Strings EP

by Monsun

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Tuning in, tuning out.
Words which clash on the notes we've shared.
So you say, is the guitar a dead medium?
The emotional resonance of strings beneath fingers - tangible threads of physicality - suggest some longevity in the hands of a mislead kid.
Sticks beneath palms, poised to drive the hurt of a familiar drum.
The connotation meant but not the words we've spoken.
A voice of reoccurrence, or so you say.
Tuning out again.
Raise your tone, hear your sound.

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released December 28, 2013

Recorded & Produced by the band at Algonquin College Studio
Mixed by Mike Bond
Mastered by Phil Bova
Artwork by Marshall Hunt

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Monsun is a 4-piece rock band from Ottawa, Ontario.

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Track Name: A Compromise, A Collision
Someone pull the cord that holds together my lungs
In a last attempt to seek out these sympathetic fortunes
When all we are is left in books for those who come after
Mark down the mistakes we made, chapter by chapter

Who are we to say that it won't get better?
When there's hell on earth and the jet setters hide
Will we meet in the center?
Or will we collide?

Where it all goes, no one knows, no one knows
Leave it behind, you'll be searched head to toe
Where it all goes, no one knows, no one knows
If you choose to forget then it better not show
Track Name: Ignorance Tribe
Born in the mountains far off from this course
Fed off of lies and bathed in remorse
It's true that the secrets they hide in the creeks
And sink to the bottom where no one can see
The singing bird mocks you, advises your victims
The pain in your thoughts as it tries to break even
And the plants are still here even without a system
That tells them what's right and what not to believe in

They sway with the breeze on the coldest nights
Avoiding the grey coated sky

Father won't save you
There's not a reason to stand aside
Paint your own future
Tuned to the rights of an ignorant tribe

Live and die, it's all the same
Everyone goes and nobody stays

Raised in the golden world with ivory towers
To forbid the weak and serve all the cowards
That cradled their lies like children and wives
And time led to pressure and scripts led to power

The wild bird follows you and copies all your actions
He's off to find a meaning in a world built upon captions

Father won't save you
There's not a reason to stand aside
Paint your own future
Tuned to the rights of an ignorant tribe
Father won't save you
No one cares anymore
Paint your own future
'Cause you know the tribe's got control

Live and die, it's all the same
Everyone goes and nobody stays
Live and die, it's all the same
Everyone goes to waste
Track Name: The Charlatan
Left me behind in a broken room
With thoughts in my mind that consider you
To be what I need and more
To find my way out of this place before it buries me

I spoke of the truth in my dying days
That led me to you in a quiet place
And where are you now?
You should have stayed
And where are you now?
You should have stayed

Hopeless lies, they get you further than I did
And it's no surprise that you took my life before I lived
Hopeless lies, it's no surprise
Hopeless lies, it's no surprise

As I hit the floor it's no mistake to me
That I've lost it all and there's no way out
As I hit the floor it's no mistake to me
That I've lost it all and it's all my fault
Track Name: Strings
Dreamer's sleep, you’re starting to bore
Humour your mind, strike to the floor
Hold your breath, you’re going down
Raise your tone, hear your sound

No, nobody ever sees the light looking for strangers in the dark
If fighting the gold rule proves me right then how will I know where you are?
How did you find your way out with so many damn persuasions?
How did you find your way out?
Escape from the strings you were made in.

Break away through the gates
Nobody is watching you anyways
Clean your wounds with soap and water
Hide the truth from mothers, sons and daughters