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Masquerade of Lullabies

by Nico Rivers

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Patient Harbor 04:23
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PATIENT HARBOR Hidden in plain sight my memory's alright but I couldn't find my way back I followed the sound but got lost in the crowd as the sky lit up, under attack It was the 3rd of July we were all getting high on the beach watching the chemicals react Some how (that's where) I found you, I'd been carrying your shoes, wonder how long that picture will last One day it'll be all that I have Our lives are written on these streets and buried in the ground I'm always coming back to you That voice is telling me to leave Each time I make it out I'm always coming back to you Now I'm alone in the basement where we traded faces with the monsters we wanted to be took it to the fairgrounds (all the terrible sounds/spreading the truth that we found), we were screaming so loud that the floor gave out under our feet I couldn't take it, swore I could make it out where vultures pick the bones of defeat Halfway cross the world, I still felt the pull, calling back to the northeast Our lives are written on these streets and buried in the ground I'm always coming back to you That voice is telling me to leave Each time I make it out I'm always coming back to you The paths have changed but the bond is the same tethered and true weathered and bruised showing the signs of age We may be insane to carry on this way tethered and true weathered and bruised Our lives are written on these streets and buried in the ground I'm always coming back to you That voice is telling me to leave Each time I make it out I'm always coming back to you Our lives are written on these streets and buried in the ground I'm always coming back to you That voice is telling me to leave
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Exit Line 03:45
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EXIT LINE There was a wolf haunting the harbor in a jacket made of lamb and I was treading water when through the fog, there cut a hand I didn't recognize the figure I didn't know how far I'd gone so I gave up my posessions and tied my hopes to all those stones Became a guest in my own castle an imposter in my shoes sending wishes to the magician who was promising dubloons but when I peeked behind the curtain there was nothing there but empty cups and a couple fading photos of a man whose time had come This is my exit line this is my cyanide pill to let a masquerade of lullabies leave you writhing on that hill Not gonna waste my time dead leaves on your window sill oh it's a masquerade of lullabies Now there's a figure in my doorway who holds the key to all my thoughts he says he's come to fold my laundry but he's just tying it in knots I should've listened to the whistle when the blower's face turned red now I'm crawling through the tranches I should be calling shots instead This is my exit line this is my cyanide pill to let a masquerade of lullabies leave you writhing on that hill Not gonna waste my time dead leaves on your window sill oh it's a masquerade of lullabie I give this gift to you a song that I won't ever sing so you can put it in your cupboard next to that old forgotten ring the one you've never shown me the one you wouldn't dare describe but oh I caught a glimpse in the reflection in your eye This is my exit line this is my cyanide pill to let a masquerade of lullabies leave you writhing on that hill Not gonna waste my time dead leaves on your window sill oh it's a masquerade of lullabies Just an offering to sacrifice a masquerade of lullabies
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If the Wind Blows 04:19
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IF THE WIND BLOWS Annie can I come by I just need a little taste I ain't looking to get too high I don't wanna be a waste I just wanna know how far to go is it Boston to New York or LA to Rome Annie can you pour me a glass of your blood it don't have to be a tall one I ain't lookin to get drunk I just wanna see what it is you need I got nothing in my pocket but a hand full of dreams It don't matter if the wind blows or the sun don't show your hand in mine I'll face the storm It don't matter if the wind blows Won't you give up your heart or go home Annie can I call you would that be alright I don't need a conversation just your heart on the line If I sing to you would you sing, too felines on a back fence howling at the moon It don't matter if the wind blows or the sun don't show your hand in mine I'll face the storm It don't matter if the wind blows Won't you give up your heart or go home
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Purgatory 02:06
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PURGATORY I read the cards all night I tried to make up my mind You're getting too old now How long can this hold our? I watched the stars all night I tried to make up some time You're never too old now Forever we hold out I ran my mouth all night I will never make up my mind
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Edge of a Knife 03:59
