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released September 25, 2015

Copyright 2015 Post Sixty Five.
Produced by Chris Jackson.
Recorded at Blue Sprocket Sound.
All songs written by Post Sixty Five.

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Post Sixty Five Charlottesville, Virginia

Ambient, alternative rock band based in Central Virginia with sounds similar to The National, Death Cab for Cutie, and Explosions In The Sky.

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Track Name: Now That We're Outside
i guess it comes and goes, and i feel like a sailor. and no one really knows when i drag you underwater. and no one ever tells me that you think of me at night. we'll hang an apple on your head and copper on your eyes. i undress all the lightbulbs in the house when we were there, and ended up with ugly things growing in our hair. the baby knows me better and she tells me all the time. the baby knows me better so i guess that i'm alright.

and i fly out to your suburbs and i wait for you to say that you carried all the shit i told you and locked it in your head. and no one's ever quiet about these things i hope you're right. i hope that you feel better and i'm handsome all the time. cuff me to the summer. this thing will never end. and come back every christmas with a candle in your head. the baby knows me better and she tells me all the time. the baby knows i'm ruined every time i close my eyes.

and all the punks can yell for you but i don't really dare since i spilled all of my secrets like an anthill on your bed and then you say "i love you" 'cause i'm thinking all the time. i think i'll love you anyway, but i don't know my line. and i don't think my uniform will tell you otherwise but i took up every line you said and made it one of mine. and i know the new year fucks things up but i don't really care. and i sink in every minute that your feet are in the air.
Track Name: Tied Up
paper cups and paper plates. cake for breakfast, and i've been sick for days. the lemonade's lazy and gray. oh the lemonade's lazy and gray. cut me out of your rock n' roll songs. i'm not the one for anyone. i'm not the one for anyone. gimme a break. is everything okay? i think i need a talk. i feel a little strange. i think i need a talk. and i'm getting thinner nanana. my wrist takes me places nanana. skin-deep in the dirt nanana. my pills take me places nanana. is everything okay? i think i need a talk. i don't mind if we stay. i don't mind if we talk. oh baby i'm quiet most of the time, burn me right in the arm and i won't make a sound and then i go quiet–fill my head in the dark– i just want you around, i just around.
and i'm losing patience nanana, my pills take me places nanana.
oh baby i'm quiet most of the time, burn me right in the arm and i won't make a sound and then i go quiet–fill my head in the dark– i just want you around, i just around. and baby i'm tired all of the time. even when you're around i could go for a while and maybe i'll die–foam in the mouth–i just want you around, for crying out loud... for crying out loud.
Track Name: Fever
yes sir, that's my name. i think i look the same. i'm not growing, i'm afraid. make sure you never age. emma, you're so brave... and i saw your lips change shape around the bend. oh i've got a few more days. and i drive the year in my head so i can fix you.
i look like a bruise every time we go out, i'm filled with pink i think i got you.
– baby i'm gonna lose, i wanna stay in your car
– i'm filled with pink, baby, i got you.
yes sir, that's my name. i think they're all amazed. they're so pretty i'm afraid. i wanna feel you ache. emma, you're so brave. and i remember things like i'm cut out of a bench. oh i think we'll be okay. and i drive the year in my head so i can kiss you.
i look like a bruise every time we go out, i'm filled with pink i think i got you.
– baby i'm gonna lose, i wanna stay in your car
– i'm filled with pink, baby, i got you... baby, i got you.
Track Name: Session One
think of the state. skinny legs in space. pack up the car. it's white outside. and i'm in early may--cheap lipstick melting in your face. i found you unwrapped a little. you should help yourself a little.
lady i'm fucking around, ice in my mouth. lady i'm lying around, overthinking it. lady i'm fucking around, ice in my mouth. lady i'm lying around, overthinking it.
hand over mouth. a little less amazed. i'm in your house. come back right away! and i'm in early may, dying lipstick and i don't wanna stay. my friends, they laughed a little. i think they messed me up a little.
lady i'm fucking around, ice in my mouth. lady i'm lying around, overthinking it. lady i'm fucking around, ice in my mouth. lady i'm lying around, overthinking it.
lady i'm -- cut it out! cut it out!
Track Name: Beginners
summer swells into the house and a private flood rushes in, bullies the furniture around. your leg is a mess under the dress and we'll talk when i get up. elliott smith's spinning in my head. we stay kids for too long, we stay kids for too long. will anybody love me? will anybody love me?

beginners buried in ashtrays, sloppy seconds overdrinking, giving up one day at a time. there's a knock on the wall--a sort of secret call-- and i'll keep the shower running. the same things keep spinning in my head. guess the summer's too long. yes the summer's too long. you don't have to love me. you don't have to love me.

bargain for something more in parking lots, in front of apartment doors. let me in, let me in. and i'll keep tugging at your blouse, since there's no one left tonight. let me in, let me in.