Wanderer

by Restore

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Wanderer was written between November 2010 and January 2011.

Recorded and produced by Red Dragon Studios out of Boston, Massachusetts.

All vocals recorded by Jon Blazek and Eric Lee.
Cover art photography by Pez Brige.

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released May 17, 2011

Additional vocals on Voyages: Rudy Schultz
Additional vocals on Dead Ends: Eric Lee
Cello performed by: Eric Lee

Visit: www.restoremusic.net

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Track Name: Blinded
Time has shifted, ages come and gone.
Passages progress, stanzas laid to rest.
Words that fill the space fade with turnings of the page.
An endings left unwritten.
This lead can fill the absence.
It will sweep free the black and white and bring us to new light.

Holding paper to flame casts our past into vain.
Amending these words binds us.
Scratching the surface blinds us.

Millions of lives, days plagued with strife and panicked, sleepless nights.
Another day, another disappointment.
Take heed these trailing voices written there for you to see.
So shift these thinning pages. Let your mind digest these narrow lines.

The pandemic grows with the coming and goings of the tide.
It stretches past our eyes, through our streets and cross our crystal seas.

Your chest will hollow deeper, consciousness fills the gaps.
Lift the veil of disillusion. Reality revealed.
This is the world in which we live: The Takers and the Leavers.
One that lives in grandeur. The other scraps to stand.

Your chest will hollow deeper.
Lift off this veil.
This is the world in which we live.
One that lives in grandeur. The other scraps to stand.

Pictures say a thousand words, but only make us sense to a degree.
Transplant yourself between these lines. The writings hold the key.
We must close the gap. We must close the gap.
Throughout the spectrum, from the top and to the bottom, we are one in the same.
Shift these thinning pages, sweep free the black and white, and you will see the light.
Track Name: Voyages
He is nothing but a faceless name.
Sheathed under shadows, his sense of self has gone adrift.
The essence now buried in the mist.
There’s a flame of life still burning inside.
Board the vessel, raise the sails.
A man, a voyage, a final chance to find himself.

He’ll trace his path by the stars that blanket the sky. His heart will keep him on course and every last ounce of hope keeps the breath in his lungs.

Once we think we found our way.
We still have voyages we must make.

The ocean’s will holds the deepest grave. He splinters each wave and his bow never breaks. One day a new horizon will emerge, in that distance place. In the greater north the clouds will glow in the gleaming sun.

Once a faceless name, now a man of grace.
Track Name: Defeat.Release
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Tonight I am not alone; I have emptiness in my company.
It reminds me of this life of loss and misfortune
My mind decays, my skin weathered, and these bones turn to sand.

I can feel my hands fall numb.
I can feel my eyes grow heavy.
A feeling of sleep, seems constantly dwelling.
Will I struggle to hold myself up,
from the weight of all my failures?
Will I collapse under the force of all my fears?

I live defeat.
I feel it envelop me.
I’ve lived defeat.
I’ve felt it surround me.

From the shadows, comes an epiphany
It has reminded me that this is
The only life I have to live.
My days are what I make of them.

I’ve reached the epoch, my sense of purpose.
My worth no longer bound to my defeat.
Focused and steadied on my existence.
This will I found in my darkest of days.
Made by what we seek—my dreams were never out of reach.
Track Name: No Illusion
Tell me this can’t be happening.
Tell me this can’t be real.
Four years and counting.
Your hands fastened at my throat.
Options are running thin.
How much longer will I last?

You are with me. Always with me.
A ghost, a presence.
Unable to find severance.
Following my footsteps.
Tracing my tracks.
Always at my back.
There is no end in sight.
There is no end in sight.

I can't keep up the pace.
It's too late, it's too late.
These fears have taken shape.
Into these ghosts that I face
Brought on from taunted times.
Can I push them away?
How long must I wait?
So I will pop the pills to calm the fucking shrills and
heal the scars time will not erase.

You are with me. Always with me.
A ghost, a presence.
Unable to find severance.
Following my footsteps.
Tracing my tracks.
Always at my back.
There is no end in sight.
There is no end in sight.

I don’t want to be afraid.
Do anything to set you free.
I don’t want to be afraid.
Do anything to set you free.
Track Name: The Sound of Sleep
Clock strikes twelve.
Time lays stagnant.
Hands frozen in time and my mind begins to fragment.
This moment has felt like forever, and forever endless still.
A missing moon from a blank slate sky.
Blood stains the whites of my eyes.

Isolated with my melting nerves, breath is short as all sensation strays.
The city slumbers, phosphorescence hues these empty streets.
Silent homes inhale and exhale in concurrent beats.
This city’s a circuit—it lives and dies as one.

But I’m displaced from this lifeline—a rogue heart, from your world, I’m miles apart.

A twisting earth, revolutions revolve. A twisting earth, revolutions revolve.
Miles apart and so I plead, "Embrace me, sweet arms of sleep."
I lie awake in disbelief, let me dream, set me free.
I aspire for elation in the sweet arms of sleep. Let me dream of circadian days.
Chasing horizons, I've become so out of sync.

Now lost, amongst these nights.
I lie awake 'til the morning light.

Keeping in time.
These lines will divide.
This sun will rise and leave me behind.
Time has left me behind.
Time has left me behind.

I'm still naive, I'm still pretending.
That dawn will come, will come, and save me.

And so I'm spent, unsung, and pleading.
I will wake, still young, still breathing.
And so I'm spent, unsung, and pleading.
I will wake, still young, still breathing.

And my wishes have yet to be granted.
Shadows descend, edges have blackened.
Time prolongs as both hands point north.
Again I hope to be drifted away.

I'm still naive, I'm still pretending.
That dawn will come, will come and save me.

Let me drift away. Let me drift away.
Track Name: Dead Ends
I bend to this shifting axis.
Where my path seems to appear again.
I plead, "Pull me from these sands."
They slow my steps and lead me to dead ends.

The ones I knew.
Now with faces blurred.
Lie deep within.
This deadened earth.
These empty paths.
Have sealed my fate.
A wanderer with no escape.

New days die in the blink of an eye.

What have I done
To feel so displaced?
The eyes of a friend
Now a strangers face.

An empty season.
A bite of rime.
A sting that reminds.
Against my spine.

Impressions made.
No ground is gained.
Only forks and frozen paths.
That lead me to dead ends.

I bow my head.
I accept this state.
I hear no voice.
Calling my name.

I am left alone.
A Wanderer.
Such endless roads.

I am left alone.
A Wanderer.
Such endless fucking roads.

As the axis bends at the solstice's break.
Lands will thaw and open gates.

Daylight breaks
Darkness fades.
Wandering days.
I’ve lost my way.

Daylight breaks
Darkness fades.
Wandering days.
I’ve found my way.