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Brites

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1.
Colorblind 03:46
Climb down. Ladders go both ways. Though, the creases will never fold the same. No telling. Just like Frandy's secret name. We've all been there. The top isn't so great. Boasting, when we all meet separate fates. What once was colorful, now appears so grey. Climb down. The top isn't so great. Though, the creases have all met separate fates. No telling now that everything appears so grey.
2.
LYRICS: The sands of the desert expand. They swallow the forest's grace. Oh lord, if I've fallen, you pick me up to my place. My mouth, filled with his words, leaves a foul taste in the air but I speak, from my mind, the words that you put there. Mother, I've left home. In my leave, I won't forget all the love that you gave me. I've grown now warm and blessed.
3.
Descension 02:41
LYRICS: What I see now is snow, standing out so long in the cold. Crossing the blue, now black and froze, the ice has cracked and swallowed us whole. And we'll sink down. This lake has claimed us now. Our clothes drag us deep and deep and deep and deep... as we now fall to sleep to sleep to sleep to sleep... God will have our souls. I pray the lord I'll know. And we'll sink down. This lake has claimed us now.
4.
LYRICS: So steep. So long. So cold. So far gone. We'll keep climbing as long as you're there. More die at the bottom than in this mountain's snare. Way down we saw our lives. So small. We'll keep moving and you'll guide us there. The boy down at the bottom was beaten down and scared. Oh god, meet us there. At the top of the peak we will fair.
5.
LYRICS: Old man winter is blowing white breath again, priming the landscape white for the spring to paint for him. As that painting ages and wilts brown and red. Winter could save it but repaints it instead. Time always keeps growing and change is content. Know that tomorrow is different from each hour spent. You're stuck in a gully but I promise you this, survive for a few weeks for a few weeks of bliss.
6.
Devil's Gold 03:23
LYRICS: Closer in the trees through crooked limbs and leaves, blind men at your knees. With no eyes, they cannot see. There's footsteps in the darkness. Are they men or are they beasts? You never can get farther though you run and you flee. The forest men are coming. The tall men come for you. The forest men are coming. The tall men come for you. There they took your brothers and wait around your home. Are they live or are they dead? They know that you're alone. The forest men are coming. The tall men come for you. The forest men are coming. The tall men come for you. They want you. They watch you.
7.
LYRICS: Lost to words. Blackened air, the smoke sky. This mind of hers. Tightened hold. Clouds rise. Down into the mind. Not to rise again this time. The jaws so hold. She's in their grip. Her soul's unsewn. So far gone, she's lost to it. Down deep in the mind. Not to rise again this time. And anything can be destroyed, torn apart, burned up, made void. Our walls were built straight up, decay, twist, and fall down sideways. Still I will try and catch up hoping she'll see her gods' love. I have a mind that so wills a flesh so weak.
8.
Sung Guns 02:45
LYRICS: There's a girl with feathers in her hair. Runs from god plain and daint and like the rest. Has no plan but she knows best. Lives a lie. Doesn't know but there are people that care. Found a river nobody bothers. She'll take a swim even if she knows she'll die. Rapids tumble, twisting up white and rough. He is watching but she doesn't care. Sometimes the best die, I hope that she learns from who or whatever the god is she serves. Hold slow. She's lost in the ferns. Endlessly hiding away from his words. Hold slow. Her whole life was summed up in fifteen cold words and it took her six years to build up the nerves. And what had she lost? It was what she deserved but now knows the father and found her way out of the ferns.
9.
LYRICS: Treading softly in the water hearing the dirt turn into sand. I cannot go any farther. I cannot lift my hands. Stumbling into your living room. Hearing your hair turn soft. Seeing your floorboards creaking. Smelling my shirt come off. Receding from the water. Swimming quickly to the shore. I cannot go any farther. I can't do this anymore.

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released February 19, 2011

All songs written and recorded by Brites.
Owen Hamilton Leman: Vocals, Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin, Auxiliary Percussion
Michelle Leman: Bells, Flute, Theremin, Vocals, Auxiliary Percussion
Lee Madaus: Guitar, Keys, Bells, Vocals
Hannah Meiklejohn: Bass, Vocals
Tyler Bowen: Drums

Recorded and Mixed by Owen Hamilton Leman: owenleman.com

Album Artwork by Owen Hamilton Leman and Michelle Leman:
owenleman.com
www.michelleleman.com

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Brites Seattle, Washington

Brites is an eclectic and genre-fluid band with post-punk, folk, and indie rock influences. There is no "The" in their name. Brites is Owen Leman (guitar, banjo, vocals), Michelle Leman (guitar, synth, theremin, vocals), Davy Bick (bass, synth), and Tim Schlemmer (synth, saxophone). ... more

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