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Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Two Thirds Of Our Lives [LP], Original Sin [Julian Shah-Tayler Feelin' Ravenous Remix] [single], Kinder Gardener [single], Everything I Wanted [in the style of Jeff Buckley] [single], 11 Minutes In November [single], Upon Their Shoulders [single], Original Sin [single], This Is All Going To End Badly. [EP], and 8 more.
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One Third: Asleep
02:59
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2. |
Wake-Up Call
03:12
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LYRICS
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Can you not hear me?
Are you in that deep?
More important dreams
Depend on reveille
Noses to grindstones
Fingers to their bones
What have you to show
For the seeds you've sown?
Can't see your star? Weed somethin' away
Punch out the clock; more time for the play
Tired of living only one third of your life?
Sleep when you're dead
Here's your wake-up call
Here's to livin' two thirds of our lives
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Flylashes
03:05
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LYRICS
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As I hold ubiquitous eyes
On my dominion's life
O' why should I feel lonely tonight?
I've found I haven't spotted you 'round
Does something keep you bound?
This crown I'd gladly trade for your shroud
You fly through my mind
Escaping over again and over again
A fly in your eyes
You snare me over again and over again
In this dormiveglian mist
I feel your fingertips
Our syzygy begins with your lips
My guard has been dismissed to the dark
I'm at your beck and call
I'd give all mine for your dominion
A fly in your eyes
You'll snare me over again and over again
The stars in your eyes
I'll steal them over again and over again
'Til death
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The Heist
02:31
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LYRICS
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Hey, somebody tell me how this all went wrong
Well, somebody lost their focus and tripped the alarm
(Oh! I’m hit!)
Who called the cops? Where did they come from?
(Oh! I’m hit!)
No time to run; it’s either them or us
Hands down, they’re not takin’ us alive
Put your hands down
They’re not takin’ us alive tonight
Hey, somebody want to check if the coast is clear?
Well, I would, but sending you is a much better idea
(No! That’s it!)
I call the shots! I’m in charge here!
(No! That’s it!)
Then be my guests; I won’t shed a tear
Hands down, they’re not takin’ me alive
Put your hands down
They’re not takin’ me alive tonight
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5. |
One Third: Awake
00:51
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6. |
Constellations Below
02:45
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LYRICS
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Off the ground, but you’ll never know
How to cast a memorable glow
Look on out your lofty window
We’re the constellations below
Been a while since the diamond days have shone
I died again, but I’m still not etched in stone
Compass led me as west as it would go
Until it stalled, directionless, and broke
As I did so
Sought a sign on every city road
But I found it when I paved my own
Off the ground, but you’ll never know
How to cast a comforting glow
Look on out your costly window
At humble constellations below
Been a while since the firenights have glown
But we are fueling a peerless inferno
Living for something greater than our own
Standing firm so we never ever go domino
So look inside yourself for a long-lost shine
And you might find that you will want to
Off the ground, but you’ll never know
How to cast a memorable glow
Throw the blinds across your window
Still, we’re constellations below
Off the ground, how are you to know
Whether others bask in your glow?
Cast pride right out the window
And join the constellations below
It’s oh so much brighter down here with us
No bridles out here where your head is clear
Can’t hear with your head in the ozone
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7. |
Paperweight
03:19
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LYRICS
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All the memories, all of the times, and
All the pictures we laughed and smiled in
Well, it seems they were all just a lie
Don't spray another poisoned word at me
Lookin' back, it was not surprisin'
Even if I had not surmised it
Nevertheless, I'm gonna survive
You've played your final toyin' game with me
You know that shot of our hot sunrise in Japan?
I burned the photo
But the frame will make a damn fine paperweight
I'm gonna trash the thoughts, and break away
Peel the scab, and wash the stain away
Go dancin' all the pain away
I'm gonna dance it all away
I hope you find some guy who can stand ya
And that you purchase a nice new camera
And when he sees through your decorative plan
He'll tear that thing apart, and watch you fade
They'll ostracize and brand ya
And no hook will ever care to land ya
And I'll be jitterbuggin', drink in hand
'Cos buried snapshots are your only trace
You know that picture of us dining in Scotland?
I hurled the photo
But the frame will make a damn fine paperweight
You know that shot of us streaking in Amsterdam?
