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Sherwood Is Connector
Ironic Dysphemism
The Horse Raced Hardest Lost
Halo Brace


releases 28 October 2014

All music and lyrics written by Pete Davis
Guitars and vocals performed and recorded by Pete Davis
Drums programmed by Pete Davis with VST Addictive Drums by XLN Audio

Bass performed and recorded by Nick Shaw

Backup vocals performed and recorded by Garrett Botkins (right) and Jon Lervold (left)

Additional vocals on track 7 performed by Ellie Price,
recorded by Neil Kennedy at The Ranch in Southampton, UK

Community-assisted backup vocals on track 7 submitted by:
Channing Chu, Shawn Collins, Matt Coston, Nolan Dorics, Andrew Grannis, Jeremy Harvey, David Martin, Stephen Mlinarcik, Thomas Morehouse, Valerie San Filippo, Noah Schmitt, Alex Vanblaere, Matt Vees, Mikey Webber, James Whiting, and Rick Vincent Will

Artwork by Yvette Young

All music mixed and mastered by Pete Davis

© 2014 Invalids



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Invalids Princeton, New Jersey

Invalids is a project of guitarist/singer/drum-progammer Pete Davis, born of collaboration with other musicians entirely over the internet.

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Track Name: The World Is Square
On self-improvement
We spent no longer than a day
Gathering up the things we never use
And no fewer than three weeks letting it go
Things we no longer need
That used to mean everything

On self-reliance
We set our alarm to sound first-thing when the sun rose
Placed it all the way across the room
(the necessity of progress)
But by the time it was hung high into the day
We couldn’t hear a thing so far away
So in our beds we stayed
And woke up late

On naiveté
I thought you’d stay

On keeping distance
We concede
It relents
We kept secrets

On honesty
I asked if it wasn’t so much worse idling unknowingly
In honesty, not really

On solidarity
Pictures I thought I’d put away in a drawer to keep them safe
But I looked every single place
Even those where they’d never have been saved
They were in the drawer the entire time
Just didn’t see it right away

On perseverance
We couldn’t grow
But we planted anyway

On predilection
Every time I drove past your window
I still, each time, passed it by

On reservation
“How can you tell me that everything will work out?”
There is no sort of source for this sort of thing
Measuring our strengths by the way we turned out limited

On acceptance
I left the light in the basement on
Track Name: Tiny Coffins
Back seat, windows up
The motion makes you sick
Forehead leaned against
The coldest pane, collecting as you breathe

The empty overpass, with three more to go, two hours in
And every song was saying it, beating it in, beat it to death
And you decided then that this time was different,
That is was time to finally try it
Even though it never worked before
Even though it’s never gonna work
It’s the best we’ve got, it’s the best chance for us now

And it could not come soon enough
In the back seat on the way home

It wasn’t that we saw it all through cracks of doors,
It’s that they felt it as we watched

Head rush, pounding, blushed and found out, hid all night

If we could work on what we know
If we could stop expecting it
All things we chase even though they’re not ours

The fold in the fabric frays from feeling out its shape
Pressed until it’s gone, if only we could change
The paths in the dark we’ve beaten down before
But never in the light, how it’s really paved
If only we could say what we really meant to say
If only we could listen to it right
If only we could spill it to her just what we were thinking
If only we could say the right thing, if only we could change

The patterns we’ve formed
That never found their way out

Keep it close, safe secret all alone

So you wrote it down and you threw it out
And you wrote it down and you threw it out
And you practiced how you wanted to sound
And you steeled yourself, and your heart was pounding
Up out of your chest and choking, stuffed into your throat
And your fumbled words and your sweaty shirt
And your shaking made it worse, and heard
“Flow, tide, ebb, road, night, sky, sand, home”
And you thought if you tried hard enough
it would work cause it’s different now
The overpass, the empty road, the courage just to say something
If we could just have had more time,
If we could just have had it figured out