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  This is the digital release of Slamming Door Orchestra's debut recording.
  
  The dorkestra was Justin Holt, Lance Lathrop, Sijal Nasralla, and Noah Ben Barratt. Dustin Cape played cello on 'Demons.' Rosser Douglas provided synthesizer on 'Low Tide' and 'A Poison Apple.' Recorded in Michael's Old Room.
  
  Thank you family, Blake and Carolyn, Andrew, Katie, Charles, Casey, Matthew, Elisa and Chandra, Sam, and the people of Decomposition.
  
  1. Low Tide
  2. A Fire and a House
  3. Nosferatu
  4. Empty Rooms
  5. Then I Grinned like a Grinch
  6. Come Down
  7. Tooth
  8. Demons
  9. Ghost Dance
  10. A Poison Apple Lying on the Front Lawn
  
  
  LOW TIDE
  
  Low tide
  Cold rain
  Signal flares
  Wet brain
  Ice cream
  Midnight
  Bad dream
  Dream life
  
  Drawn blinds
  Sunlight
  Signature
  Contractual bind
  Oatmeal
  Crest break
  Light dust
  High wake
  
  
  
  A FIRE AND A HOUSE
  
  A long time ago
  well some time ago
  there was a fire
  a great big fire
  
  In this house
  it was your house
  but now it's gone
  everything's gone
  
  There was this kid
  a smart little kid
  but then he left you
  to do
  
  And what he did
  I'll tell you what he did
  he made the world move
  and he hurt you
  
  Was it worth it?
  Everything he did?
  Cuz he left the house
  and he burned it down
  
  
  
  NOSFERATU
  
  This is the song he wrote
  about falling asleep in the snow
  and letting go
  Poor poor Nosferatu
  It would be nice to be misunderstood
  but everybody knows
  what you're up to
  
  This is the song I sang
  about sleeping upside down like a vampire bat
  Would you look at that?
  And now I'm
  I'm on Nosferatu's side
  and I would bleed myself dry
  if you needed a drink
  cuz you make me think
  
  Well I could love any one but you
  and I accepted everyone except you
  
  
  
  EMPTY ROOMS
  
  Don't I love empty rooms?
  And don't I hate furniture?
  I'd love to keep you on the phone
  but you better go
  follow your friends around
  They're sniffing the next case down
  
  And I admit
  I've ridden with them
  slinging the liquid from fridge to fridge
  as they obtain affirmation
  by visiting still more friends
  
  So what business do I have here?
  Isaac and Kazaya
  make a teepee of the bed sheets
  There's no place
  that I fit into your life
  I've looked there's no place
  that I reconvene with your days
  We'll say it's better this way
  
  But did you know?
  Did you know?
  Did you know the glass in your mirror
  is slowly dripping downward?
  Did you know that your reflection
  is the exact opposite of what you look like?
  
  So I guess I love empty rooms
  I must hate filling em
  I'd love to sit you down
  on the bare floor
  and build all of the reasons
  
  
  
  THEN I GRINNED LIKE A GRINCH
  
  Everyone suffers
  The cake fell to the floor
  icing first
  The world is over
  We are memories
  inside a cloud of dust
  
  So I made the statement in blue ink
  I scrawled the address on the envelope
  I grinned like a grinch
  who just ate a child
  or just ate a mother
  and left the child for dead
  
  four score dead
  
  The sea was calm
  Travel was easy
  and we took a swim
  I was angry
  too many broken instruments to play
  
  So I threw piano keys made of ivory
  from a trash bag at my enemies
  I grinned like a grinch
  who throws down spiders
  and throws down snakes
  from the tops of trees
  
  spinning top
  lop your head off
  
  
  
  COME DOWN
  
  Come down
  dumb down a little
  We want to know you
  We want to show you
  
  Around
  Come down a while
  We want to love you
  We want to touch you
  We stand on the
  
  Ground
  Come down a little
  We want you to stay
  to hear what you have to say
  
  Come down
  
  And when we saw you at the show
  we forgot to say hello
  Things in there were very loud
  so we lost you in the crowd
  
  We want you to know
  
  
  
  TOOTH
  
  I'm giving up on being a ghost
  cuz when you're living other people can touch you
  I'm getting in with the host
  training up for the talk show circuit
  I'm walking cross town to be with my lover
  cuz every other day is better than never
  What is mystery what are the blues?
  I'm sitting down in her kitchen putting on my shoes
  
  I'm giving up on being a ghost
  cuz when you're living other people can touch you
  I'm getting in with the host
  training up for the talk show circuit
  I'm walking cross town to be with my lover
  cuz every other day is better than never
  What is disgusting what is real life?
  I'm sitting down in her kitchen sharpening a knife
  
  
  
  DEMONS
  
  Demons were making me deals
  and I marched around the barren garden
  telling winter if I can't be an artist
  I'll just die
  Oh I'll just die
  
  One morning I woke to rotting walls
  and this brown girl eating an apple
  My genius friend
  laughed on his way
  to the city
  as I walked her
  to the cemetery
  to lay twenties
  on stone roofs
  and remove her childhood
  
  Isn't this a pretty ribbon?
  Probably
  absolutely
  never running early
  She's gonna ride your back
  We've got squat white candles someplace
  I only need em for a quick second
  
  
  GHOST DANCE
  
  Sleeping with the lights on
  the door opens itself
  Wind dances through the room
  rifling through your child's trinkets
  
  Your dreams are in the voice
  of all those books you read
  The wild child voice has been suppressed
  
  Better go up on the mountain and catch it
  
  
  
  A POISON APPLE LYING ON THE FRONT LAWN
  
  Just like the old house with baby raccoons in the attic
  your leg fell through the ceiling
  I was watching cartoons in the other room
  I didn't hear a thing
  
  Look it ma I'm in college
  I'm up upon the ceiling
  my legs are losing feeling
  
  Don't worry if you flunk out of school
  just go to the doctor
  You're crazy you're stressed god damned right you're depressed
  You would've passed that test
  if they'd give you some medicine
  
  Don't worry if your voice stumbles along
  when you try to sing a song
  don't stare so long in the mirror at your disappearing reflection
  
  Let's try and play a song it all sounds wrong
  let's sit out on the brick
  Let's smoke a cigarette and think about it
  
  It all started with a poison apple lying on the front lawn
  you couldn't help yourself
  you picked it up ... more
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