Everything at Once

by The Future Laureates

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credits

released 25 October 2013
Danny Surico—guitar, vocals
Matthew Daigler—vocals, ukulele
James Hyde—bass, vocals
Rob Durkee—drums, percussion
Joe Haggenjos—lead guitar
Kristina Priceman—violin
Andrew Distel—trumpet
Greg Van Zuiden—keys/synth
Ellis Clark—keys
Khalfani Myrick—musical consultant

All songs written by Danny Surico
All songs arranged by The Future Laureates

Executive Producer: Michael Teach
Produced by Ellis Clark
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Ellis Clark at Angel City
Album artwork designed by Amy Olchowski

THANK YOU’S:
You, our friends and fans
The Hyde, Daigler, Surico, Durkee, and Haggenjos families
Ellis Clark, Michael Teach, Hannah Frank, Jeff Brown, Barrett Tasky, Michael Narvaez, Kevin Lahvic, Matthew Morgan, Greg Combs and everyone else at CAUDog Records
Stefania Daigler, Kaitlyn McQuaid, Angie Quinn, Stacey Augle, Colin Fahey, Pete Castaldo, Nick Cardelli, Dave Ciccantelli, Steve Minogue, Natalie Evans, Jamie Robinson, Aaron Apter, Andrew Bockelman, Eric Deubel, Chiqui, Adriana Davidsz, Katherine Durkee, flutterbywings, and all of our indiegogo contributors—thanks for the van!
The Alpha and the Omega

www.thefuturelaureates.com
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This sound recording copyright 2013 © CAUDog Records
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Track Name: Sleepwalking
You feed me sleeping pills while you’re numbing my chest,
slowly tracing my heart injecting casual sex.
And once the monitor beeps and I am under duress,
you sooth my body with your body like a temptress.
I am paralyzed. I’m a moth to your flame.
It comes as no surprise that I can barely stutter your name
Sweat and cold from your touch, every night it’s the same
While we’re kissing, something’s missing. You just dug the knife in.

(OH!)
I want it back--that love you stole from me
Sleepwalking in the hallways, and I’m missing you like always
(OH!)
I want us back the way we used to be.
Like the pictures in the hallways, sleepwalking with you always

Stop starting me up, only to power me down.
Your most complacent machine’s the new sheriff in town
Now the prey’s in pursuit and I’m praying aloud
that I’ll be steady getting ready for the showdown.
I see fear in your eyes. You’ve my heart in your hand
If I could take it, you’d be finished, but I’m only a man.
My triumphant return, but I’ve nowhere to land
now I’m thinking that I’m sinking and we’re starting over.

(OH!)
I want it back--that love you stole from me
Sleepwalking in the hallways, and I’m missing you like always
(OH!)
I want us back the way we used to be.
Like the pictures in the hallways, sleepwalking with you

(OH!)
I want it back--that love you stole from me
Sleepwalking in the hallways, and I’m missing you like always
(OH!)
I want us back the way we used to be.
Like the pictures in the hallways, sleepwalking with you always
Track Name: The Afterlife
Love me when the river ends, when the water bends past the shore.

Leave me when I fear the most, when we’re holy ghosts free form.



You said “love is never dead, Love.”

While we’re laying six feet down, it’s far too late to tell you how I feel, Love.

But I still feel love.

After this life I’ll make it up to you.



Colleagues sought a safer course, but we wanted more for Man.

Downstream, are we scientists, troubled moralists, or sand?



You said “love is never dead, Love.”

While we’re laying six feet down, it’s far too late to tell them how I feel, Love.

But I still feel love.

After this life I’ll make it up to you.



You said “love is never dead, Love.”

Though the world’s in peaceful slumber, I believe we’re unencumbered by love we’re denied of.

After this life I’ll make it up to you.
Track Name: Hanging
People used to go to the center of the town.
That’s where they gathered their news from each other.
A man was hanged that day for a crime they did not say.
He was no longer valued.
He swung there, hanging.

Throngs of people shouting out in a place that’s faced with change
Uncertainty is partnered with fear and anger.
But the students still walk through the mob, and they grow up faster than they want.
For years to come, we’ll hear their wise and troubling words above us, hanging.

So, as I’m tucked in to my bed, I am unaware of the man who I will later meet who sleeps in the cold.
And still the world we’re living in is one where skin induces sin.
And many lose but some will win, but in the end we’re all left hanging.