Pilot

by Greg Vanderpool

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released April 6, 2017

1. BE MY EYES

Be my eyes when it’s too dark to see
Be my guide when you are far from me
When I’ve used my last ‘lectricity
Please don’t ever turn your back on me
Have mercy

Well I soaked that water from the land
But when the clouds opened up away I ran
In a makeshift shelter across the line
I demanded you show me a sign
I pretended everything was fine
Down to caverns deep in my own mind
Put a blanket on the light til I went blind

So be my eyes when it’s too dark to see
Be my guide when you’re too far from me
When the sands have all run out on me
And my body’s drifting out to sea
When it’s time please be my eyes as I go blind
Have mercy
Have mercy
Mercy

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders



2. TO VIOLET

Let’s get out of dodge before they melt it down
Let’s take to the hills tonight and never turn around again

Did you get the message? They’ve sounded the alarms
The phase of deconstruction has em rolling through the yard
And I can’t give it meaning or walk out all alone
And I can’t bring myself to stand and watch you turn to stone

Has the whole world lost its mind? Has the whole world lost its mind?
Has the whole world lost its mind, Violet?

To violet. To violet…

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, acoustic guitar), Roberto Sanchez (drums, bass, electric guitars, synth)
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders


3. EMPTY WORDS DON’T NEED TO LIE

I can live for creature comforts
And I can dream in black and white
Stare into the camera close, still closer
‘cos empty words don’t need to lie

You can spin the record slowly
And we can play the life and times
We’ll sink into the story when it’s over ‘cos empty words don’t need to lie
Empty words don’t need to lie

Chorus:
You don’t need a song to tell you this
You can see the world just fine
We all hum the hollow epitaph ‘cos empty words don’t need to lie
Empty words don’t need to lie

So carry on as if the bell’s not ringin’
And I will calmly drop the blinds
We‘ll sink into our quiet distant corners
‘cos empty words don’t need to lie
Empty words don’t need to lie

Chorus:
You don’t need a song to tell you this
You can see the world just fine
We all hum the hollow epitaph ‘cos empty words don’t need to lie
Empty words don’t need to lie (lover, no)
Empty words don’t need to lie (no, Lord)
Empty words don’t need to lie

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool, Roberto Sanchez, & Adrian Quesada
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, acoustic guitars, drone), Roberto Sanchez (drums, bass, percussion), Adrian Quesada (electric guitar)
Recorded by Adrian Quesada, Level One Sound, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders


4. NOWHERE TO LAND

Would those words come out if I could start again
Does this world exist, too much to comprehend
On a plane in flight with nowhere left to land

Would I turn around if I knew that I'd see you
Or fly further into darkness, resolute
With eyes fixed to the stars, I'd sail right past the moon

Would I sing this song, Would I hum along
Would I say the words if I could somehow right the wrong

Had I been born to some other place than this
Or escaped this current conscience with a kiss
And if I touched the sun, would I cease to exist
When it all goes down, will you tell me what I missed

Would I play this tune, Would I pass right through
Like a satellite lost beyond the blue
Would I turn around if I knew that I'd see you
Would those words come out if I could start anew

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Britton Beisenherz
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, acoustic guitar), Britton Beisenherz (electric guitars, percussion)
Recorded by Britton Beisenherz, Ramble Creek Studio, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders


5. PILOT

My cranium's a cradle
On the counter and i'm your son
Tip me over the edge and away I'll run

Straight back seats and trays up
For the crash we'll never see
These bones are made of lead
It's like we're carrying everything

And it's on the way down
We're on our way out
It's on the way down
Like we're carrying everything

I never fought the torrents
And I never saw blood
I only laid myself down
So you would come and cover me up
It's a cover up

The hollow men have gathered
They're all standing on the steps
Talking about the reasons
They've not broke my spirit yet

But it's on the way down
We're on our way out
It's on the way down
Like we're carrying everything

Time it is a table
Frail and plastic, I'm your pet
The more you weigh upon me
The closer I get

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, guitars), Roberto Sanchez (drums, bass, percussion)
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders



