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Sea of Crises

by Econoline

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Sleep The Sleep of the Dead 03:59
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Sleep The Sleep of the Dead Doyle If they find me you’ll know where I am In the desert buried to my neck in sand Cold sweat beading like hot lead Hidden meanings behind every word that’s said I’ve got my cross to bear A bounty on my head Close my eyes, I’ll never reappear A bullet in my head But that’s if they find me Sleep the sleep of the dead Passing through shadows for all these years Always belonging anywhere but here An apparition fading from plain sight A human specter afraid of casting off light Chorus They’re right behind me, breath on my neck Dead man’s hand dealt from the bottom deck Cold fingers that are gripping steel I wonder if reality is ever real Chorus
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The Omega Glory 03:46
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The Omega Glory Zammit Fashion these tools with hands before me Lesser men in desperate hours implore me Steadfast the task of sheer survival Progress demands the blood of my rival Is it the origin of species? Is it the faith of the true believer? Hey man, get ready to meet your maker Evolution is the mover and the shaker This war’s so cold it leaves me frigid Master race displaced by nuclear fission Better soon to the moon, gotta get there faster Lap of luxury born out of disaster Is it the origin of species? Is it the mask of the great deceiver? Hey man, get ready to meet your maker Cold fusion is the mover and the shaker Shattered dream obscene on the screen before me Not giving you the option to be ignored Story told, overload, break down in an instant Simple tools, simple lives now seem so distant Chorus X2
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Kilimanjaro 07:01
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Kilimanjaro Zammit Lives lived in slavery Devoid of human rights Satisfy the deviant appetite Third world conspiracy Violate humanity Exist in darkness without the light In the presence of the mountain A new hope can be found Til the snows of Kilimanjaro take you down Nineteen thousand feet above Air thinning all around The perfect place to die without a sound Senseless atrocities Wills broken, on their knees Red lights as far as the eyes can see Destitute and all alone This child could be your own Too high the price to be free Chorus High upon the mountain Awareness so profound Reflections on a world that’s breaking down Nineteen thousand feet above Silence deafening all around Til the snows of Kilimanjaro take you down
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Sola Fide 05:45
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Sola Fide Doyle He was here for a moment but now he’s gone The thought that lay in her head felt so strong Like she walked an empty mile humming a tuneless song Like she found an old lover but the lines on his face were wrong Travelling on . . . We travel on Sola fide . . . We travel on This bed’s been slept in before, his warmth so near A shadow outside her door that just disappeared She’s been searching so long to see his truth But every time she came close, he betrays what he knew Pre-Chorus When the river runs dry, where only earth is found White knuckled she holds tight, sola fide they’re bound When she forgets his name, under which stone he’s found Her world splinters away and sola fide they’re bound Here he is for a moment, a moment that passed Like whispers on the wind stolen from her grasp She waits beyond his tomb, he awaits underground She left flowers by her bed and sola fide they’re bound Pre-Chorus + Chorus
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The Argonauts 05:33
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The Argonauts Doyle She sends glad tidings From the cape of hope Lost sight beyond the doldrums Toward the hanging cove We seek the golden fleece Hard up for home But now we’ve lost our way Devil’s throwing bones Then from the horizon comes the phantom ship! Red light fly to the north Doomed to sail til judgment day Nightwatchmen plumbs the depths All’s lost now the ghost ship has sailed our way Forever searching now Dead reckoning Deep six the pearl diver Air getting thin She sent us glad tidings A sweet siren’s kiss Now we’ve been bit by the Dutchmen Hand over fist Then from the horizon comes the phantom ship! Chorus
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Gossamer Veil 08:21
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Gossamer Veil Doyle The pen curves, the words write themselves The book is read then sits on the shelf The race must be run, no one can lead you Look in the mirror, the reflection is see through And you wonder . . . and you wonder As I wander Has it all come down to this? Slight of hand, flick of the wrist? You see me here but am I really there? Cuz we can be in the both places, anywhere And you wander . . . while I wander And we wonder Until one day when the fabric rips Blown away by a full force gale Then we go just beyond the pale As the gossamer veil begins to fail I can only hold it oh so tight Until it tears away with all its might And then we go just beyond the pale Where the gossamer veil begins to fail Veil is thin, hands always needling Spider cracks on the walls and ceiling I looked across the river, what did I see? The same two eyes staring back at me And I wonder when I go under Will he wander? When you throw a stone in the water When you step on a blade of grass Eventually you’ll see that everything will be As it once was You can lose your mind for a moment You can stand til you turn to stone But eventually you’ll see everything will be What it has to be cuz it has to be . . . As it once was! Then we stitch ourselves together again Welcome home this long lost soul Driving back from beyond the pale Riding that rail toward the gossamer veil When the world tilts and swings We must renew what balance brings And then we go just beyond the pale Where the gossamer veil begins to fail
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Patterns of Force 07:11
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Patterns of Force Doyle We pray to God or have we been forgotten The Sons of Light have thrown us into darkness My mother, my sister, I don’t where they are When I look to the sky smoke covers the stars I help dig the grave for my fellow countrymen The doctor, the baker are all bulldozed in We scream to the heavens But no one is heeding our call How can this go on? Is there no society left at all? They march us in a line Then blame us for the war They follow only the one And these are the patterns of force Before it all began I was a tailor just like my father Before it all began I was going to tell her I loved her We heard the rumors that serpents were at the gate We didn’t believe until it was all ready too late They marched right in, turned our neighbors against us They packed us on trains and sent us behind barbed wire fences I see you living, walking outside the camp Can’t you see me? Or are you blind like all the rest? Chorus Before it all began around the table we’d laugh and sing Before it all began we wondered what each day would bring Before it all began we’d talk of times to come Before it all began you could trust anyone “Work shall set you free”
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The Wooden Schooner 05:07
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The Wooden Schooner Doyle After the funeral, I found it where it was always meant to be Underneath boxes and piles of disarray no one eyes had ever seen But it awoke the memories of the boy that I used to be Standing with his father on the corner of this place in history Crusading for my father - to fly his banner in some foreign land A land-locked invader - my wooden schooner floating in the sand And like some weary priest - holding his grail tightly in both hands I paint my wooden schooner - in the colors of his faded flag I took up his tools, began to repair the years of decay Whittling and working the same as the old man’s way Muscles struggling with tension, burning, trying to obey As I turn to my own child watching me intently Crusading for my father - to fly his banner where none flew before An ancient troubadour - wrestles his demons safely to the floor And if you find me roaming know that I cry no more I paint my wooden schooner - in the colors of his faded world Thrown into the water, the waves pass barely above my neck He makes me repeat every instruction he has ever said Hands on my shoulders like weights on a bow Like swimming in a dream, to the bottom I go Crusading for my father - brand his crest upon this land Pushing boats into the water - not a boy, not yet a man An occupying force - natives flee from the grasp of his hand And from my wooden schooner - we rain fire upon this land I’m sailing around the bay, sailing with him by my side Like a wind through a cornfield gives me an empty feeling inside Back up on the road a car approaches with one headlight on “AWAKE!” she cried, constellations bloom in my mind’s eye 1st Chorus
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Moon 08:31
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Moon Doyle This is my life on the valleys of the moon Loneliness a constant, for three years now marooned My work almost complete, then I’m bound to see my wife Leave this place, go and resume my life Who is this stranger with eyes so much like mine? He spoke of her while he was barely alive Are we to die so another may take our place? Now they approach, did I find him too late? Oh, when I look in the mirror Is it him staring at me? How can I still be here? It was only for three years But we have formed a plan Though he may not survive This can never happen again And I will find my wife I AM ONE! THE ONLY ONE! I EXIST! HAVE THE RIGHT TO SUBSIST! I AM ONE! THE ONLY ONE! I WILL BE WITH YOU SOMEWHERE BEYOND THE MOON!

