Beacons

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released March 11, 2016

All Tracks Written and performed by Beacons
Recorded and mixed by Sam Johnson at Three Phase and Holes And Corners
Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room

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Beacons Melbourne, Australia

Formed in 2014, with no expectations other than just getting back into a rehearsal room together, Beacons are a new band of old friends, playing honest punk rock songs.

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Track Name: The Day Got Late
Hold on, fucking tight
Each new line on your face
Gets much harder to hide
We never got it right
Truth is we never tried
The day got late while we were doing other things

I know it sounds like a lie
But I don’t regret
A goddamn thing

Those old songs, play on
But we forgot the words
Can’t find our way back home
We never wrote it down
Instead of treading water let it drown
Crossing out what you wrote in ink always looks ugly

I know it sounds like a lie
But I don’t regret
A goddamn thing

Cowardly lion, get some heart
Lines on your face are where your story starts
Like a badge of honour
Don’t you ever hide a thing
Don’t you ever hide a thing
Track Name: Tannhauser Gate
April’s all through these streets
Autumn leaves crush like bone
Beneath the soles of our feet
Are we, the quite shadows of the kids we once were
Or did we, forgot who we were
Once so proud to be
To be

Into the night we scream our names
Into the endless driving rain
The wind sings back the same
A sad refrain
We’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe
Now only memories remain
And soon they’ll all be lost
Like tears in rain

The prize held out of reach
Another week laid to waste
Another line on your face
The years pass so easily these days
So caught up in 9 to 5
We hide, the dreams we once believed
Would be
Our lives

Into the night we scream our names
Into the endless driving rain
The wind sings back the same
A sad refrain
We’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe
Now only memories remain
And soon they’ll all be lost
Like tears in rain

All the stones we ever threw
As one came crashing down
To the ground
With such a beautiful sound
Track Name: Send More Paramedics
My voice raises a toast
To the phone call that said it all
I’m lying here underneath this car
That you rode off the road
I’m waiting on flashing lights and sirens
Waiting for the Jaws of Life
Someone to pull me from this wreck
Before it leaves me paralyzed
Broken glass against my throat
Something red and sticky soaking through my clothes
All I can see, amongst the debris
Is your tail lights fade away

So let it all…
Let it all come crashing down
We’ll deal with it in the morning
Once we’ve had a little sleep
I let it all
Let it all come crashing down
We’ll deal with it in the morning
Once we’ve had a little sleep

I’m flicking through worn memories
Trying to save anything
I lie here in what I can collect
With all the panic that it brings
I’m waiting on a rescue team
I doubt they’re even looking for me
Lying here in this pool of
What could or should have been
I’m happy lying in the grass
Amongst the gravel and broken glass
Laughing into the cold night sky
As your tail lights fade away

So let it all…
Let it all come crashing down
We’ll deal with it in the morning
Once we’ve had a little sleep
I let it all
Let it all come crashing down
We’ll deal with it in the morning
Once we’ve had a little sleep
Track Name: No Kings, No Anchors
Let’s put this city in our rear view
It’s just another character in a story
That never really meant much of anything
Well there’s a red sky tonight
That reflects off your eyes
Don’t you dare look back
We’re leaving all that past behind

We sail without anchors
On these endless seas
The line of the horizon
Is all we’ll ever need
We’ve no need for swallows
Tattooed ink, to carry us home
May the sharks take our bodies
The devil can take our souls

Place a silver coin under the masthead
And pour some wine out on the deck
All the dead we’ve left behind
Are the gulls flying in our wake
Keep the feather of a wren slain
On a new year’s day
On a string around your neck
We’ve got some storms ahead
And if we all
Held to the course we’re born with
We would never learn
What adventure really meant

We sail without anchors
On these endless seas
The line of the horizon
Is all we’ll ever need
We’ve no need for swallows
Tattooed ink, to carry us home
May the sharks take our bodies
The devil can take our souls

We’re deaf to the sirens
That threaten to draw us off course
Focused on Polaris
On and on into the dawn
We’re deaf to the sirens
That threaten to draw us off course
Focused on Polaris
On and on into the dawn
Track Name: Of All The Gin Joints...
Headlights cut a scar up the freeway
Radio plays a song I used to know
But the words are lost somewhere so long ago

I’ve seen the shape of what is coming
Truth be told, I’m terrified
But I’ll stand my ground with shaking hands, wide open eyes

The voices coming through are static
Suddenly I can’t catch my breath
Something so big it’s just so crippling

At times these wide open spaces
Are just so suffocating, hand on heart,
There’s times I’m just not strong enough

For the weight of these choices I’ve made
And I’m so tired but I refuse to close my eyes
These free and easy lives we lead
Burn away and can never be again

So please leave the rest to me
It’s time I was moving on anyway
And I hope we meet again someday
In my memory your smile fades
And I hope we meet again someday
Track Name: Two For Flinching
Raise your glass damn high and spend it all
You can’t take it with you
We’ll all be gone before too long
So carve your name
Into the first light of the dawn
With the pocket knives we’ll pass on
To our daughters and our sons

In the end
We’re all just dead and gone
Lay the coins upon our eyes
Before they take us home
Let us sleep
Dream no more
Until everything we are
Is just dust and bone

Here’s to a lifetime running with scissors
These split lips and bruises
Are what make us who we are
So cut my palm
And let the blood mix with the dirt
If all that we have left is time
Let’s leave our mark on it

In the end
We’re all just dead and gone
Lay the coins upon our eyes
Before they send us home
Let us sleep
Dream no more
Until everything we are
Is just dust and bone