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Hand in the Attic

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Dead red moon Rose too soon Broken sky Murder wire Broken tune Aphid June Crippled horse Bourbon porch Stars in the wild Slowing our lives Dead red field Empty road Bedding gone Timber's warm Down on the floor Familiar floor
2.
Despite all the demons, there are too many reasons to stay. I'm going out walking, searching for something to say. I'm walking in circles, I'm bleeding, I'm broke, and I'm crazed. I've taken December, I've wrecked it, sewn it away. I've taken December, I've wrecked it, sewn it away. I drowned it, I sung it, I buried it under your grave. All these mementos, promises we'd thrown away. I dug up your body, I sang to your bones, it's ok. I dug up your body, I sang to your bones, it's ok. You meant that you loved me, I felt it, I feel it today. They fell all to pieces - some notions, the spoils of defeat. We'd conquer our sorrows in motion, falling to sleep. I've lost all my feeling, I've blown all the fuses I'd saved. Despite all the reasons, there are too many demons to stay.
3.
I told you I'm floating I'm only a man I'm rowing this craft I'm rowing and glowing I can't feel my hands The waves are by the brim Fairhaven, Larrabee, and Opal expanse Bury my hands The ending is black
4.
Tree Song 03:55
You're a tree Trees don't bleed Just be strong Grow more rings Everything moves in dreams Can you please stitch your clothes to mine To me You're leaving This morning Take your heart Leave your boots Everything is so fine You're a tree, trees don't die You're leaving today You're leaving everything
5.
Why don't you take that whiskey, pour it in the water Why don't you take that bottle, throw it on the ground I don't wanna hear about none of your dancin' So if you tomcat around, well don't make a sound Why don't you take that fishbone toss it in the river Won't you grab that stovepipe, smash it in your hands The last time I went creeping 'round the alley I heard a sound unlike any human man When the tomcat's out, watch for your daughters When the ragtime's on, all bets are off Because dancin' always leads to knockin' And with knockin', word gets around
6.
All the things you do to me It all adds up like math But in the end I'm left again Absent of the craft In a world of mathematicians, I'm a lone musician Picking and singing the mess But I'm awake, I watch the parade And everything left in the path Add it up, and I add it up- It never quite adds right up Sing the blues, and watch the news The numbers and figures and death It's a worldwide revolution with no more confusion And everyone's taken the test But I'm afraid I won't be awake I'm slipping to places unmatched It's a world of mathematicians and I'm a lone musician Picking and strumming the mess But I'm afraid I won't be awake I'm slipping to places unmatched
7.
Waking up to go down to the emancipated stream Past the garden, suffocating, trying not to speak. I'm around, I see your face. Don't let down on me. I'm alive, I feel your fire. Don't leave up to me. Falling into healthy choices that don't take time to make. Hearing freight trains, whisper no more wrecking balls, please. Everything will die in sorrow, all these little things Everyone is going somewhere, stopping in the street. Last night I felt something. I don't believe in nothing. Everything will breathe in some way, some day.
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If I lose my job, I'm going to the coast and to the station If I lose you, I'll be waiting with some bread and stationery Everything will run together, lying on the ocean Anyone would be in love with all your faults, you have your reasons Onward south, by all the horses We can feel our luck descending On these houses and their horses I'm not dying, hills on fire Cross the marker, sing and speak in broken Spanish, back together Footprints by our hearts, we're trampled I can feel you on my shoulder All these people justifying all their problems, all their voices Spend the night in broken tent, and silence spoken, now together Everything will breathe

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Visit our website! www.handintheattic.com
The World of Math video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LGCgSq-BO8
Album teaser video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-XuoKD6IH4

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released July 2, 2013

Recorded at Flying Hat Studio
www.flyinghatstudio.com

HITA is:
Alex Fox - guitar, vocals
Jenaleigh Flones - bass, vocals
Charlee Pilgrim - percussion
Owen Fox - accordion, bells, vocals
Sharon Li - horn
Jonny Bartlett - Guitar
Zach Eddy - banjo, mandolin

Album Credits:
All songs written by Alex Fox except "Whiskey Water" by Brent Stecker.

Alex Fox - Piano, Guitar, Vocals, Glockenspiel
Brent Stecker - Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Ryan Dockins - Drums, Trumpet
Zach Eddy - Banjo, Mandolin
Jenaleigh Flones - Vocals
Elizabeth Talbot - Viola
Tanielle Battermann - Cello
Caleb Eddy - Bass

Greg Shapovolov - Engineering, Mixing, Mastering

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Hand in the Attic Seattle, Washington

Hand in the Attic is a Seattle-based independent folk-rock group that released its self-titled album in July 2013.

HITA's sound hints at influences including M. Ward, Elliott Smith, Neutral Milk Hotel and Midlake, yet it has been molded into something entirely unique.

"The band’s strength lies in its ability to change shape from song to song without abandoning its sound." — Seattle Weekly
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