I Wonder If They're Happy

by Turnspit

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released December 11, 2015

Vocals & Guitar: Gillian McGhee
Vocals & Guitar: Jason Swearingen
Bass & Vocals: Jason Duarte
Drums: Dan Tinkler

Produced by Dan Tinkler in November 2015.
The drums were recorded at Atlas Studios with assistance by Eddy Rodriguez.
Bob Kessler played the harmonica on "Lamplighters".

Extra thanks to Kyle Manning.

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Track Name: Human Music
It started simple.
We all waited our turn.
As the night grinds out a bevel,
the lines begin to blur.

Take the microphone.
Read the words.
Take a taxi home.
Sleep steady and sure.

It wasn’t always like this.
It wasn’t always fun.
But the ones I love the most,
when I tarry push me on.

We left the engine running
while we talked about the bands we loved,
and what we miss the most
in those that make themselves heard.

The history of the culture wars,
the hidden meaning of a word.
How we take care of ourselves
and try to understand the world.

It wasn’t always like this.
It wasn’t always fun.
But the ones I love the most,when I tarry push me on.

I am happier now with the things that I have.
I am aware of my privilege.
I won’t be the spoiled child.
I will do what I can with these hands.

The ones I love most, when I tarry, push me on.

In a bin, I found the record
that I had mentioned.
Took it home, dropped the needle and sung along.
Track Name: Worthless
This is a song about the place where I first grew up
Just over the bridge on Harlem
Everyday I'd wait as he walked home from the train
To play outside before dinner

I'd wake up and head down to the raspberry bush
Enamored by the thought I could grow something
I'd climb the tree with the stump that'd been split in half
And the creepy crawlies living inside

Life was so simple
I was so innocent
It's time to move on

7127 that's the place where my grandfather died
My sister broke her arm, my dad got blackout drunk
It's the place where I started my life and learned to survive

I'd make my way down the alley weaving between the weeds
Like a maze to get that gas station candy
Then they tore it down and built it back up
And I can only walk there in a straight line

My gran, she lived alone for a while
Trapped by the spoils of her body and mind
And she's announced she's on her way out
With pills at the ready by her bedside

Now life's not so simple
And I'm far from innocent
It's time to move on

7127 that's the place where my grandfather died
My uncle crashed the car, my mom took me for walks
Around the fountain almost every night

I moved back my freshman year
And almost everything had changed
I was the one walking home from the train
And no one was there to play

7127 that's the place where my grandfather died
And now, I know, it's time to say goodbye
To that piece of my life
And I'm not ready
Track Name: Lamplighters
You've got that look on your face.
The one that I can't read.
I could ask, and I sometimes do.
But this isn't about me.

All our streetlights flicker on.
All our dusks, they sting.
All our eyes can narrow.
All our throats, they sing.

These streets, they all look different.
Alleys look the same.
Gutters all drain water, though they're fed by different rains.
I'm listening.

No one sees themselves the villain.
Those actions come from pain.
Let out the tension in your shoulders
as you fidget with your frame.

Someone's crying in the corner.
Someone's laughing at the bar.
All our angels, huddled, crouching,
tearing at our hearts.

These streets, they all look different.
Alleys look the same.
Gutters all drain water, though they're fed by different rains.
I'm listening.

Slow fighter.
Lamplighter.
Are you listening?

Ink writer.
All-nighter.
Are you listening?

There’s always someone hurting more than you.

These streets, they all look different.
Alleys look the same.
Gutters all drain water, though they’re fed by different rains.
I’m listening.
Track Name: To The Moon And Back
I feel sick, like I’m gonna puke
Because I’m so scared I’m gonna ruin
What I have with you

Maybe I’ll drink too much or maybe I’ll seem too insane
But I swear I’m not crazy, it just runs in my family
But I’ve got my insecurities

I left the bar with him tonight hoping you’d pick me up on the way
Time was running out fast, I don’t wanna be a drag
So I’m sleeping here all alone

With a pit in my stomach, and a familiar lump in my throat
I’m in one of those moods where I don’t wanna see you
Coz I hate myself too much

Like if I really loved you, I’d spare you my suffering
Just quit while you’re ahead and I’ll learn to be
Miserable instead

I get it from my mom, always faking a smile when something’s wrong
Used to taking care of everyone else
So when it’s me I push you away

Then I feel worse, you deserve someone better than me
But I’m gonna be selfish but I can’t help it
I love you so much

Sometimes I wonder, if you feel as broken as me
Then I hear the upstairs neighbors fucking again
And I wonder if they’re happy