Open Secrets EP
by Short of the Sun
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The Loving Kind
03:29
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Corrections (Part One)
04:49
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Friction
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Sirens
03:36
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Red Giant
03:03
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Corrections (Part Two)
03:51
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about
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credits
released 17 November 2012
Open Secrets Lineup:
Billy - lead vocals, rhythm guitar
Russ - backing vocals, bass guitar
Geoff - rhythm guitar, lead guitar
Yousaf - keyboards
Frank - drums
All songs by Short of the Sun
Recorded at Vu Du Studios
Produced by Mike Watts
Mastered by Steve Haigler
Cover Art by Danielle Oyales
Open Secrets Lineup:
Billy - lead vocals, rhythm guitar
Russ - backing vocals, bass guitar
Geoff - rhythm guitar, lead guitar
Yousaf - keyboards
Frank - drums
All songs by Short of the Sun
Recorded at Vu Du Studios
Produced by Mike Watts
Mastered by Steve Haigler
Cover Art by Danielle Oyales
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We rock a bunch. A whole bunch! And then we rock some more.
Billy Frank - Lead vocals,
Guitar
Geoff LaForge - Lead guitar, vocals
Yousaf Mir - Keyboards, vocals
Luke Memet - Bass guitar, vocals
Scott Grollman - Drums
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discography
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Nov 2012 -
Sep 2010
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- Track Name: The Loving Kind
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Midnight star
Fresh with electric scars
Shocked from a black suspense
No time for wasting sense
I saw you sway and sweat
With your stake in a red roulette
But treachery shakes your spin
There's only one way that you can win
Sing-
We are the worldly, flirtatious, and bold
We'll rarely be lonely until the day we're old
In the quiet dark
Your skin strikes the loveliest spark
And spiraling up my spine
No sense in wasting time
Sing-
We are the worldly, and rarely controlled
We'll catch fire after midnight until the day we're old
And you can never know what shines in others' eyes
Or from what weaknesses they hide
So be glad we're not the loving kind
Duplicity thrives deep in our dark corners
And frustrates the loving kind
So the sidewalk shadows slip 'round my shoulders
We're not the loving kind
No, we're not the loving kind
We aren't the loving kind
You'll never know what shines in others' eyes
Or from what weaknesses they hide
Oh, I feel betrayal coming, I feel it in my bones
Strong as the vines that crack through stone - Track Name: Corrections (Part One)
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Red marks chase the waves my words could start
In a conversation sea
Wish I'd find some room for me
White shore, past exchanges I'm unsure
My sails filled solely by my need to qualify
Don't listen, just wait 'till take two of my reply
Well, I would rather start over than regret my mistakes and oversight
The world spins, long indifferent to my whims
To stop time at every remark
To spit vitriol and sparks
Don't listen, just wait 'till take two of my reply
And I would rather be silent than wrong
(I've been meaning to try)
Don't listen, just wait 'till take two of my reply
'Cause I would rather start over and get it right this time
The purple ocean balloons before me gleaming in my fear
The stars are marked with others' passage and ways they've made it clear
But I'm no one's disciple, there's a map for every sea
'Till then let my corrections sail me closer to what I mean - Track Name: Friction
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I have no wisdom that can cool me down
From tension's heat whenever you're around
You're driven by your reckless need for change
Just to divert the track you'd tip the train
We're holding on
And you press close completely by surprise
With your face flushed the color of your wine
Your scalding touch half tempting me to stay
And there's no question that we'll burn someday
We're holding on
Blaming me for everything you can
Waiting on the world to make amends
We're holding on
The city pulses bright
Drawing the curtains tight
Black label nights
The heat of friction white - Track Name: Sirens
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At the edge of disaster
I reach for your hand
You're twisting and turning
Lying still where you land
So hold on love, just wait for the sirens sounding
Hold on love, just wait for the sound
The ground pushes coldly
There's chill in the air
Serendipity's livid
But the devil may care
Hold on love, just wait for the sirens sounding
Hold on love, why don't you wait for the sound, wait for the sound
The two of us come to mind
Electric and so alive
So hold still your pounding head
Eyes flashing blue and red
We'll laugh about this someday
I know you'll be okay
So say something, anything
Before they come to take you away
Hold on love, just wait for the sirens sounding
Hold on love, why don't you wait for the sound
Hold on love, just wait for the sirens sounding
Hold on love, why don't you wait for the sound, wait for the sign
Hold on love, just wait, oh wait
Hold on love, just wait for the sirens, wait for the siren sound - Track Name: Red Giant
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Scanning through the night sky
Looking for one shape that I used to like
But it's gone, or it's changed
A fundamental part has been rearranged
One star near death
Not quite as hot as the sun, but there's still heat left
But you're gone before we're done, we're done
I can't seem to break away
But you're completely out of range
As your red passion fades to grey I orbit you
And I'm absorbed in the hue
When you close your eyes and you look into the sun
And that color trails back to the dying light like a comet's tail
So far all I hear is the death of a star ringing in my ears
And I'm wondering why
I can't seem to break away
In my mind you should have stayed
Our red giant swells ablaze
I can't let you walk away
You're completely out of range
In my mind you should have stayed
And we're expanding out of range
Your heart cold and mine ablaze
To supernova's not my way
Your satellite I will remain
Our red passion fades to grey
And our red giant burns away - Track Name: Corrections (Part Two)
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Red marks chase the waves my words could start
In a conversation sea
I'll find the room for me
White shore, past exchanges I'm unsure
My sails filled solely by my need to qualify
Love needs to find the right words to say to you
The sea swells between us the more I follow through
The world spins, long indifferent to my whims
To stop time with every remark
To spit vitriol and sparks
Love pleads to find the right words to say to you
The sea swells before me the more I follow through
(Hell is living through the day
Where your loved ones turn away
And you scramble what you say)
Love, even in the wrong words, should call to you
The sea absorbs the horizon before I expect it to
Love swells within me in words I cannot say
I sail beyond and let time take it away
Away..