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Econoline has returned with a second album four years after their eponymous debut. While the first album was a solid effort, it lacked in certain areas including depth of sound. The song writing reflected the muscular, hard rock mindset that the band had grown up with. The lyrics ranged from everyday workmen's prose to playful imagery of the mind. There were inklings of where the band was heading with songs like 'One Arm Bandit' and 'Rescue Dawn'. Perhaps it is because of the tepid response that the first album received or maybe the music had extra time to ferment over the long recording hiatus, either way Econoline's newest release 'Sea of Crises' is a bold leap from the first album's launching pad. The songs are longer with divergent peaks and valleys. The lyrical themes have taken a turn into the darker regions of the mind. There is a coherent nature to these songs. This is truly a long form album in a time where such things are about as appealing to the music world as a jab to the face. In a lot of ways that is exactly what 'Sea of Crises' is; a stiff jab to your aural senses. Its content is for the most part not brutal or intentionally shocking but it does have an alarming immediacy which can not be denied. It is also pleasing to report that even though the band has matured since their first outing one property has not been lost: gut busting guitar pyrotechnics. Under the crystalline production of John Iadevaio, Anthony Zammit's guitars exude power and his solos burn into the firmament brighter than ever before. Dennis Mirovsky's drumming runs the gauntlet between back-breaking brawn and dexterous, intricate brilliance. Tom Doyle returns to the fold as bassist/vocalist. When asked if he considers 'Sea of Crises' to be the band's first "concept album", he smiles and shrugs. "I guess that depends on the person listening. But as long as you dig it then it doesn't really matter anyway." One thing is for certain, with repeated listening to 'Sea of Crises' it yields different dimensions and avenues for the mind to wander. Almost as if there are loose threads revealing themselves to the listener and with each one you pull; who knows if that will be the one which unravels the veil.

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released February 24, 2015

Produced By John Iadevaio with Econoline
Engineered & Mixed By John Iadevaio

Mastered By Glenn Thomas for Ituneaudio.com

Recorded At Front Row Recording Studio
Valley Stream, NY Sept - Dec 2014

All Songs Written And Arranged By Econoline

Anthony Zammit - Geetars
Dennis Mirovsky - Drums and Percussion
Tom Doyle - Bass and Vox

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Econoline New York, New York

Assembled from the ashes of Short Round (Long Island's premier cock rock band of the early 2000's), Econoline is a streamlined version of that same muscular sound but with an added twist of depth and musicality. Always teetering on the edge between metal and rock, Econoline prides themselves in looking to the future with a foot firmly placed in the past. Would you really want it any other way? ... more

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