Long Day's Journey To The Middle (Deluxe Edition)

by Drunken Logic

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The deluxe edition of Drunken Logic's second album, Long Day's Journey To The Middle! Featuring demos and alternate versions of songs from the album.

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released April 14, 2015

The Sheriff "Austin" Wells - Lead Electric Guitar, Vocals
Alex "Doubt It" Trevino - Bass Guitar, Vocals
Ryan "Do You Know How Recording Works?" Jordan - Electric/Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin, Piano on "Gray," Vocals
Jake "For The Record" Cassman - Vocals, Piano, Organ
Drummer "Alex McGillivray" - Drums, Percussion, Vocals

Lyrics by Jake, Music by Drunken Logic ("Roman Candle Mind" Developed by Jake & Austin, "This Side or the Other" written by Jake Cassman)

Additional Vocals on "Gray" by Rocio del Mar

Engineered by Vinnie "The One Who Knocks" Prezioso

Mixed by Tommy "This Is Why My Name Comes First" Iannello

Mastered by John Naclerio and Nada Recording

Produced by Vinnie, Tommy and Drunken Logic

Tracked at Maximum Sound in Danvers, MA. Additional recording done in Vinnie's room, Tommy's garage and at Chillhouse Studios in Charlestown, MA.

Cover photos by Brad Bahner

Design by Madeline Jacobson and Jake Cassman

Special Thanks to Explo at Yale, the Red Room, Harvard RAP, Faneuil Hall, Ralph Jaccodine, Will Holland, Gary Cioffi, and all our family, friends and fans.

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Track Name: If You Only Knew
If you should ask
I'd just say I'm doing fine
I'd try to laugh
But mine's a Roman candle mind
And I see red
I see fire and brimstone smoldering in my head
You'd light the fuse
If you only knew

My fever dreams star you and me
In a world of tangled sheets
But I wake up alone on another concrete floor
Just to search again, wondering what for
I hope it's you
If you only knew

Yeah, if you only knew how far I’d go
I barely know you, but you haunt my highest hopes
If you only knew how much I'd give
Then you'd know the desperation
Of a man who's still learning how to live
Track Name: Liquid Courage
I'm gonna finish off this drink
Then I'll get off my ass, go speak to her
Man, I hope she hasn't caught
My glances down her shirt
And this isn't much like me
I've never been the type to take a chance
But I've gotta try this once
While the moment lasts

Would I be so bold,
Oh would I be that man
If I did not hold
This drink in my hand?
Without my liquid courage?

I'm gonna finish off this drink
Then I'll say I want to take her home
By God, I've got this far
I'm not gonna leave alone
No, this isn't much like me
I told her that I'm anything but smooth
But then she looked me in the eye
And said, "Make your move."

I'm gonna finish off this drink
Then I'll pick up my pen and try to write
I left for home without her
Though I was in no shape to drive
Yeah, I’m drunk and pissed as piss
‘Cuz she told me whiskey frees your mind
It's a road I know too well
And taken too many times
Track Name: Walk It Off
And it hit me like a ton of bricks
It hit me like an unexpected fist
How much I want to wake up next to you again
How much I never want to feel like this

Too long since I'd seen those eyes
They might just bring the smile back to mine
I bought my ticket, not knowing how much had changed
Until I saw it on your face
Now I'm asking friends for shelter from the rain
Each call reminds me -- it shouldn't be this way

Last night I slept three to a bed
But I lay awake, clinging to this hope trapped in my head
Could I still find you for a night and unpack my things?
Instead, I'm brooding over beer
Staring out the window, as if you might appear
My life is in the duffle at my feet, and it weighs on me

And Christie, this skyline seems so strange to me
I don't know where I am, just where I want to be
I'll walk it off until I find a place to sleep
I'll walk it off 'til I don't feel the sting
Track Name: The Vagabond
A girl is laying beside me
Her hair hides her face
I share her unfamiliar bed in this once familiar place
And once upon a time I dreamed of this
But I found no fairy tales within her kiss

I leave in the early morning
She lends me her embrace
And I take an aimless stroll, I hope that I might find a trace
Of a boy who dreamed he might one day fly higher
I find his shoes tangled in the telephone wires

I thought I knew what I was searching for
But searching is all I know
Someday I may come to accept that there's nothing more
'Til then, the vagabond still roams

My friend fell off the wagon in a cloud of cigarette smoke
You can find her up on Spruce St., in an apartment selling coke
And I thought that I might try and set her free
But I find that she is doing no worse than me

I asked a question from years before
The day I happened to wash ashore --
Is there a god for ocean-borne debris?
Oh what the hell, I'll raise my glass
Say a toast and knock it back
'Cuz there's no god for people like you and me

I wander onto a rooftop
With a bottle of rum to drink
The traffic rolls on by, but its just quiet enough to think
And on nights like these, you wonder who you are
But I stop myself before I get too far
Track Name: Dry Run Road
On Dry Run Road
I can sing my sorrows, refuse to pretend
But Dry Run Road
It never seems to end

I was raised beneath a flag at half mast
Fed fairy tales of when she flew so high
But I refused to pledge allegiance to the past
No, I’d find a way to chase the northern lights

On Dry Run Road
I’m not a just vessel in a crimson river
Of brake light glow
These two yellow lines might not lead me to answers
But I’ll come close
I can sing my sorrows, refuse to pretend
But Dry Run Road
It never seems to end
And so I tried to beat the gridlock
But the riot shields were closer than they appeared
I lost count of all the soldiers on the sidewalks,
Of the men with their hands up, gunned down in the streets

"The world’s gone mad,” the evening headlines screamed
But all my instincts tell me that’s the way it’s always been
A dream cannot come true until you know its just a dream

