Light Headed

by Scattered Suns

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This album is a 100% DIY achievement. We poured our hearts and souls, our own resources and countless hours into maximizing the impact of every note. The result is a professional quality album without any artistic compromise whatsoever. No two songs are alike, yet when taken together, they form a much larger picture. Our standards were set very high, and we think you will be impressed. We are extremely proud to offer it to you now.

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released March 25, 2011

Produced By Scattered Suns

Mixed By Alex Schneiderman, Brett Morris, Cyrus Ghahremani

Art Design By Brett Morris

The Band:
Alex Schneiderman - Lead vocals, Guitar
Brett Morris - Lead guitars, Backup Vocals
Tal Weinman - Bass, Backup Vocals
Sean Whalen - Drums, Percussion

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Track Name: Sore Eyes
She took a ride down the back of a corridor
She took a moment to cover it up
She fell in love
Had a way of reveling on her own
Late at night with a blacked out memory
I can’t see you’re mulling it over
City streetlight angel hovering
Has lost her glow

But you wrestle ready to roll

Recognize me when your spokes change gears
“Como Vai” I always say
Roll the dice again, if it’s luck you need
My advice is what it takes

Sore eyes, what’s your number?
You keep changing, twisting senses

Home alone you wake up stumbling
Out of focus
Rogue, you’re gonna wind up running
You’ll see for yourself
Don’t deny me
I’m watching your clocks shifting gears
All arise again,
It’s a teardrop miracle, over and over

And you wrestle ready to roll
And the skin around your neck I will hold

Sore eyes, what’s your number
You keep changing, twisting senses
Sore eyes, what’s your number?
Sore eyes, what’s your name?

Wrestle with me, despite pain
(Little darlin’)
And watch your step against the wind
Just blame these feelings on timing
(Little darlin’)
Before you know the pain
That’s the one thing that keeps you afraid

Sore Eyes, what’s your name? Sore Eyes…
She took a ride down the back of a corridor
She took a ride…
Track Name: The Comfort Of A Spinning World
You're such a stranger
What would it take to make you laugh?
You never mentioned
That you might never understand
The way we communicate

If you wanna stop from the start
I think you’d better grab a hold of the rail
'Cause you built this moat around yourself
And now I guess that's just as well

I thought I knew you
But now I know you well
You think you're so much better off
Living inside your shell

Home sweet home
In the comfort of a spinning world

You're such an actor
Right when I see you hit the stage
Your lips keep moving
Talking to yourself (whatcha sayin'?)
Your mind keeps slipping
Forgot you're somebody else

I thought I knew you
But now I know you well
You think you're so much better off
Living inside your shell

Home sweet home
In the comfort of a spinning world
Track Name: Moceans
I’m going through the moceans
I’m a ship that’s lost at sea
When I take away emotion
I’m as placid as a lake
Are you a criminal? Are you guilty?
Did you have something more to say?
Are you comfortable,
Now that distance has grown
With every ocean wave?

Bitch, you’re on the sidelines
Taking on another role
Preaching all your guidelines

Like a dream unfocused
Through misty sunken eyes
And the gravity that repelled me
When our love got cast aside
And the clarity shouts
From a million miles away
And this fantasy that compelled me
Left me weary-eyed and teary-eyed
So how you gonna jump ship now?

Bitch, you’re on the sidelines
Taking on another role
Preaching all your guidelines
But all your sails have been torn

By tomorrow
You won’t need to come around
And follow in my shadow
These waves are gonna bring us down, down
White-washed!
But you gotta get through it

Cease in all mocean, there’s such a commotion
And the faces of angels are so strange and dangerous
When the thing that reveals a face that can heal me
We’ll engage in the action and gauge their reactions
Or carry on. Here we go.

Carry on, here we go

Cease in all mocean, there’s such a commotion
And the faces of angels are so strange and dangerous
So I’m gonna go to my island and sow my oats
In the jet black beach sand
And engage in the action and gauge their reactions
Track Name: Tug Of War
This is a runaway
This train is going overboard
It was the fast lane
You reserved for getting comfortable
You took a photograph
Back before you knew which way was up
Now we’re fading out
Like a Polaroid under the sun

These days feels like fiction’s run its course
I’m blotching the distance
With this ditch in the snow

This is a runaround
You’re such a liar; you want a tug of war
‘Cause we’re all sick of the same running in place
Battle that you choose to ignore
And with clear eyes open
I see you in a different light
How can you justify your addiction
And feed your appetite?

These days feels like fiction’s run its course
I’m blotching the distance
With this ditch in the snow
Track Name: Outdated
How many times I’ve said before
To let this instinct’s ink run dry
And then I should have locked the door
When I saw you walk on by

Now tell me should I’ve loved you more?
You’re feeling like I did you wrong
Forty times I raised the phone
But I know…

She’s outdated, and I can’t complain
She’s outdated, cause it don’t mean that much to me
She’s outdated, and I wanted more
She’d outdated
Gonna be late
Sure to be late

How many times I’ve raised my voice
Is it too much to be kind?
Now you’ve left me with no choice
And it’s here I draw the line

Now tell me should I’ve loved you more?
You’re feeling like I did you wrong
Forty times I raised the phone
But I know…

She’s outdated, and I can’t complain
She’s outdated, cause it don’t mean that much to me
She’s outdated, and I wanted more
She’d outdated
Gonna be late
Sure to be late
Track Name: Chain Reactor
Faster chain reactor
Faster than a wave repeating
Many oscillations
But never too deep

We survive in spite of arrows
Face to face without a wall
We make clever observations
Then we build another wall

And why should I
Put myself in front of the face of danger?
And why should I
Just watch it crashing down?

Faster locomotive
Fading fast away, retreating
Passengers awaiting
Planning their escapes

But you can run until they catch you
Match your face up with a name
There’s no telling what they’ll do to you

Things may never be the same

Why should I
Put myself in front of the face of danger?
And why should I
Just watch it crashing down

…and watch me stumble
Down and break the ends off
One more chance to start over
From the same place we fumbled

It’s getting too late
Wake me up when nothing’s wrong
My feelings these days
Makes me want to sound alarms

Faster chain reactor
Faster than…