Dear Lord, No Deal EP

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released 04 July 2011
All words and music by Kavus Torabi

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Kavus Torabi: Guitar and Singing
Melanie Woods: Singing
Chloe Herington: Bassoon and Saxophone
Emmett Elvin: Keyboards
Craig Fortnam: bass
Khyam Allami: Drums

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Track Name: Pilot Her
Plans, That always give themselves away, uncastaway,
She stands, surrounds me with siren-like way, her golden rays.

Pilot her to force a meaning on existence,
Pilot her to forge the path of most resistance.

Hands, with these poor hands I cut a swathe, upset the grave,
And hang around her neck these legions brave, my radio waves.

Pilot her to force a meaning on existence,
Pilot her to forge the path of most resistance.

You have taken my life shaken.
You came blazoned, my dreams wakened

You got my heart, hold it, hide it, light it.
You took my hope, bloated, wired it, sold it.

Of all the things she did for me, she stood me up, she crippled me,
She’s all I hear, she’s all I see. Inside of her, she’s all of me.
Track Name: Dear Lord, No Deal
I crashed out in the cold,
When I awoke the world looked very different from the one I’d left behind.
I stood right up and wandered blind into the loss of mind.

Bringing up the fear now, it’s got me in a double bind,
Like a blizzard in a harness, it’s quite the spectacle.
It sails itself around for me.
You’ve given up, it got emotional, friend, but now you’ve run to ground,
And sprung to skeptical.
I’ve got a bad feeling about last week and now’s the time to split the scene,
I kept my part of the bargain, kept myself unseen.

If I could face again this misery,
If I could pick my flashback I would have kicked them back.
So all the deeds that fell inside this open grave could:
Stirrup, saddle up, gallop out of the paddock.
I just can’t tell if it’s horse pucky or if it’s for real,
What the hey, dear Lord, no deal.
We’ll know at last if your whole trip was bogus or real,
Until then: Dear Lord...no deal.
Track Name: HMS Washout
Torched them the bridges that can’t take the load.
Snap its neck, head on my knees.
Reverb, a well of my surrounding

It always seems like it’s someone you know

Snaps a wooden leg,
Rotates its loveless head to face mine

It always seems like it’s someone you know

I tried to hide, I tried to hide as always,
I tried too hard, I tried too hard as always.

Dank trees grow within my yard,
Never tend them, just get in my way.
As always I tried to hard,
Torched the bridge, let you just slip away.

You just slip away

Out of my arms,
Messed up my charge,
Ten thousand leagues down.

Drowning away,
Aches me, I’m sail free,
HMS Washout.

With cutlass and with scurvy,
The crew sent me seaworthy.
And all that I could say was,
“Saw their arms away”.

Saw their arms away

Torch them the bridges that can’t take the load.
Snap its neck, head on my knees.

Shipwrecked in your arms,
I would plunge you ten thousand leagues down.

Send me seaworthy.
“Saw their arms away”
Could you capsize in me, my love?
“Saw their arms away”

Drown them the sailors that won’t brave the storm,
Washout, ghost ship, my spectre.

Torch them the bridges that can’t take the load.
Snap its neck, head on my knees.

Saw their arms away,
And never finding out.

My ghost ship, my spectre,
I could not reject her.
Washout ten thousand leagues down.