Aurora’s alive
In my mind, Aurora’s still alive
I don’t know where or what she is
But two things I know for sure:
I saw a sign on an exit in Maryland,
And Dry Run Road
It just never seems, it just never seems to end
Track Name: Gray (feat. Rocio Del Mar)
She sits alone in her room, the cigarettes burn
Wails along with the stars, waits for her turn
A twelve year old girl with unwavering faith in her best days
But as she tries to pretend that she’s not twenty-four
She is losing her hair, it carpets the floor
And the strands of her dreams turn an unassuming shade of lifeless gray
The world is so damn gray

He pays a grand every month for the hole where he sleeps
The welcome mat at the door is his bachelor’s degree
He stoically stumbles on, but at least twice a year his back will break
And then he’ll lie on his bed, stare a hole in the ceiling
Glare up at the damn thing, til it starts disappearing
But he won’t find the sky, just a shroud of that old, familiar gray
The world is so damn gray

Have your mother and father lied to you this whole time?
Were the textbooks you read less reason than rhyme?
You can’t recall when or why your well-travelled feet turned into clay
But chasing down part-time jobs has become your profession
You can blame the bad weather, chalk it up to depression
And you can choose greens and blues, but the color of truth was always gray
The world is so damn gray
Track Name: This Side Or The Other
You may blossom and your arms may spread out wide
Or they may cross your chest, protecting what's inside
And you can always cross your fingers
But don't ever tell yourself your hands are tied
Your hands aren't tied

For any glimmer in your eye may fade in time
That scar you wear may be a well-worn sign of wisdom
And the surest course may turn on a dime
Heads or tails, one side or the other

You may lose your way amidst a crowd of people
Or you may find yourself alone one winter day
And you may search in vain for answers
But don't you ever hang your head and walk away
Don't walk away

For the lights left on for you won't always shine
The signs you read may point you in the wrong direction
There will be barricades across the broadest avenues
And we'll find ourselves on one side or another
Yes, we'll find ourselves - on one side or another

Someday you'll find warmth again beside the fire
Through pain and doubt, you will learn and persevere
Someday brothers will again embrace their brothers
And I'll see you again on this side or the other
Yes, I'll see you again, on this side or the other
Track Name: Real Ppl
Real people have real lives
Pay the mortgage with a steady 9-5
They have a space to park their cars
Meet their friends on weeknights at their favorite bars
And real people drop their anchors down
The seas may change, but they'll still be around

Well I can't tell you where I'll be
Come September, when I have lost my lease
Saving boxes, might move again
I'm somewhere else before I know where I have been
And I can lie down on any floor, on any floor
Twist myself still like I've done before
'Til I just can't stay awake anymore

Shadows under half-shut eyes just don't make for an even keel
I'm sailing blind, and half the time all I want to be is real

My friend moved in to his new place
All his worries and other things still packed away
We drank cheap beer and laughed all night
Didn't notice when tomorrow became today

Real people
Someday we'll be, someday we'll be
Real people
Someday we'll be
As real as we care to be
Track Name: Sweet Epiphany
The preacher sugarcoats the past in prayer
The politician sold tomorrow for a chair
No, they don’t recognize the turning skies
Content to stall and play connect the dots on the horizon
Seeing what they want to see
But never have they seen the forest for the trees

I'm the boy who's searching for salvation
Lumped in with his generation, guilt-tripped by association
On this night alive with stars
I’ve found that constellations won't tell you who you are

Oh, sweet epiphany
Set me afire, set me free
Black and white, right and wrong
We've held these truths to be self-evident
But now I see
They're made up as we go along

This is where you lie when you are cursed
When you have fled the fire, but there's no room up above
The professor thinks I'm spoiled by the sun
While the anchorwoman says, "We don't know times won't get worse"
It makes my blood run cold
The lies that we've been told, this life that we've been sold

And I believe that heaven
Is always going to depend on where the hell you started from
Where you started from
Where you started from
Where you started from
Track Name: Walk It Off (Stripped)
And it hit me like a ton of bricks
It hit me like an unexpected fist
How much I want to wake up next to you again
How much I never want to feel like this

Too long since I'd seen those eyes
They might just bring the smile back to mine
I bought my ticket, not knowing how much had changed
Until I saw it on your face
Now I'm asking friends for shelter from the rain
Each call reminds me -- it shouldn't be this way

Last night I slept three to a bed
But I lay awake, clinging to this hope trapped in my head
Could I still find you for a night and unpack my things?
Instead, I'm brooding over beer
Staring out the window, as if you might appear
My life is in the duffle at my feet, and it weighs on me

And Christie, this skyline seems so strange to me
I don't know where I am, just where I want to be
I'll walk it off until I find a place to sleep
I'll walk it off 'til I don't feel the sting
Track Name: Gray (sans Rocio)
She sits alone in her room, the cigarettes burn
Wails along with the stars, waits for her turn
A twelve year old girl with unwavering faith in her best days
But as she tries to pretend that she’s not twenty-four
She is losing her hair, it carpets the floor
And the strands of her dreams turn an unassuming shade of lifeless gray
The world is so damn gray

He pays a grand every month for the hole where he sleeps
The welcome mat at the door is his bachelor’s degree
He stoically stumbles on, but at least twice a year his back will break
And then he’ll lie on his bed, stare a hole in the ceiling
Glare up at the damn thing, til it starts disappearing
But he won’t find the sky, just a shroud of that old, familiar gray
The world is so damn gray

Have your mother and father lied to you this whole time?
Were the textbooks you read less reason than rhyme?
You can’t recall when or why your well-travelled feet turned into clay
But chasing down part-time jobs has become your profession
You can blame the bad weather, chalk it up to depression
And you can choose greens and blues, but the color of truth was always gray
The world is so damn gray

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