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A collection of older tracks.

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released 20 February 2012
All songs recorded by The Sons of Amargosa
Lyrics/music: David Glen Camp

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Track Name: Three Little Lines
Three Little Lines:

The small of the back
Are three little lines.

Consume....
Obsess....

Taken over.
Taken over.
Track Name: This Ghost Actress
Ghost Actress

Staring through transparent
Hanging abeyance.
Shedding hair on newsprint
Straining traffic.

There here instead of

Laughing with all that she is
Full of candy.
She’s a woman with scars
Bright and wrapped.

There here instead of

Watching everything nothing
Arm’s length in her head.
She drifted a bit
This ghost actress.

There here instead of
Here there instead of....
Track Name: Blink
Blink

The mystery of the best
Year of my finest longing
Coming around to a head
First in line for a fight.

I can look through bricks.
I can see you now.
I can feel it down.
I can see you here.

It's probably words been said
Before my drinking caught up
Listened to all who made you
Will take another breath.

How do I make it softer
Search my face for an answer
Smooth this flesh from my eyes
I'm hoping i blink.
Track Name: Stumble Down
Stumble Down

She's dropping every word I broadcast
And her little crawler's taken to me
And follows me through her madness.

I stumble down.

I turn to watch her climb the wall
As her toys hold me up in knots
And smoke escapes her lips.

I stumble down.
Track Name: Station
Station

I see myself descending,
Posing as the joker,
With a stoic’s sense of humor.
My legs disappeared.
The sound of snapping fingers
gave the pain away.

How am I going to be forgotten?

My ego is driving me
through another wall.
This paint dries as the canvas runs.
Watching the water
Falling in a million hands,
All these words wash away.

How am I going to be forgotten?
Track Name: Emblem
Emblem



Drowning and details
A wave of pictures
Taste of loss all over me
Tried to be well sculptured

Shake off my own chaos
Closed captioned nonsense
Even through the motion of breathing
I still hear her finest whispers

runaway from her gentle voice...

Nights like goddamn reruns
Scratched up black and white
Mourning under glass
A monument of regret

Surrounded by minute hands
Must award this act
Even through the motion of breathing
I still hear her finest whispers

runaway from her gentle voice....
Track Name: Track
Track

I passed up myself with the assumption
that I have hands.
Couldn’t touch down, couldn’t fall down,
all this ground has turned into me.

Every time i roll over...
Every time it comes...
Every time they lose track...

They lose track, I’m not sure where I’m at,
it doesn’t make sense.
But I’m never sure where i stand.
Sure i feel I’m in the way.

Every time they think I’m safe...
Every time I’m on track...
Every time it rolls...

On and on, square by square,
I keep bouncing the ball.
So it’s four and I’ve lost count,
But the conversation goes on.