Hail Damage

by The Watertower

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released 06 May 2010
The Watertower is:
Brian Bedford - Drums
Mark Derose - Guitar
Christopher Trott - Bass/Vox

Most of the music by Mark Derose.
Lyrics by Christopher Trott
Music arranged by The Watertower.

Recorded in Champaign, Illinois at Slippy Studios and Naperville, Illinois at Mark's house between June and October 2009.

Produced by The Watertower.
Engineered by Christopher Trott and Brian Bedford.
Mixed by Christopher Trott.
Mastered by Kris Crummett.

Cover photos and artwork by Sergio Silva.

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Track Name: Fire Damage
Let's find some calendars.
Let's mark this point in time,
And say the age of reason is the starting line.

Count backward through the years,
As helpless as this world.
Somehow we survived!

What happened to the absolutes?
The black and white?
What happened to ethics and suits?
Mutual love?

Concise and clear theories and hypotheticals,
Models and equations, that's how it all comes together.

You keep that truth,
Keep it away from us.

What happened to the absolutes?
The black and white?
What happened to ethics and suits?
Mutual hate?
Track Name: Earthquake Damage
"Good evening everybody."
As I stand here at the podium with my speech,
I am well prepared.
"I find myself older than I have ever been,
Proud of what most would call their wisdom."

"Isn't sacrifice our best test of virtue?"
I glance at her and she is listening.
"And living for oneself is the worst of all the vices?"
I glance at her and she is loving this.

I feel my voice start to rise.
Is this what everyone believes?
And now this voice isn't mine.

"Did you know sacrifice is our best test of virtue?
And living for oneself is the worst of all the vices?"

"Our names are unimportant.
Our lives almost more so.
Extinguish the greatest, the rarest, the most unique,
The exceptional, the extraordinary."

There's no way to be happy like this.

I feel the warmth in their smiles,
There's nothing left inside them to destroy.
"These last words are my most important:
Give up everything that you enjoy."

"Thanks for your attention."
Track Name: Flood Damage
"The holes I see in the sky,
aren't just the whites of the clouds!" she says.
Our recognition is debt,
Will there be anything we're left to repay?

A fixture in this room,
I've no knowledge of my own.
My fortunes of careless speculation,
Melt into the consensus.

Keep your head up,
But don't step on our equals at your feet,
They're at your feet,
You're wrong.
Don't you forget that,
You are no better than the azaleas in your flowerbed.
Keep at it but you're wrong.

A fixture like those incandescent light bulbs.
They burned to bright.
They were too bright.
Made our homes,
They made each room look emptied out.
Ushered in new cuts for education,
We were too bright!
It's all too bright.
Track Name: Hail Damage
We've studied historicity,
We've studied samples of the current and the later,
Of reason and why we've grown to hate her.

I've mobilized the rhetoric of command,
And plans were simply something I did not have.
I've climbed this tower and looked out across the sky.
No use looking down!

Life gives us anomie,
It's up to us to accept it.

It's all subjective,
But it's always been this great.

Civilization made us this way,
It rotted us from inside out,
Made us devout to no one but ourselves.

We should be nomads, hunter-gatherers.
We shouldn't live this long.
We don't deserve this time.
There's something so poetic,
There's something so pathetic,
About personification when it's our qualities we hate.

We lack awareness,
and that's not critique, more compliment.
We lack an alphabet,
where meaning lies between the letters.
In-between the pages, throughout the ages.
Between!
Between opposing covers of different books that line the walls,
In libraries the meaning lies between the stacks.
If there's no substance in the words we say or write,
It must be somewhere else!

I've mobilized the rhetoric of submission,
And plans were simply something I made off-hand.
I've climbed this mountain and looked out across the desert.
I'm not looking down!

Down, and down, and down.
We've studied historicity.
We've studied all we can for now.

Fortune telling is the best in fiction.
I've given up trying to tell this tale.

For now.