Works & Days

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released May 14, 2015

Orders is: Jared Gardener, guitar & vocals; Andy Tucker, bass & vocals; Robyn Buttery, violin; Dan Deutsch, percussion & vocals. Tracks 2 & 4 written by Jared Blumer, tracks 1 & 3 written by Andy Tucker.

Recorded at Rotary Records in West Springfield, MA. Recorded and mixed by Andrew Oedel. Mastered by Warren Amerman.

2015. All rights reserved.

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Album Art:
“Extensive mustard gas burns of first degree over upper chest and entire back of Private Jacob Leifer, 16th Infantry. Watercolor by Sgt. E.R. Brainard. 10 October 1918.” (Brainard 00002). OHA 229: Medical Illustration Collection, Otis Historical Archives, National Museum of Health and Medicine.

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At turns earthy and surreal, Orders forges narratives where elements of folk, alt rock, pop, and poetry collide with beautiful unpredictability.

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Track Name: Works & Days
Ever see yourself
among the faces in the crowd?
Well I’m not proud,
but I’m glowing.

Cause every single night
I get the same dreams,
about my failed schemes,
works and days.

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I’m tired
of all the not-yous,
all distractions,
all replacements.

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Maybe weeks go by
bleeding days and lonely you.
I’m unglued.
I’m sure you know this.

Never someone new -
true is true both then and now.
But somehow,
I can change.

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I’m tired
of all the not-yous,
all distractions,
all replacements.

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If you’re faltering
while your notions fall away,
that’s okay.
You’ll overcome it.

I'll be someone else:
good for you, but not my myself,
with your help,
works and days.

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I’m tired
of all the not-yous,
all distractions,
all replacements.

I’m tired
of all the not-yous,
all distractions,
all replacements.
Track Name: Strings At Her End
Kites fly towards the tides,
I am only one of them.
Winds rise our insides,
intestines are the string at her end.

Will I ever be at home with her on the ground?
Synthetic winds are rocking
and all the world is crashing down.

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When we depend on the dead

to pull our carriages and carry our bread,
we may be dead when they're gone,
severed by machines that carried us along.
Track Name: St. Rita
I want to strip my ragged carcass to the bones.
The bitter balm I got could never cure your woes.
But I’ll keep coming back for more until I’m yours.
Well alright, alright.

I mashed my fingers to a gritty pulp for you.
I’m palomino with the bruises I made too.
I never knew to stop when going wasn't good.
Well alright, alright.

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Yeah you deplete me.
I’m yours completely,
St. Rita

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Now I know that promises aren't guarantees.
Wasted effort, there’s no binding you to me.
It’s only fear that could define us mutually.
Well alright, alright.

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Yeah you deplete me.
I’m yours completely.

Obsession turns to hate,
Turns on myself,
Turns into something else
I never want to show.
I think I'm better left alone.

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Yeah you deplete me.
I’m yours completely,
St. Rita.
Track Name: Walking With Me
You're walking with me
Through the artillery
Your hand is in mine
We're feeling just fine

I've got to let you know
I will have to let you go
Whether now or later on
Our lives aren't so long

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Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
You're walking with me
We'll be dead soon you see

Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
It's moving too fast
Our lives just can't last

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You're working with me
In the man's industry
You're hand is in pain
You're bleeding again

I swear I'll let it go
Once he's lyin’ on the floor
Feels his life linger on
Only for moments til it's gone

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Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
You were moving too slow
You felt the hammers blow

Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
Oh uh uh oh-o-oh
If Christ was my friend
He'd bring the man to his end, cause...

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I don't believe in sin, my dear
I don't believe in sin, my dear
I don't believe in sin, my dear
He'll feel the hammer's blow.
He'll feel the hammer's blow uh uh oh

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You're walking with me
Through the sunshine and breeze
The war's at an end
Another day on the mend

I've got to let you know
I will love you more and more
Every day we linger on
Hand in hand until we’re gone

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