A Working Title In Green

by Blueline Medic

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Recorded at Backbeach Studios late August 2000.
Engineered by Richard Norton and Kane Hibbard
Mixed by Mark Rachelle
Produced by Blueline Medic
Mastered by John Ruberto at Crystal Mastering
Photographs and sleeve design by David Snow
Band photographer and layout by David Read

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released August 8, 2000

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Track Name: Plight 217
she made it / stumbling in over her baggage / taking it all on board / she couldn't take much more / but it's under control / where she can keep an eye and hold / you don't ever want to lose it in transit / find your seat / fish out your walkman, kate / find your breath again / you've had to run all the way to the gate to barely make it / what is it that you can't settle back there / that you settle so far back in your chair? / buckled up / buckling under / under sunglasses / they're to prevent this sight / not for protection / for now and not for brisbane / a tissue balled in a fist / headphones hissing away in your ears / a crackling ascent, loud and over the engines / the inertia isn't nursing / braced to arms not at all embracing / could this momentum ever rob you of your weight? / at least you've got kinesis' blessing / and the heavens to thank you're further away / what is it that you can't settle down there / that you can't settle down while you're up here? / might this ending hard not calm down easier in just an hour'n a half?
Track Name: Shopping With a Cartesian
she closes her book / and before getting up / checks her lipstick in the reflection / and getting off / steps aside / a feint, her gait in a shopfront pane / ah, the pain of choice / well, it wouldn't be for any lack of time or money / it's really nothing for her to pay / because by her watch darling / it's already half passed a lifestyle made / a different eye dilates / and having taken a look / notes the part in a play of prediction / it's making her laugh / she tries to stop / she might so something silly / ah, the pain of choice / uncertain and not for lack of a mind that's doubting / but to a world well, what would you say? / that finding anything only ever seems half a reason to stay? / oh for god's sake / I'll buy her a watch / darling, she's already half passed a lifetime saved / and runs late enough without having to lament about it / oh yeah / she really shouldn't waste the same hours that you've had
Track Name: Swan Song Swan Dive
put the gun down / I just want to talk / I can't hear you / you're breaking up / I can't help being static / a rise in the voice marks the descent / as the atmosphere thickens, it quickens the coming apart / a shooting star / shooting down in the darkened half / sometimes the hinges aren't string enough / splinters splitting us, embedded in the floor / some nights don't pass quick enough / nor the walls thick enough for you, or me, or next door / I can't help being static / so the wounds are dressed and each given a name / dated and placed / the records remain / both tired of being the cause of this happening / I'm moving out onto the edge / just out of touch / just about out of everything / careless if I slip, careful where you stand / you say I couldn't care less / I've always been sure of what should not have been said / I've never had to say I love you to death, because we'd both have to dive on that gun and jokingly say... / that it just might have to be that way / you really don't take enough notice of what I'm telling you / you could act as though you give a fuck / I'm sick of disappointing you / you refuse to see me as anything more than what I've been / that's not what I was thinking at all
Track Name: Where You Are
don't get upset / don't take it as an insult / don't admit for a minute that you forgot where you stood / you know exactly where you are now / don't fall into distress / ignore the ache behind your eyelids / the swarms of your head should relent at the smoke in your hair / you know. there isn't a sting that the hours won't manage / fall into your sleep / as if a soporific sea / the salt of the worst should dissolve in the folds of your sheet / you're afloat why hold on for dear disbelief?