Glowcap

by The People Say Fox

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credits

released 09 November 2012

Nathan Holte - Vocals, Guitar, Violin, Piano
Mike Billig - Bass guitar
Nate Adelson - Guitar, Piano
Rio Daugherty - Drums

Recorded & Mixed by Josh Barber at Covenant Studios

Mastered by Troy Glessner at Spectre Studio

Album artwork by Nate Rendulich

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Track Name: Glowcap
You’re dreaming…tell me girl where you’d like to go x2

Stiff fingers and cold feet, you always said warm up. And for the night she fed him love, a perfect one to give up.

Only time will mend the head. (We’ll mend the head) x2

Poor gentleman, Poor gentleman!

Tilt the wound; keep the life in if not for a bit longer before it stiffens. I’ve kept you in my eyes for a while. It’s hard to burn the file, a coward’s denial.
Poor gentleman!

Only time will mend the head. (We’ll mend the head) x2

Grow brighter tiny giver, show kinder life maker x2

Bring me back; bring me back to the lazy days now, the taste of. Bring me back bring me back.
Take me back to the lazy days now, the taste of. Bring me back bring me back.

Drawing maps in the sand. Make me whole again make me bold again. I’ll do as much as I can to get through that door again, kick off my shoes again. Become fully detached from all the sin we’re in.
Track Name: Ghost on Parade
A ghost on parade, he’s so grey x2

Oh he watches his tongue as he speaks to the bar owner. “Where’s that girl I met yesterday, your daughter? I’ll love her so if you let me, oh I’ll love her so.”

Believe it or not, I’m falling in love. My lungs have transcended all of my thoughts from above, and if you don’t like it make it cold, make it quick.

I see you in windowsills, I see you all around me. Chin up, head up girl. I see you all around me.
With nowhere to step but away from his daddy’s wishes, motivation takes its toll. There’s no more getting older without her. No…

Believe it or not, I’m falling in love. My lungs have transcended all of my thoughts from above, and if you don’t like it make it cold, make it quick. And all your colors separated, what I thought of you was quickly changing. You’re a beautiful lady, you’re beautiful baby.
Track Name: Mila
We meet again. Under the apple tree we stand. We’re alone again, no wait who’s he? You say you love him but I don’t believe you!

Soldier on the fence missing the way she’d laugh when he held her hand. After he had left, she found a boy to make things better. She knows, she knows, that he knows, he knows that this could be the end of me not the end of us. Could be the end of me.

He’ll make you try to stay but Mila don’t fall that way.
He’ll make you try to stay but my love don’t fall that way.

What seems so sweet is only human in disguise. Mila you’re dying, oh don’t stop me from trying.

Oh will you hear me when I’m shooting up the skies? Mila you’re dying, oh don’t stop me from trying.

We meet again. In my dreams we stand toe to toe, brow to brow. If you lean in closer we’ll start to mend…

Oh Mila please come home, I wrote you a sonnet. I’ve washed my face alone, it was bad then, you called it. Don’t misread these arid eyes; they only speak what we all seek. Whoever said there’s truth in lying, their full of it. So full of it.

Oh Mila please come home, I wrote you a sonnet. I’ve washed my face alone, it was bad then, you called it. Don’t misread these arid eyes; they only speak what we both seek. Whoever said there’s truth in lying, their full of it. Oh so full of it.
Track Name: Hailing a Chariot
I don’t understand your ways, when will we get close to reaching grace? And she said…
I don’t understand your legs, and where their moving you. When will you get close to seeing faith?

Don’t let it go dear, shining what’s bright in your life is, sometimes the hardest thing to do when you’ve gone overboard, when you’ve gone overboard.

My dear sir, you’ve lost control! You’ve drown your soul in the common cold!

A call into your endless flight, they feel like they’ve lost you but I know I can touch you x2

Tie your lifelines down, we’ll hold this deck tonight. Hold your ropes tight, we’ll stay our ground till the sound of the chariots call my name.
Track Name: The Whaler's Line
Ooh the way you walk speaks in volumes. A frequency long lost in my head. Open up your mouth open up your mouth and run through me. Let’s cut the bleeding without apathy

Ooh the way you talk to me sweetly, as thought day by day you’ve rehearsed it in your sleep. All the right words in all the right places. You’re the queen of the hearts I’m the king of the aces, so let’s dance.

Do you hear them call? The white whales of the Eastern coast? The way they laugh and the smile makes me feel at home.

