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released 14 December 2010
All songs written and performed by The Window Theatre
Drums, percussion, and additional guitar by Danny Malone
Backing vocals on "Almost Home" by Danny Malone and Jarret Killen
Produced by Danny Malone and The Window Theatre
Recorded and Mixed by Matt Smith at HotTracks Studios, Austin, TX
Mastered by Nick Landis at Terra Nova Digital Audio, Inc. Austin, TX
Album Art by Kady Dennell
Special Thanks: Ken Duemig, JoAnn Duemig, Laura Porcaro, Sandy Ashley, Chelsey Doyle, Ashley Estes, Amber Bower,
Lisa and Andrew Duemig, Chris Malone, Joseph Berger, Mike Fischer, Andy Lehoski, and Annie Carter

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Track Name: Right, Left
What a web to weave
When we're tangled up in pillows and sheets
In a fort in your living room
And since we're speaking of make believe...

I was right, 'cause you were the one who left.

You're in debt to me
And now we're strangling each other with unattached strings.
But who was stringing who along?
I finally got you on the phone
But I couldn't say a single thing.

And for a fee you can afford
To fill the void
And build a fort of your own
It will be easier (easier)
To watch me go (watch me go, watch me go)
Once you have payed me what you owe (watch me go)
'Cause you ought to owe me something by now.

And I know I'm right, but maybe that's all that's left.

What a web to weave.
What a web to weave.
Track Name: Away
I’m going away.
I’m going away my dear.
I’m a restless mess,
and I can’t stay here.

I’m going away.
My time of departure is near.
When I see you again
I hope my head is clear.

The missing piece
is the one that I want to be.
I want to be lost.
I want to be free,
but no matter where I go,
no matter what I do,
I’ll still only fit with you.

Said I was going away.
And now you've got a new man, I hear.
And of course it's now that I
realize that that's my real greatest fear.

The missing piece
is the one that I want to be.
I want to be lost.
I want to be free,
but no matter where I go,
no matter what I do,
I’ll still only fit with you.
Track Name: Holes May Grow
Holes may grow in my soles
But it's no surprise,
With how many sidewalks
I've let taste my shoes.

Holes may grow in my soles
But it's no surprise,
'Cause I walk three blocks
To get the mail in my socks.

Holes may grow in my soles
But I'll be just fine,
'Cause they all got names and faces,
Hearts and places in mine.

No I won't let 'em go
No they're here till the end
They were everything I
Could've asked for in my friends.

Holes have grown in my soles
but don't be surprised,
When I let every zip code
Hear this next reprise.

Holes they grow in our souls
But it'll be alright,
Cause no matter what
We'll always have that last night.

Holes they grow in our souls,
Holes they grow in our souls,
Holes they grow in our souls.
Track Name: Almost Home
The distance is getting hard now to accept.
I’m finding rooms inside my head that look like rooms where we once slept.
And my mind rests there, it doesn’t move for days.
A friend of mine said I gotta find
Some time for sun or I’ll
Confuse imagination
And the grand view right outside.

I’ve got some kind of small town blues.
There’s a city down south with real good food and better clues
As to why that “way back when” I knew
Keeps coming up in conversation
Instead of new Chicago news.

I’m going back.
I’m gonna hustle my ass back.

The distance is getting hard now to accept.
I’m finding rooms inside my head that look like rooms where we once slept.
And my mind rests there, it doesn’t move for days.
A friend of mine said I gotta find
Some time for sun or I’ll
Confuse imagination
And the grand view right outside.

She was the only one I could see.
She’s a thousand miles away, she’s all my dreams and all my journal entries.
I can’t believe how much that girl loves me.
You better believe I’m going back
Just to be with her.

And I’m going back.
I’m gonna hustle my ass back.

The distance is getting hard now to accept.
I’m finding rooms inside my head that look like rooms where we once slept.
And my mind rests there, it doesn’t move for days.
A friend of mine said I gotta find
Some time for sun or I’ll
Confuse imagination
And the grand view right outside.