Love Myself To Sleep

by Lucy

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Zachary Zweifler The lyrics poetically capture jittery existential angst while the musicianship and hooks on this album are solid as fossilized bone Favorite track: Bored.
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released May 5, 2017

Michael Gerstein: songwriting, guitar, vocals
Dakota Peterson: drums, organ, vocals, arrangements
Duncan Tarr: bass and arrangements
Josh Moyer: second guitar
Walter Cano: flugelhorn on Miss Michigan, America I Dream, and To Hem
Recorded by George Szegedy at his house in Lansing, Michigan over the course of 2016
Except for Ropes and Leaves, which was recorded by Dakota at her house.
Mixed by George Szegedy except for Ropes and Leaves, which was mixed by Jason Roedel
All mastered by Jason Roedel
All pictures by Krissy Booth

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Lucy East Lansing, Michigan

Lucy is a Lansing-based band that tries to convey the sense of biting into a juicy steak with every song.

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Track Name: Dry Sring
I saw two lovers in a hammock swinging
Just like the spring
That old bone machine
Had to watch in spite
A real earth worm writhe
Dancing in the pavement
The pavement wet

So why do I feel like raining?
When I’m so god damned dried up on the pavement
I spent that salt on waiting
For my brown night, sunny sky

Sometimes it tastes so sweet
To feel so blue staring at my feet
I spent all those breaths on thinking
I’ll be someone new
Maybe when I knew

So why do I feel like raining?
When I’m so god damned dried up on the pavement
I spent that salt on waiting
For my brown night, sunny sky
Track Name: To Hem The Failing Fray
The sky is moving over me
And I can hardly see on my own feet
But I’ll keep walking on my friend
They keep me talking me past them loose ends

And when it’s just way too damn hard
To hem the failing fray
No I don’t pray none
They keep me sewing past those days
It really can be quite the haze

And when you’re feeling oh so blue
Heavy hues of blue
You should know that I’m with you
My friends I’ll help you through
If I can
Track Name: Bored
The coffee’s on the pot
Siting office talk
Punch down on the keys
Type another word
Cause lunch ain’t that far off
And five’s not that much more

What’s another day?
The day’s go by and by
What’s another week?
The weeks go just the same
And what’s another month?
Cause the month’s go just the same.

And what’s another life?
Cause lives end every day.
Oh it’s bullshit but you pray
And sit and hope and dream.
And punch down on the keys

And sit and hope and dream
And punch down on the keys
And sit and hope and dream
And punch the fucking wall

The coffee’s on the pot
Sit and office talk
Punch down on the keys
Type another word
Track Name: Rip In Your Blue Jeans
Life is hard and the winter gets me down
So low.

What reminds me of sea whispers silently,
It gets caught in my throat.

Happiness that howls like Goya’s greatest hits,
The space between the rift and the howl
And my salt and my fall.

I don’t know what to do most of the time
Because the best of us are torn, though we’d like to be whole.
But the hole ain’t gonna close all that soon.

But if we admit that the fragments before us,
They can’t be patched up like the rip in your blue jeans.
Track Name: America I Dream
Well the faces glow dim standing right on the bus
In hand, cigarettes and coffee mugs
Their faces are looking addled with the dream you know they do not mean.

Please God
Don’t make me be lost at sea, waiting for me.
A landlubber on the grand steps.
What’s left and coming up next?

Cause when the waves start crashing and a thick fog rolls in
Your sleeves rolled up and your tongue half drooling
There ain’t no one you’re fooling but yourself
With a gum job on the boat floor
Why you acting so damn tough for?

Yes I’d say the ship sailed yesterday
For a twelve dollar bottle of your finest Sunday praise
And your face cast iron wind towards the breeze
We’re in the last dying freeze

And you rattle out for just a little more
Please that old dream oh it died dead, before it dropped born,
And now you’re castrating children with your loathsome scorn.

Cause in the land of the great U, S, and A you’re not fooling least of all me.
But I caught myself hanging on to the one-eyed shrew of the bleeding dollar bill.

Cause when the waves start crashing and a thick fog rolls in
Your sleeves rolled up and your tongue half drooling
There ain’t no one you’re fooling but yourself
With a gum job on the boat floor
Why you acting so damn tough for?
Track Name: Ballad of Miss Michigan
She was once a hairless girl
Swept and bare she was bereft
Of anything but bitterness
And lies of theirs she’d swallowed whole
Those myths of form that follow suit
She wanted to be seen as beautiful

Many wigs she’d wear to school
And children tossed them off like fools
They made her fetch her bone to bear
Her head lacked all they had to wear
But soon they’ll see me as I would
For me to be the star of my own dreams

One day they’ll see
Beauty in me
The cheers to be my lullaby
I’d love to lie
In solitude once more

Many years of smiling glass
The treetops gliding gently past
The windowpanes protest at least
My winning smile is false to me
My eyes and hair and heart to be
The person I had dreamed of me

A golden-haired beauty queen
I pray my name to fall asleep
They made me fetch my bone to bear
A thicket in the woods so fair
I’m not the type for looking back
But i hear the crowds mouthing my name

One day they’ll see
Beauty in me
The cheers to be my lullaby
I’d love to lie
In solitude once more

(sax solo ;) )
Track Name: Cheboygan Calling
I am watching little spiders crawl around,
The dirt gets stuck in their legs
They really ought to shower
In the puddle that disappears and ripples out
In the puddle that disappears and ripples out
I am silent, I am thinking
I get nervous all the time
Crawling to the space inside my mind.

I am stony
All the grey inside my palm.

I am lonely, I am lusty
I see many swirling carpets make the grey inside my palm.

Outside raining warm in here, and I'm crawling from my basket into water.

I am swimming, many droplets from our words.
I am swimming, all the water rushing past.
Track Name: Naked Like Ideas
Mark my words and lift up on my lifts
These kids are all alright
From dust to dust and lips up on to tongues
These tongues they touch without much words
So throat gets caught
It bubbles without sound

When I have no words to say I press my tongue upon the day
My lips and eyes and tongue and teeth they make these sounds for you to drink
So drink

Like suns that rise and soundless skies to bring about this long surmise
Like all the nights were not it's lies; just tenderness to hold on tight.
I’ll make you real so make me real
I fill you out with all my thoughts
I fill you out and make you real with all my thoughts

So one day oh from out you step
Naked like ideas not yet said
Words they touch limitless dusk
I wish you’d step from out my head
Naked like ideas not yet said.
Track Name: Ropes and Leaves
Have you seen the papers lately
The ink is forming shapely
The barrel of a cold gun
And can I have a cold one
I’ll drink it by the TV
And watch the shapes inside of me
Freeze and go to sleep like
My friends old man, he liked to play
With ropes he wrapped them around his neck
And put on his best T-shirt
And hung it in the closet

So listen to the leaves
They’re whispering
The night like arms outstretched
And cupped
The bosom of the earth:
I listened
My hands outstretched like prayers
And felt the rain so touch my lips
Warmth of salt and green.