6. BURYING GROUND

You said “I tried” and turned out the light
No sooner spoken than dreams where I drifted
I couldn’t fight. I was buried alive
One life awake, one stuck in a slumber

Til at last I’m leaving. Til at last I’m leaving
Until the last time leaving
The burying ground

Who counts the hours and who counts the years?
Who marks the time? It’s just gravity measured
All of these questions in darkness shall lie
Covered in dust. Our toils and our fractures

Til at last I’m leaving. Til at last I’m leaving
Until the last time leaving
The burying ground

It’s the last time leaving
It’s the last time leaving
At last I’m leaving
The burying ground…

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, acoustic guitars, mandolin, harmonica), Roberto Sanchez (percussion)
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders



7. ALL YOUR STEPS ARE WIRED

All you wanted was to go outside
And run like a wind that's wild
To leave yourself a while
But all your steps are wired

Hello, hello
You love just like a faithful child
Hello hello
You kill em with a crooked smile

In the sky at night you found your place
But a star is just a pixel glowing
You felt your mind drift into space
On the grid that everybody's roaming

Hello, hello
We try to make sense of this moment
Hello hello
How long they gonna keep us going

But should you ever lose your way
They'll track you down to every corner
And when there's nothing left to say
Goodbye is all that we can order

Hello, hello
You love just like a faithful child
Hello hello
You kill em with a crooked smile

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals,guitar), Roberto Sanchez (drums, bass), Eric Swanson (pedal steel)
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders



8. DO YOU HEAR IT CALLING YOU?

Who you gonna let into your little world?
Who you gonna let into your little world?
Who'll stand with you in the empty lot
On the day you discover that it's all for naught?
Who's standing with you when the furnace is burning hot?
Show me what you got

Whatcha gonna say when they shine a light on you?
Whatcha gonna say when they shine a light on you?
Whatcha gonna say when they shine that light?
When you're all alone at the edge of the night
Whatcha gonna say when the light's shining in your eyes?
Will you take that ride?

Where you gonna be at the rising of the moon?
Where you gonna be at the rising of the moon?
There's a war on the plains that you can't outrun
Will you lay it all down in the shadow of the sun?
Where you gonna be at the rising of the moon?
Do you hear it calling you?
Is it calling you?

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders



9. THE WIND IS ALIVE

I hear voices in my head
Singing me a sweet song
Telling me the wind, she is alive

And the truth is like an arrow
But who can see its target
Cutting through the echoes in the dark

Traveling through the dark, we’re traveling through the dark
Cutting through every echo in the dark

The skies are filled with galaxies
And storms we cannot fathom
And suns that died ten thousand years behind
Across the seas of silence to arrive

All the saints and widows
Are singing me a sweet song
Telling me the wind, she is alive
The wind is alive…

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Britton Beisenherz
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, guitars, mandolin), Britton Beisenherz (drums, bass)
Recorded by Britton Beisenherz, Ramble Creek Studio, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders



10. THE OPPOSITE OF SHADOWS

The opposite of shadows
And light we haven’t lost
The emptiness of echoes
Leaves me at a loss

So pony up, you can’t run
And what is left you throw away
The price of our transgressions
Shelter from the shade

Don’t sell me for a lifetime
Don’t leave me swimming in the tide
Staring at the ceiling
With oceans open wide

Did you get the message?
An empty bottle in the waves
A word of our undoing
Before we drift away

So pony up, you can’t run
You can’t run…

Music/lyrics by Greg Vanderpool © 2016 Window Control/ASCAP
Produced by Greg Vanderpool & Roberto Sanchez
Performed by Greg Vanderpool (vocals, guitars), Roberto Sanchez (synth)
Recorded by Roberto Sanchez, Static West Sound MFCo, Austin, TX
Mixed by Erik Wofford at Cacophony Recorders

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Greg Vanderpool Austin, Texas

Texas-native Greg Vanderpool spent over a decade with his bands Monahans and Milton Mapes, steadily riding the line between indie rock and Americana. His songs (which have been covered by the likes of Robert Plant) explore the spaces between stark, hazy drones, Sunday hymns and intensely rhythmic pop anthems. ... more

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