The lawn is singing that it’s time to feed the garden. The radishes can’t pull themselves up. The sun is saying that it’s time to put the boat away. And the birds keep chirping to your step.
Wake up…

The lawn is singing that it’s time to feed the garden. The radishes can’t pull themselves up. The sun is saying that it’s time to put the boat away. And the birds keep chirping to your step.

Wake up x4
Track Name: Record Players
Will it end like we planned it to end? I am so sore, from dying and dying over and over again.

I’m peeling off scabs and bleeding more and opening pores to the world’s remorse. There’s something
hidden within that action and seismic waves are crashing home.
Track Name: The Roseman
I know who you are. And I know where you’ve walked.

Your hands are dry, your flask is empty. You’ve worn yourself out. You’ve worn yourself out.
You’ve come unprepared. Your dusters with me. I’m really sorry but I didn’t know you needed it, you know you needed it.

It’s been ten long years since you gave yourself to the crooked grin and the silver tongue and it hurts like hell because you’ve given it up. You’ve given it up.
It’s been ten long years since you sent your heart to a violent man with a platter to start feeding and he ate it up. He ate you up. He ate it up, he ate you up.


Your hands are dry, your flask is empty. You’ve worn yourself out. You’ve worn yourself out.
You’ve come unprepared. A vulture is circling your trail. All you can do is laugh, all you can do it die.

And the fruit of your labors will find home at his table. And the mud will crack from your eyelids as you begin to see the facts. What sticky ones they’ll be, they’ll sneak behind you like the spider queen!
And they’ll taste like honey and rocks at the same time. And your legs will go numb as the venom finds comfort in your spine.

He will waste you. x 7

Like sheep to the slaughter you’ll fall in his lies. You’re far too pliable to think he’s in disguise. Watch for his claws.
Track Name: A Son for a Father
You cry out to your mom, even though she’s twenty five hundred miles from your arms.

You’re 18 disarming bombs, to save the kids of the future, the sons and daughters.

When they called you to arms, they made you feel like the whole world, like the whole world was gone.
You ran you ran you made yourself a little hole into the ground, so you wouldn’t be scared of the sounds.

Oh God was it my fault, oh God was it my fault.

Between you and me, I owe your family and apology. I’m so I’m so sorry.

You cry out to your son, even though he’s miles and miles and miles from home.
He’s just a boy, so who’s the monster in this? I blame logistics, what about the sons and daughters?


And they played their bagpipes like it was always in your interest to listen.
And I stood up and called them liars, blinded with rage, but I listened anyway.


I tied ribbons and taught you not to cross them, and with a glaze in your eyes you complied.
I’m often thinking what you were thinking that night, and how I’ve paid the price with your life.

And now I know, you owe it to yourself, to do exactly what you want to do, what you’re born to do, this takes time, this takes time.
You never got those chances when standing in my messes. It takes time, it takes time.
Track Name: Influenza
It’s time to weigh the pros and cons here, your cloudy eyes are getting thinner, and as I feed you this last teaspoon influenza has you.
I watch the length of thread unfold us; no magic words can restore your touch. Just keep your mind fixed on the valley. We are the wakers of our destiny.

I never asked for you to pass away. It’s time to unfold your remains, let go of all of the estranged ones that break us. It’s time to unfold your remains.

Tell me where you are…

And when your there you’ll find him waiting. Bouquet in hand he’ll call you baby. Wrapped within the shade of flora, your lips locked tight among the fauna.

I never asked for you to pass away. It’s time to unfold your remains, let go of all of the estranged ones that break us. It’s time to unfold your remains, let go of all of the estranged. Let go of the medicine, you’ve lived life fighting.
Track Name: Tree Painter
Will you rely on me? When you are shown to sea? Just open your eyes to the nightfall, there’s only miles till the next stop.

Will you rely on me? When you are shown to sea? Just open your eyes to the nightfall; it’s time to applaud your reprisal.

Blemishes of old can’t withhold a smile when treetops tend to mold with the wind, with the wind.

Why don’t you show me that your paws are ready? And all it takes is a melody photographed to suck the life from the ground, well at least that’s what I found.

Just open your eyes to the nightfall; it’s time to applaud your reprisal. x 2

Will you rely on me? When you are shown to sea?

Just open your eyes to the nightfall; we’re only miles to the next stop.

Just open your eyes to the nightfall; it’s time to applaud your reprisal.

Throw your light to the wall. Release yourself. You really can’t fake it anymore child, so go ahead and break it some more child.

And they’ll scream that we’re love activists, and all we’ve done is try our best to nullify the truth in this, but can you see the fault in it cause I can’t. No I can’t. No crack or smallest hole will do us in.