We Are No Beautiful Children (EP)

by The View From Bernal Hill

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released December 6, 2013

Camille Mai: piano+voice+composition
Nahuel Bronzini: guitar+mixing+production
Schuyler Karr: upright bass
Shahab Paranj: percussion
Zach Miley: recording
Jonathan Kirchner: mastering

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Track Name: Pathological Doubt
I must have a little psychopathic streak
but you're the first man that I've seen
like a human being
focused on the breath the volume and the flesh
indubitable real
i loved you like my own
i loved your every bone
except the one I don't
the one that won't believe that you have got my soul

and they say don't trust her if she cries
they can turn it on and off
they say don't trust her if she cries
they can turn it on and off
don't trust her if she cries

but i am not a liar, I'm just sick and tired
of your pathological doubt
and I am sick and tired of being told I'm a liar
but you're something I can't go without

but it's so hard to leave
cause I know what it's like
I breathe just like you breathe
your mind's a lot like mine
but I refuse to be part of this polyamory
between you and me and your distrust and your fear
and my distrust and my fear

and they say don't trust her if she cries
they can turn it on and off
but no matter how hard i try
i just can't seem to turn it off
don't trust her if she cries

but i am not a liar, I'm just sick and tired
of your pathological doubt
and I am sick and tired of being told I'm a liar
but you're something I can't go without
that i can't go without for now
Track Name: We Are No Beautiful Children
we are no beautiful children
we are ridden with fear
and we'd be a field day for freud
but last night, like all the beautiful children
have done for over 50 years
we gave our brains to the void

and I- I am lost in my own way
I have lost my true self
it's so hard to find the words

and it's so hard to find the words
and i'm so painfully disconnected
I call my skin a border
I lay claim to my bones
and wait patiently for the next life
always asking for more than
the everything that's my home

and so today my spine is the bay bridge
25 vertebrae and
a million eyes on the hill
but though the movement's infernal
the world is quiet from Bernal
the world is completely still

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and it's so hard to find the words...

no beautiful children
we are ridden with fear
and we'd be a field day for freud

but I am lost in my own way
I have lost my true self
it's so hard to find the words
Track Name: Perfect In Theory
you got your hand on my arm
playing a nocturne on my palm as the pianist plays on
we're dissonant unisons, both a little off
both trying to make right from two wrongs
but we're perfect in theory, we're twelve tones apart
the difference is so slight, so small
you can barely hear it at all

and if I can slow down your fall
things will be still
things will be calm
if I can slow down your fall
things will be still
things will be calm
but not for long

but something's off!
And now every single light in the night sky
could be another eye and you're convinced that i'm a liar!
and everything's a sign
that there's something in the darkness
we huddle in your apartment
so please let me in
i swear i didn't come here to kill you
am i the girl you're terrified of?
sitting here crying on this tenderloin sidewalk

we're perfect in theory; we're twelve tones apart
the difference is so slight, so small...
we're six beating strings and we're two beating hearts
the difference is so so small
but if we keep beating like this we'll end up eating our fists
until the dampers finally fall

and when they finally fall
things will be still
things will be calm..

we're perfect in theory; we're twelve tones apart
we're perfect in theory; we're twelve tones apart
we're perfect in theory...
Track Name: The End of the Tempest
morning: how many more of these mornings will we get to keep?
it's pouring and the air is as warm as a warning but in my dream i see
you with me, giving mouthfuls of sound to the kids and the crowds
as they drift down market street
living in a house full of windows and pianos
darling it would be so sweet

so just don't let them take you away
just don't let them take you away

and the air is heavy now
who'll play me the end of the Tempest slow like only you know how?

Excerpt from beethoven sonata in D minor 3rd mvmt.

so just don't let them take you away
just don't let them take you away

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