Cosmic Analog Blues​-​LP

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released October 4, 2019

2ND ALBUM

PRODUCED and MIXED by: Jeff MacLean and Tim Kane

ALL SONGS by Jeff MacLean

COSMIC ANALOG BLUE is:
Jeff MacLean: Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Tim Kane: Drums and Percussion
Justin Klosek: Keyboards

FEATURING:
Jonathan LaMaster: Violin on Tracks 1, 4 and 6

MASTERED by Josh Kaufman-Local Legend Recording

PHOTOGRAPHY BY: Steven Wei

Follow Cosmic Analog Blue on our Web Site at:
www.cosmicanalogblue.band

Follow Cosmic Analog Blue on Instagram at:
www.instagram.com/cosmic.analog.blue

Follow Tim Kane's other musical exploits at:
www.kanedrums.com
AND
www.islandcastawaysband.com

Follow Justin Klosek's musical adventures at:
www.instagram.com/jtkpiano/
AND
www.daybreakersband.com

Follow Jonathan LaMaster on Instagram at:
www.instagram.com/jonathan.lamaster

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Track Name: Through The Underpass
Single voice is calling, soon it gets to crawling
Tired ways keep falling despite what they say
As a cloud that drifts away

Making the contrition, of his own volition
Begging for permission as if they would know
Soon it starts to show

Gallery's new installation
Cover boys making a splash
Tastemaker's thinking it's gone but soon it will crash
Through the underpass
Through the underpass
As an arrow that's shot straight and true

BRIDGE

Emperor is squirming, tide it's ever turning
Council Hall is burning and still they talk on
Battle lines are drawn

Counting what's been taken, from those who've been forsaken
Factories are new but parts are the same
Wonder who's to blame

Standing at the doorway
Waiting to answer that call
Armed with a bagpipe so ready to bust through this wall
Through the underpass
Through the underpass
Like a freight train I'm rolling at you
Track Name: Prey That Won't Bite
Together entranced in lockstep in the name of devotion
Just as before they were molded from other men's clay
Notice how they try so hard to hide all the erosion
Open their lips but they really don't know what to say

Doubt that's creeping as you're sleeping
Hollowness inside
They're not seeing that you're bleeding
They won't even try

Sense has no place when the self is denied
Cold reassurance replacing my pride
Distracted by grace as I'm watching the osprey take flight

Retreat from the harmony living inside
Where violence grows at the rise of the tide
Spoiling the bait while I'm waiting for prey that won't bite
Spoiling the bait while I'm waiting for prey that won't bite

Carousel spinning 'round
Now I'm stepping off
Carousel spinning 'round
Now I'm stepping off
Carousel spinning 'round
Now I'm stepping off
Carousel spinning 'round
Here's where it stops

Accept our apologies some here may find them abrasive
Fate wears no gloves or disguises in what it will teach
Stealing control as they think they're just being persuasive
But the sun is no pawn resting safely outside of their reach

Liquidating Implicating
Gladly interfere
Falsely claiming catch you gazing
Soon they disappear

Sense has no place when the self is denied
Cold reassurance replacing my pride
Distracted by grace as I'm watching the osprey take flight

Retreat from the harmony living inside
Where violence grows at the rise of the tide
Spoiling the bait while I'm waiting for prey that won't bite
Spoiling the bait while I'm waiting for prey that won't bite

Carousel spinning 'round
Now I'm stepping off
Carousel spinning 'round
Now I'm stepping off
Carousel spinning 'round
Now I'm stepping off
Carousel spinning 'round
Here's where it stops
Track Name: Sweet Soul Kitchen
There's an orchid in the garden
Not sure how or why it's there
Don't she think she's oh so special
Still I handle her with care

Clinging to the stem so sweet and rare
Try to track the line that moves her
Enraptured by the push the scent that fills the air
Soon going past the point when a look becomes a stare

You're late for the sale now
So you buy the apparition
When all I really want is to take a little stroll through your
sweet soul kitchen

Gonna make you all mine now
Don't want no competition
Cause all I really want is to take a little stroll through your
sweet soul kitchen

Gather at the border but we've got to choose our sides
Try to hold this clan together when both our hands are tied
Strategize and humbly send our thanks
Holding back this insurrection
The cover of the night they gather up their tanks
No one left to tackle the dissention in the ranks

You're late for the sale now
So you buy the apparition
When all I really want is to take a little stroll through your
sweet soul kitchen

Gonna make you all mine now
Don't want no competition
Cause all I really want is to take a little stroll through your
sweet soul kitchen
Track Name: Fall To Pieces
You drink your wine while I'm steeping my tea
Separate steps to tranquility
Gather your strength like the dust that collects on his shelf
Remembering things though I'm not recognizing myself
Who really can tell

Going off to a match and hope I'll find the score
But he will not be running through fields anymore
Fixed in believing that all of this will come to pass
Floors made of con-ca-rete slowly turn back into glass
Soon it goes in a flash

Trapped in a void where machines grind a hole in us
Locked in a haze of the dreams that will fall in the
Cracks and creases
Fall to pieces
Fixing a sketch where the pictures already drawn
Reaching out farther to grasp what is gone
while the space increases
Fall to pieces
Clamped to the ground with a mask that is hiding the pain
Feelings once lost may return but they're never the same
And only the silence remains

Worship your idol, I howl at the moon
Such perfect pitch and yet so out of tune
Fighting so hard but sooner or later relent
Joining with those who've acquainted themselves with the scent
of the choices we lament

