Reflectivore

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released December 29, 2015

All Lyrics and Music Imagined & Written by Rusch/Cragin
Recorded at The Weight Room, Washburn, WI
Engineered by Rusch/Cragin
Mixed by Ryan Rusch
Mastered by Dave Hill at Inland Sea, Superior WI
Ryan Rusch: Piano, Vocals, Organ, Vibe
Allen Cragin: Guitar, Vocals, Bass
Bass on ”Flight 777”, “Organ Grinder”, “Black Holy” and “Red Looking Glass” by Matt Osterlund.
Drums on “Ticonderoga”, “Flight 777”and “Organ Grinder” by Thomas Anderson.
Drums on “March” and “Black Holy” by John L. Richardson.
Drum on “Red Looking Glass” by Mat Milinkovich.
Bass on “Ticonderoga” by Bill Knoblauch.
Backing vocals on “Flight 777” by Danielle Diamond.
Piano on “Ticonderoga” recorded by Ryan Rusch and Dave Hill at Inland Sea, Superior, Wi

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Rusch Cragin Osterlund Milinkovich

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Track Name: Ticonderoga
Ticonderoga

do they wanna set my hands on fire
do they wanna know my other names
sun on water stone on stone
and all my possessions in the lake
come please come pick me up come get me
just drive and drive will I feel safe
some things I wanna do right now you can't let me
await the fading of this state
no one can say that they don't know me
am I not the same by any name
am I not the same
I damn the building of the temples
that wire up my head this way
all lies and chemicals and idols
conspire to keep me in my place
no one can say that they don't know me
am I not the same by any name
Track Name: Flight 7 77
All our lives combined as one. Floating sphere destined to burn.
What has been carved from me? Aspire to weightlessness again.
Perfection against the laws that break us down.
Mirrors and Smoke. All has been broken.
I would destroy this moment if given half a chance. Ending more suffering
Why not destroy this planet? Give me half a chance. Ending more suffering than happiness.
Ending more suffering than happiness.
Regain false hope before being broke down, again
Track Name: Red Looking Glass
it's how it's all
it's how it's always been when viewed through your red looking glass
all planets in a haze
red haze
planets with rings
all matter dark space keeping my ears ringing
and it's how it's all
it's how it's always been
it's how it's all held in place through that glass
take all your time we cross alone
let go of your mind let go let go
outside all goes white
so wide a sky all would cry
truncating distances each jungle concrete while your forgotten languages languish in defeat
behind and ahead of you attaching states to everyone while they laugh at your pain and their own
what else can be done
Track Name: Organ Grinder
Organ Grinder

from the edge I hear a song
a song of light
from the edge I see my cage
my cage is I
from the edge I know
I know I've just begun
from the edge I'm blind and guilty in the sun
I am failure
it is machine
this is heartbreaking disease
care dies
you realize
I hear a song of light
and gone
Track Name: Black Holy
Black Holy

all that's wasted
call the past out
up through the hatred
out from your cloud
conscience stays outsourced
self
dangerous to explore
must be ignored
around your peace in its struggles I dig my trench
it's not a question of whether just when
I wait and wait on erosion til veins and roots expose
I'm planting seedlike doubt in between all those
all that's wasted
nights and fights to get through
all ours
trying to find just one truth or some peace
self deception will not change this
all that's wasted
conscience stays outsourced
self
dangerous to explore
must be ignored