Bread Crumbs Back Home EP

by All Blondes Go to Heaven

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released 11 January 2013

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All Blondes Go to Heaven

Brett plays guitar, and so does Chris. Andy is a left- handed drummer. Mike brings his bass guitar so that means Tom can play guitar too. We all sing.

When everyone leaves the backyard at your pool party on your 11th birthday, and you're left alone with just the sound that the water makes running down the waterslide, the answer is to always look down....right? ... more

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Track Name: Up and Down
You're always up and down. You don't want me around. You're always up and down.

I try over and over again to get you out of my head. Over and Over again. Showed up in too much makeup, but cheer up because you're ordinary. Like great lies in history, the cover up can't hide the rest of the story. (I try over and over again to get you out of my bed. Over and over again.)

Why'd you want to change (what are you saying?)? When you could stay like this for all days.

Sunburned bodies stay out all day. The sun is pointing at humidity. Freckles on your shoulders that you'll never show, so I spent my daylight savings trying to get back home.

'Cuz Aimee's skipping down the water like a weathered stone, and says, "this creek could be a river with a little flow." She puts on 23, it's amazing, still it seems. (Can I take your picture, hey, Blue Jay? Your color comes together with the scenery. Just like our plans for every Summer.)

You're always up and down. We don't want you around.
Track Name: Worms
It feels like concrete bags laid across my whole chest. These deeps breaths, they feel like calories. Fresh dirt at a funeral for a guy that I once knew. They say that he will always be a hidden treasure.

Blank stares across your room as we wait for the coffee to kick in.

It's not that I doubted you, just since Kevin stopped his smoking. Matt's on the roof to get a view. He's optimistic since he saw it. Hilltop weather vane pointing me in all directions. The problem is, the wind is always blowing in my face.

You talk the birds like you've heard them all before. You can hear them sing, "there goes the boy with the target on his chest." I welcome some shots because this logic is bulletproof. There goes the boy with the target on his chest.

I wish my hands felt warm.

I feel it on the skin before rain........This is what I get for planning on my part. Calls I don't return, and sheets I should have burned a long time ago..........Even the worms could agree..........You told me to go back to school, but I learned.........I feel it on the skin before rain. (Surfacing slowly, gasping for air. Five hearts beat harder than one.)......

It makes me sick. Bridges burn in my sleep.

I feel it on the skin before rain........This is what I get for planning on my part. Calls I don't return, and sheets I should have burned a long time ago..........Even the worms could agree..........You told me to go back to school, but I learned.........I feel it on the skin before rain. (Surfacing slowly, gasping for air. Five hearts beat harder than one.)......