A Town Called Charybdis

by Emporia

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released September 15, 2013

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Emporia California

Emporia is:
Ben Barsocchini (guitar/vocals/bass)
Will Hettel (drums)
Connor Burke (guitar)


Recording Engineers:
-Rico Macalma and Bethany Wycoff
-Aram Max Vehuni
Mixing and Mastering:
-Rico Macalma (A Town Called Charybdis/Scatterbrained)
-Aram Max Vehuni (Acoustic EP/Lighthouse EP)
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Track Name: Medusa
We've been driving this same road
Almost every night
Bad ideas and worse excuses
Joined by moonlight
Sometimes I can't hear you
From the second thoughts ringing in my ears
Sometimes I can't think straight
About the things I should fear

Fall to pieces, whisper lies into my ears
I'll smoke your signals, burn away til I am clear
Of you

So my darling liar, how faltering you are
What a lovely failure we were from the start
You saw me run through hell and back
Turning me to stone when it suited you best
Oh the things you'd do to keep the fire strong
You'd burn everything
Not to be alone

Fall to pieces, whisper lies into my ears
I'll smoke your signals, burn away til I am clear
Of you
Track Name: A Town Called Charybdis
All these dreams are done and paid for
Left all these ghosts, I’m swimming far from shore
Packed my mind to the brim, I got what I need
Not too many faces left round here, too many memories to bleed

So I’ll be free

Watch me trace skeletons in this sand
You know my friends they don’t ever seem to understand
Everyone round here only seems alive in the light of the moon
All these pictures burn and fade every day I don’t talk to you

Packed my mind to the brim, I got what I need
Not too many faces left round here, too many memories to bleed

So I’ll be free

Sing your graces, sing your empty hallelujahs
Soft and sweetly, dream of misery, again
I’ll push on, my own flag unfurled
Writing my letters for the end of the world

Wave goodbye from your rocky shore
Lantern in your hand and malice in your place
A silver crescent marks the door where I was born
Patience and chaos marks where I grew, strengthened and sure

Packed my mind to the brim, I got what I need
Not too many faces left round here, too many memories to bleed

So I’ll be free

Sing your graces, sing your empty hallelujahs
Soft and sweetly, dream of misery, again
I’ll push on, my own flag unfurled
Writing my letters for the end of the world