A Collection of Songs (2008 - 2010)

by I am the Dot

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    This is a group of all my songs so far. (I Am The Dot EP, Rare Creatures EP, Minimal Love EP, The Royal Few EP, Bridges EP, and Quantum Thoughts.)

    All Songs Written by Zach Tipton
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Oranges 03:00
in a painting of everything like a foreign fruit i stick out with my obsessions of disappearing all i know is deforming in my head predictions of collapsing way too soon while i walk along the shore citrus scenery decomposing bodies sing far off in the distance even though we are gone and continue to rot please remember what we say this life is all you've got all i know is deforming in my head predictions of collapsing way too soon pick me from the branch that holds me up and protect my skin from the violent wind hide me from the light that shines upon me i would like to die without seeing the sun again
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the faint hum of slime in the distance a group of soldiers with inherited sickness coughing and holding onto their written instructions handed down from the peak of a mountain where snow freezes the obedient servant they follow our every step a tidal wave from unknown waters father might wonder why we left in such a hurry no, he will not look at the ants they walk on two by two we must do as them we must keep moving on as we walk through windless deserts we hear the thoughts of a beggar "i realize true fears have not arrived." switching faces they form a unified creature with no projection of a singular leader cut from space and time air seeps out midnight blood ready to make a move as ominous murder no dimension exists but they push further they push further they push further he might forget us if we stay out any longer vultures will pick at us and grin then laugh like savage kings we must hide from them we must keep moving on as i crawl and latch on nervous fingers behind a rock a thought lingers i realize true fears have not arrived we have not arrived to the place where you will die until his dying days he'll question both our motives venomous clouds have formed a toxic, swirling, black abyss i must stay in place you must keep moving on as we cup our ears and move closer an echoed voice caught under the thunder tells us you'll realize true fears have not arrived
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The Crown 03:31
the crown upon your head has broken the throne below you has rusted born without lines on his palm he walks with a slight metronome swagger little does he know that we've both traveled the same way drifting side to side, we were both ships caught in the same wave circling the globe, we both discovered the same thing: we are not that special and we are all suffering there's no such thing as a royal few the crown upon your head has broken the throne below you has rusted watch your step, floating man or you'll end up in the swamps with your endless things there's no such thing as a royal few
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as time directionless winding slows down to a standstill i am suddenly reminded of dream i once had a certain night i met a ghost who spoke of chess and dying crows no longer feeling all alone i followed and asked we're we'd go into a garden filled with snow where walls are lined up not in rows but in patterns most likely sewn my a woman who is not known we all have different plans for the future tumbling, spiraling down on us we all have different plans for the future but we can't fight it anymore well, i want to spend the night right here i won't move ever replying, with a sense of irony, he asked, "what for?" "what for?! labyrinthine days ahead a twisted future like you said where fate exists but nothing is an infinite loop never ends kaleidoscopic visions spread no yellow roses on the bed to help me think of better deaths to go on now would be pointless because we all have different plans for the future tumbling, spiraling down on us we all have different plans for the future but we can't fight it anymore
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Detroit, MI 03:00
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Formaldehyde 03:10
two halves inside of my head connected by a shaky bridge i use to sit on broke apart and left me in a field of unknown flowers and skies of deep red does this really feel like a body covered in formaldehyde? nobody wants that mind try to tell the world a secret and you'll end up in a house alone nobody wants that mind i slept for years under a tree as the war went on and everyone had left they rode their boats gently down the stream as if the dying men they saw were real does this really feel like a body covered in formaldehyde? nobody wants that mind try to tell the world a secret and you'll end up in a house alone nobody wants that mind
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Liquid Gold 03:40
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Minimal Love 03:40
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Struck 02:58
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Mark Twain 03:50
i am number 44 pick the clay up from the ground and mold us something special it's not everyday we see what evil is show us things we couldn't dream of in the middle of war i want to be frozen in fear, motionless like the bodies buried in a row we're black dominoes set up for a action until a hand comes along a force we need because we're free from any morality our heads our leaking fast our ship's lost in a stormy sea as we lean over the edge our reflections don't look back we are creatures of absurdity and we don't know which way to row put me back together to my original form a torch carrying modern Promethean i want to climb the mountain i want to walk with titans over that hill i want to see the sun rising when i push the boulder i will not dwell on its weight a struggle and a smile keep my head on straight gravel in between my toes a secret many will know kiss me child and tell me what your name is mysterious stranger will you tell us if there's meaning? we are creatures of absurdity and we don't know which way to row i am number 44

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released November 1, 2011

Thanks to Matt Wilcox (I Am The Dot EP), Eric Peterson (Bridges EP), and Jaz Dixon (Minimal Love EP) for producing/mixing/mastering/playing/etc). Bobby Theberge played drums on Mark Twain, That Golden Spiral, and Minimal Love. Squids played horns on We Have Not Arrived and Honey and Vinegar. Cori sang on We Have Not Arrived, Honey and Vinegar, Formaldehyde, and River of Solitude.

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