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Dweller on the Threshold

by Woolen

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1.
There is always time to make amends, and remember friends for the good and bad. Home can be anywhere, For it's part of my soul, it is part of my soul, I swear. I will find a way into all of your hearts, Into all of your hearts, I will stay. If you let my in I won't go away, I won't go away, no way. When you think of me do you touch yourself? Do you wet your lips and moan my name? I know how you feel, I have felt it, too You are not alone. I will find a way into all of your hearts, Into all of your hearts, I will stay. If you let my in I won't go away, I won't go away, no way. (x2) I cast, A spell, That makes you worship me, From hell, I touch your breasts, And write my name in blood. You'll see, In dreams, My face turn into something clear, Nightmares, Of love, Draw lines between you and me.
2.
Art-Damaged 05:04
Inside me now Inside me now Go to sleep Go to sleep. In time, Be it now, What you want, Give it up. The power within, Inside of all of us, What you want, Give it up. Go to sleep, Without me, It's alright, Baby, it's always right. All I see, It surrounds me, It's all there, It's all there, Inside me now Inside me now. Go to sleep, Without me, It's alright, It's always right.
3.
Southern Cooking, In my room, In my room, Would you like to come in? Leave the pot on too long, It turns black, turns black, Some might like that, I don't. Covered in blackened grease, I stalk you, stalk you, Looking for a reason to stay here. Even though I left you, I want you back, want you back. There is no way out. Love turns into a burnt flower, Take your pick, But trust your desire. The pretty ones, die young The ugly ones, have all the fun. If only culinary school, Held out its hand, out its hand, And showed me a way to love myself. If it were simple, To love you, love you, I would bake a pie with cross hatches. Even though I left you, I want you back, want you back, There is no way out. The pretty ones, die so young. The other ones, have all the fun... Why do you hate me i'm barely alive! Why do you hate me i'm barely alive! Why! At the right time, You will find, you will find, My lines are hard to comprehend. I'll be your ear, When times are rough, times are rough. Even when he is gone for days. I will always haunt you, In your heart, in your heart, I don't mind the lack of love. Even though I left you, I want you back, want you back, There is no way out. Love turns into a burnt flower, Take your pick, But trust your desire. The pretty ones, Die young, The other ones, Have all the fun.
4.
O'Death 05:30
O'Death, Don't come tonight, I got a lot on my mind. O'Death, Fair-weather friend, Master beneath the waves, See you, See you again, With all, With all of my friends. O'Death, My next of kin, Don't leave, Don't leave for him. Stay close, All through the night, Stay close, Stay by my side. Give me love give me... In my neighborhood, When it felt so... Put it all away, 'Till it's over. O'Death, Fair-weather friend, Shadow behind my back. See you, See you again, With all, With all of my friends. O'Death, Don't leave tonight, Stay close, Stay by my side, Your breath, Along my neck, Makes me feel safe again. Give me love give me... In my neighborhood, When it felt so... Do you realize? It's over... It's over now... It's over... O'death, Don't come tonight, I've got a lot on my mind.
5.
Feeding Time 03:37
Feeding Time, By design, Your children safe, For a moments time. When you sleep, I wait outside. What you need, Is all I see. Feeding Time, By design. What you need, Is all I see. When you sleep, I wait outside. What you need, I don't care anymore.
6.
I've got an anchor that keeps me whole, My friends and lovers are my home. My family brought me into this world, And they assured me I had nothing to be afraid of. Leaving home, coming home... Being born... I am afraid to die, Afraid of what I'll leave behind. Who will care, care for my songs? Who will love them when i'm dead, and gone? I will leave my hunters mark, You I. Make the world care for me, And who I am, what I do. That's the purpose of this little life, The purpose of my life. Settle down and find a couple wives. Leaving home, coming home. Being born, and dying alone. I am afraid to die, Afraid of what I'll leave behind. Who will care, care for my songs? Who will love them when i'm dead, and gone? I am afraid to die... I am afraid to die... I am afraid to die... I am afraid to die...
7.
Would you love me just the same, If I lied to you and said I knew your name. The body lies, a promise to be told, Inside of her, I feel myself unfold. In the afternoon, I'll sleep with her when you're at home. In the evening-time, I'll come to you with open arms. I'll drive into a willow tree, Drunk as the day when you met me. You'll get a call when you are asleep, and find the promises I swore to keep. If you were a drug and I an arm, I'd throw you out the window. In the afternoon, I'll die and leave you here, In the evening-time, I'll visit you when you're alone. If I were a shooting star, would you follow me very far? When you see me take my hand, Kiss me and try to understand, Life is very short my mission set, I want to give you my last breath. In the afternoon, set my ship to sea, In the evening-time, set sail and be with me.
8.
When I lie, do you trust me? Don't linger on if you see... My soul at its worst. Do you like, like the view? When I sleep, inside of you? Don't look away...
9.
Give me all of your problems, Give them to me, I will turn them on their heads, They're silly. Will you find me Mr. Problem Solve? Pretty please? I've filled my quota for the month, will you find me... Feed the machine, And find your fortune cookies, And your horoscope dailies. Perscribe to whatever faith, helps you out. Let the man scoop you up When you're in doubt. Eat a soup of your problems, Eat up! Find the Man's problems, in the bottom of your cup. You'll figure it out, Stop looking up or down, Gods and devils, they don't care If you stain your underwear. They just want your soul, Which way will go? They just want your soul... Just for once take my advice, Don't say what you won't say twice.
10.
Baby, when are you coming home? I've been waiting by the telephone. The coffee's burnt, and my sheets are cold; where have you been? With another man... Did you figure out that it was me? When you see me again, you won't recognize me. I look on from the gateway, and I see him take my place. The Dweller on the Threshold, Has taken my soul. He makes you, makes you breakfast, He takes you, out to the silver screen, And I look on from the gateway, And I cry over what might have been... I walk inbetween an angel and myself, I toast the devil and your health, Everyone has a shadow just like me, When he touches you, do you see? The Dweller on the Threshold.

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Meet your Shadow-Self with a dagger for he will do the same.

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released June 1, 2010

Paris Gulbro Patt - Lead Vox, Baritone Guitar, Guitar, Bass, Piano, Songwriting

Mike Allison - Lead Guitar, Vox, Rhythm Guitar, Loops, Songwriting

Dan Melancon - Drums, Songwriting

Track 4: Emma Ruth Rundle - Vox, Zack Sokolow - Banjo
Track 5: Stephen Patt - Pedal Steel
Track 7: Stephen Patt - Dobro
Track 9: Max Coane - Vox
Track 10: Stephen Patt - Pedal Steel

Recorded by Fritz Michaud @ New Monkey Studios
Mixed by Max Coane @ Fox Force Five
Mastered by Stephanie Villa

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