Anchor

by My Politic

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released June 23, 2015

Kaston Guffey - Lead Vocals, Guitar
Nick Pankey - Vocals, Guitar
Wilson Conroy - Vocals, Guitar, Dobro, Mandolin, Banjo
Will Cafero - Bass
Jen Starsinic - Fiddle
Josh Washam - Piano, Drums
Produced by My Politic, Josh Washam
Engineered mixed and mastered by Josh Washam at Ground Sound Studios, Donelson TN

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Track Name: Before It's Too Late
There's a girl standing, with her back to a neon sign
in a bar that I've been to, so many times
and a drunk man is sizing her up
like he ain't seen a woman in a century
this town feels so empty, so empty to me

so I'm movin' on, forward I'll go
I ain't been to Kansas or Colorado
I ain't been to Washington State
there's love for me somewhere
and I'm gonna find it before it's too late

everybody grows up to be a cynic in a city like this
so I'll be on the road, clinching my fists
hauling my secrets across the state line
looking for beauty to hard to define
headed west from independence
with answers to find

so I'm movin' on, forward I'll go
I ain't been to Tuscon or Sacramento
I ain't been to any great lake
there's love for me somewhere
and I'm gonna find it before its too late

this town is a black hole, too many women cursing my name
could get a job at the factory and stay just the same
but I'll be leaving and I don't how soon
before I start believing there's work here to do

So I'm moving on, forward I'll go
I aint been to Memphis or Montechio
I'll travel the United States
there's love for me some where
and I'm gonna find it before it's too late

I may not find it today
but there's love for me somewhere
and I'm gonna find it before it's too late
Track Name: God Vs. Evolution
In the evening time I feel alone
by the morning that old feeling's gone
and hopelessness is replaced by that hangover I'm having
Well I've left a few of these stones unturned
and I don't know what hurts the worst
not knowing or finding out what lies beneath it aint worth grabbing

but if we all feel just the same well I guess I can't complain
there's probably someone going through much worse than me anyways
the curse of thought and consciousness being self aware through all of this
damn god or evolution, whichever you believe in

I've been feeling like an old oak tree
burdens, like limbs hanging heavy on me
I wish someone would cut down some of this weight that I've been bearing
but you and I, we both know the drill
mouths to feed, promises to fill
so excuse me for these thoughts and all these feelings, I ain't been sharing

but if we all feel just the same well I guess I can't complain
there's probably someone going through much worse in different state
the curse of thought and consciousness being self aware through all of this
damn god or evolution, whichever you believe in

I walked one night through Harvard Square
and I looked around at all the people there
and thought long and hard about the fact
that I could even thank about it
cuz without this curse of consciousness
the act of love could not exist
and beauty would have no part in this cold world that we all live in

but if we all feel just the same well I guess I can't complain
there's probably someone going through much worse in different state
the curse of thought and consciousness being self aware through all of this
thank god or evolution, whichever you believe in
Track Name: Ways Of Love
I've heard the voice of reason, I've heard it calling me
saying "don't you run to quickly, toward that which you cannot see"
been living, season to season my excuse is that I feel free
but no plans and all this time can make you ache for company

can't you see I am a stranger just like you to the ways of love
it takes a pair to discover where it lives where love comes from
I'd like to find out more about it, maybe then I could become
a resident instead of a stranger, to the ways of love

I understand the voice of God
is just my conscience catching up
if I end up listening I might have much better luck
well I've been sitting here alone trying to find somewhere to go
but as far as I can tell I need someone to let me know

can't you see I am a stranger just like you to the ways of love
it takes a pair to discover, where it lives where love comes from
I'd like to find out more about it, maybe then I could become
a resident instead of a stranger to the ways of love