Trapped in a void where machines grind a hole in us
Locked in a haze of the dreams that will fall in the
Cracks and creases
Fall to pieces
Fixing a sketch where the pictures already drawn
Reaching out farther to grasp what is gone
while the space increases
Fall to pieces
Clamped to the ground with a mask that is hiding the pain
Feelings once lost may return but they're never the same
And only the silence remains, only the silence remains
Track Name: Six White Horses
Silver fork goes to your left makes you feel like you may have grown
Lipstick traces on unfamiliar faces are the marks on the trail you've known

Morning dew on the polo field lies still my friend
But your blood won't turn blue for them
Busted hearts can become true once again

Stable your six white horses that roam where the four winds blow
Trade silk napkins for plastic coasters get back to the rodeo
Get back to the rodeo

Watch the blind while they follow your lead holding satchels lined in a row
Well the club has been disbanded but it's you that has been branded though no one dares to tell you so

All in step you can see the patterns that they make
Aligning in positon
To commence their inquisition

Stable your six white horses that roam where the four winds blow
Trade silk napkins for plastic coasters get back to the rodeo
Stable your six white horses that roam where the four winds blow
Trade silk napkins for plastic coasters get back to the rodeo
Get back to the rodeo
Track Name: Purple Roses
Amulet lies with the one you have trusted
Who is surprised when it finally gets busted
Dark lonely gardens that no one shall tend
Just an acquaintance but you call him friend
Race to the surface we all get the bends

Running through fields where they grow purple roses
One door it opens another one closes
Ash it will hang from the edges of a cigarette
Never told the porter on the chance that he would get upset
Twenty more miles till we get to the border
Just when you though your affairs were in order

Graciously nod to the congratulations
Saying you've won as they claim favored nations
Who feels the weight of the new consequence
Showing the spoils but conceal their intents
Bang the gong harder but still make no dent

Running through fields where they grow purple roses
One door it opens another one closes
Ash it will hang from the edges of a cigarette
Never told the porter on the chance that he would get upset
Twenty more miles till we get to the border
Just when you though your affairs were in order
Track Name: Rising Sun
The citizens will gather for the town parade
To celebrate the past and what's to come
But something here feels different with all the hard earned money spent
As we rattle through the motions for our young

The jester proudly steps to take the lead again
The beauty queen takes strides so sweet and long
The Clydesdales once so proud and strong are unwilling to carry on
While the Mayor watches with a look so drawn

Shake hands with the deceptor when you really should know better
Trying to undo what has been done
Still I wait here on the ledge on a gamble that I could not hedge
To catch the first rays of the rising sun
Rising Son, Rising Son, catch the first rays of the rising son

Eyes that look behind will see them taunting you
When we lightly raise our hands to bang the drum
Rashly choose your weatherman who plots to undermine your plans
Then blame him for the storm that never comes

Heros that once led the fight turned into salesmen overnight
Leaving no one with the guts to face the throne
Apples that once grew so sweet are rotting dead beneath my feet
The farmer left no note and is not home

Shake hands with the deceptor when you really should know better
Trying to undo what has been done
Still I wait here on the ledge on a gamble that I could not hedge
To catch the first rays of the rising sun
Rising Son, Rising Son, catch the first rays of the rising son
Rising Son, Rising Son, catch the first rays of the rising son
Track Name: Fool Who Keeps The Score
Once there was a time you dug in deep and knew for sure the cure was lurking underneath
Building piece by piece in days that would not cease
To only face the beast and scurry in defeat

Every step we're taking on a ground that's quaking slow
Barrister lies waiting as the tides abating
Now you lay to sleep, in tall dunes by the shore
But you're only wanting more, so says the fool who keeps the score

Give it all you've got one shot skip to the top, ready or you're not with tokens that they bring
A prize that you left by the keys upstairs somewhere
Hide or you can share but it don't mean a thing

Own this guise you're living, hope that we're forgiven soon
Spark into ignition through the abolition
Still there comes a sound that chills right to the core
It's the footsteps by the door, from the fool who keeps the score

Recalling when you thought about the joys the day would bring
Up to the point when you just stopped enjoying anything

Trinkets you collect accruing debt but there's no threat of going to the brink this time
Impressing someone that you met, never get to track the steps going sideways by design

Bail them out again with loaded acronyms we send
It's not right we know that every diplomat will
Sell those to the alchemist who hides them in a drawer
See the one who's lying on the floor, well that's the fool who keeps the score
Track Name: Pieces Of Yourself
Take a bite of the placebo, Fool the artist with a fake
Place it in a box with unicorns and wills that never break

Roll the dice they're showing sevens,
Next they tell you you've got eights
Tear another kingdom to the ground, wonder why we can't relate

It's the price of indecision, go blame the fire that isn't stoked
You can change the medication, once we forge the doctor's note

Thank the boss for the promotion, make yourself a living wage
Keeping eyes glued to the ground, mistaking apathy for rage

Add a coin to the collection, skipping stones along the beach
Grind them down till you forget em
Losing track of all those
Pieces of yourself you've lost
Pieces of yourself you've lost
Along the way
Along the way

Close one eye to the concession
Choose the time but not the place
All assurance came from leading at the wrong end of the race

Rabidly we gorge ourselves, when we only need a taste
See the one who holds the truth, will he tell it to your face

Add a coin to the collection, skipping stones along the beach
Grind them down till you forget em
Losing track of all those
Pieces of yourself you've lost
Pieces of yourself you've lost
Along the way
Along the way

Add a coin to the collection, skipping stones along the beach
Grind them down till you forget em
Losing track of all those
Pieces of yourself you've lost
Pieces of yourself you've lost
Along the way
Along the way

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