I kept the photo
Plus the frame will make a damn fine paperweight
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8. |
Black Jeans, Brown Booze
03:11
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LYRICS
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Deifying I may be
But good gods, she's heavenly
Her blonde almost as dirty
As we are in my daydream
I never thought so high only to come so down
With her ascent so high, it made me go so down
And the most that I knew
She liked her booze brown, and her jeans black
She downplayed her body
Just as slyly as her vibrati
So many leagues away from me, I thought
Now I swim in her sea
I never thought so high only to come so down
Her pedestal grew higher as my own sank down
Not for tryin' to be cool
She liked her booze brown, and her jeans...
She cocked the gun so high only to shoot me down
I raised her up so high, but she just wanted down
And as far as I know
She keeps her booze brown, and her jeans black
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LYRICS
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Quit fuckin’ around; put your money where your gob is, boy
Quit beating around bushes, and dislodge them, boy
You may already have put your best foot behind you, boy
So why not just dash through the caution signs, my boy?
What are you waiting for?
The right shade of green?
What new excuse will you give me?
“It’s not the perfect delivery”?
Stop trying to hit me and hit me
“Will legacy long outlive me?”
“Am I just a facsimile?”
Stop trying to hit me and hit me
Quit fuckin’ around; put your money in your airwaves, boys
Quit jerkin’ around in a circle of generic voices
I know you must have some trace of uniqueness, boyos
So why do you slap us with redundant redundancy?
What are you waiting for?
The right stack of green?
What new excuse will you give me?
“The game changes when you’re not indie”?
Stop trying to hit me and hit me
Is this your all? Are you shitting me?!
What happened to your ability?
Stop trying to hit me and hit me
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LYRICS
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You sit there (in worship pose)
Bleating (archaic prose)
Repeating (a stale response)
Until you forget the meaning (and go in hate)
But we don’t (religionless)
We live it (and love)
How can He mean more to us than to you?
You sit there (in Jesus’ name)
Attending (spite-fueled campaigns)
Defending (a den of thieves)
The tables must be upended (re-educate)
Judge rightly (appearanceless)
As Christ did (in love)
This is the Gospel according to John
Stand up for what’s right like He would today
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11. |
Honest To A Faultline
05:19
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LYRICS
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I woke up on the wrong side of the board today
To find that I was robed in black
Always was the white knight to honor and obey
And guard my house from blind attack
It turns out that I have no business in such clothes
Designed for those who know the truth
Honesty’s a grey-hued element of oaths
And empathy should die with youth
I’m not cut out to be human
No sleeves up which tricks can hide
My heart is bared and illuminated
I show my gambits with pride
Pieces on my new side are fallin’ down in droves
I’m cornered each way that I face
The lightest ones among us deal the strongest blows
And my steadfast ground is givin’ way
Altruism was my suit, my shield, my sword
Transparency my coat of arms
But traits like that will get ya bludgeoned, pierced, and gored
The animal that’s born of harm awakens
I’m not cut out to be human
No skin off which barbs can fly
My teeth are bared and they’re salivatin’
Is this how most go through life?
The tiles have shapelessly crumbled
Crushed by these fiends in disguise
Now the beast in me lumbers forward
And so the world must abide
My roar
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12. |
One Third: Alive
01:17
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LYRICS
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Max out the hose, and bang a gong
(No sleep until we are dream-fulfilled)
We’ve been adoze for damn too long
Soak up that oxygen
(Flame strong)
Wind up your time again
(Game’s on)
Now is the finest when
Just try to fire as you spy the reds of my eyes at dawn
I’ll weather the hail, lest I find two thirds of my life are gone
Keep stoked the fires behind the reds of your eyes at dusk
Keep clenched the fingers of time before they refine to dust
The unforseens are commandeering charge
(Still shakin’ these harsh awakenings)
So gnash your teeth, then don your spear and targe
Fed up with bawlin’ fits
(Hearts strong)
Chin up; no callin’ quits
(March on)
Now we are all in this
Just try to fire as you spy the reds of our eyes at dawn
We’ll weather the hail, lest we find two thirds of our lives are gone
Well-stoked, the fires behind the reds of our eyes at dusk
Well-kept, our capsules of time, until they decline to husk
Well, as we’ve seen, priorities’ll change
Let not your prime focus be estranged
Take the lead while no act’s prearranged
(Fuel-pump all your veins)
Vice-squeeze your fate
(Pale-knuckle the reins)
Reseize the day
For once in my life
I am alive
For once in our lives
We are alive
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The Last Domino Los Angeles, California
John Orr has performed under the name The Last Domino since 2005. What began as acoustic singer/songwriter fare with his first EP blossomed into a unique style through subsequent releases that spans a myriad genres from rock to electronic to Parisian waltz. Domino shows are innovative one-man-army performances, layering organic loops & beats with various instruments like the saxophone & melodica. ... more
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