Painted Lights

by Book of Symbols

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released November 15, 2016

lyrics / guitar / vocals by Chris McClurken
drums / vocals / keys by Mike Johnson
guitar / vocals by Jon Reeder
bass by Scott Middendorf

backing vocals on all tracks by Lauren McClurken

recorded and mixed by Matt Ten Clay at Amber Lit Audio
mastered by Chad Wahlbrink

album artwork by Chris McClurken
album and band photos by Casey McClurken



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Track Name: Superman Ice Cream
Now its me with the fingertips
cracking through your walls
feeling out what isn’t there
and screening all your calls
Another victim to the fall

Now its you on the other line
looking for someone
to drink the cup you’ve poured yourself
and make your bed undone
Really could have been anyone

What I couldn’t be

We revolve
around a chosen star
To be like them
and to reflect
on to other men
Fading out
where they are
into gray dust
Track Name: Lost Property
We rusted on the beaches
while it was winter in our dreams
You sang icy streams
into the midnight breeze

A faint spectral bridge
with distance seemingly built in
Light shown across
beneath, fish of prey

Repelling pleasure
withdrawing faith
We’re all searching
the same way

Repelling pleasure
withdrawing faith
We’ll find our return
some day
Track Name: The Well
This is the afterthought
of argyle patterns in our hearts
Past begins
fraying your ends

Winters pass some of these
the scent of fallen leaves in spring
so it was
with you I’ll cover this mud

A well routed trudge

That day my sense ran off
while walking backwards through
my thoughts
Loaded guns
Darkness undone

And dreams of symmetry
what nature couldn’t be
in time to itself
Reflect and repel

A mirror to the well

But couldn’t see
what was outside measured
equally as deep
Could it be
I was looking for something
that wasn’t me

This is the afterthought