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EDGE OF A KNIFE When we were younger all these streets twisted a maze ya we'd wander through this ocean town for days Didn't ever think that everything would change He built it from the ground with his own hands the carpenter, the troubadour, the wise man wore an anchor on his shoulder, a weight he couldn't stand but he kept it to his chest just like a war plan Teddy found a way to ease the pain then he watched them come haul his life away I think he's living up the street but I couldn't bare to see his face man, what would've happened if we stayed It's hard to get to sleep in this town where I grew up and learned to keep my head down This place I took for granted, I couldn't wait to just get out Now I'm standing here just staring at your house Are you still living on the edge of knife Are you still waiting on some pill to make it right If I asked you would tell me, would you call me in the night when that darkest cloud is burying your sky
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Any Other Saturday 03:17
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ANY OTHER SATURDAY Just like any other Saturday I woke to the alarm rolled so I could see your face, ran my fingers down your arm peering out from our lonseome cage, watched the world come alive and wondered if we'd see the end this time You were humming while I fried the eggs, a tune I can't recall something gave me a stomach ache, watching as a squirell was stuffing all the birdseed he could fit into his face and I thought maybe all of this has been a waste Later in the afternoon, for a way to pass the time we huddled in the basement room and tried to cast a line to the world outside our windows hoping somebody would hear but the wires crossed and my heart sank in fear I wish I hadn't lost my cool, but the anger it took hold my darker side destroyed the mood at once we were both alone it was written all across your face like graffiti on a wall nothing outside could make me feel so small I fumbled through apologies wishing I could turn back time to a better place in history when we could go outside shake the hands of strangers as we post up at the bar Will anyone remember who are The count continues to climb as the days crawl by I get lost in the woods of my mind
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Records 01:22
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Even Holding 01:55
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EVEN HOLDING Buddy joined the army long before he was a man gave up the end of his youth just to have a fighting chance well he made it back alive but they filled him up with meds now he lies awake all night and spends his days lost in a trance His wife had tried to comfort him by laying by his side but everywhere she touched each fingertip was like a knife he tried to kick the fentanyl by switching to the pipe but the VA wouldn't go for it, he said his hands were tied Is this how it's done? Is this how it's won? Are we even holding on? Up the street Jake had an aching in his belly months ago but he couldn't pay the doctor, didn't have the hmo everyone was going to the bar but he went home alone if he could sleep it off just one more night, tomorrow it'd be gone Jenna showed up at his house he wasn't answering his phone but when she crawled into his bed and grabbed his hand it was a stone I wish it wasn't true, but that's the way the story goes A beating heart's a privilege not everyone can afford Is this how it's done? Is this how it's won? Are we even holding on?
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Cherry Hill 01:10
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Pages of the Ancients 04:22
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PAGES OF THE ANCIENTS There was a light upon your garden that was calling out to me so I hid behind that wood shed just to see the mystery My eyes were blinded by my judges details were hard for me to read but even I could tell it's obvious not every flower's meant to seed So I ran back into hiding it seemed the only thing to do swam through the pages of the ancients hoping long ago someone who knew was feeling lost as much as I did and found a way to make it through but in the quiet, in the darkness none of the scripts were ringing true I felt the time slip through my fingers it would not stop, there was no use I've been trying to move an ocean thinking I could be the moon I'll collect my things so that when I go all my memories can end up on the side of a lonely road in another life in another dream

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released October 1, 2021

Masquerade of Lullabies was recorded at Artisan Studios in Hanover, MA and in the basement of my childhood home in Marshfield, MA Cello - Nate Taylor Drums - Matt Sorrentino Additional Vocals - Emily Graham-Handley Pedal Steel - Bobbo Byrnes Additional Bass - Antonio Macomber Mixed & Mastered by Nico Rivers All songs written by Nico Rivers This record was produced in the early months of the 2020 Covid-19 pandemic. I owe a very special thank you to my parents for tolerating all the noise and still showing love and support, Alice’s House for the writing retreats, Jon Ellis for the studio, John Farrell for the constructive input and all of my friends who have supported and inspired me throughout the years.

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