eyes" and "Serial Killer"
guitar on "Whiskey Ginger"

Recorded by Jason Finkel at Converse Rubber Tracks
in Williamsburg, Brooklyn
Additional recording by Mount Sharp in Gowanus, Brooklyn

Mixed by Travis Harrison at Serious Business Music and
Ryan Zumsen at Pots and Pans Audio
Mastered by John Baldwin, johnbaldwinmastering.com

Cover photo by Eleanor West
Enigma machine illustration by Kris Johnsen

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Mount Sharp writes songs about science and bad decisions.

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