Echo Forever​/​Forever Echo

by The Planes

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about

The Planes are:
Brian LaRue (guitar)
Jon Levine (bass/backup vox)
Stephen Perry (guitar/vox)
and
Jeff Patlingrao (drums, guitar on "Last Night")

credits

released 11 October 2013

Written, performed, engineered by The Planes

Mixed by Jeff Patlingrao

Mastered by Mitch Rackin

Cover Art by Michela Buttignol

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Track Name: First Song
The normal lives of boring people,
Software cannot save them yet,
The little lives of honor students,
Waiting for the teacher's pet,
The endless nights of party people,
The mornings so full of regret,
The awesome lives of stupid people,
The bad news that they just forget.

You look into your dreams to find it,
Fall down on your knees to pine for it,
Too busy washing your hands to climb for it...

The average lives of normal people,
Coasting on the safest bet,
The bitter lives of lonely people,
Software cannot save them yet.

I wish that I could show you all,
The freedom of the stage,
(but) I know you wouldn't try it,
Anyway.
Track Name: Sonic Youth
There's a rock in your hand,
There's a spark in your eye,
Wanna meet me down by the Crystal Lake?
Digging the scene,
Wire to wire,
Did you leave your pipe by the campfire?

You can get in the car,
We can drive all night,
We can find the back road where freedom lies,
Give it a note,
Give it a kiss,
You can bring your friends to band practice.

You, you're cool,
Let's hang out,
Listen to,
Sonic Youth.

Now I'm painting my hands,
So my palms are my eyes,
I was 17, you taught me how to survive,
Floating above,
The field of mud,
You taught be backwards love on the expressway.

Now we're finally free,
It's finally fate,
Sometimes I go back down to that old lake,
I point my heart,
Straight to the water,
And I leave my clothes by the campfire.

You, you're cool,
Let's hang out,
Listen to,
Sonic Youth.
Track Name: Tear The World Apart
I'm better than the corner store here,
I'm better than the trash on the city street,
As it spins away.
I'm better than the winter months here,
She's better than the lust of the summer heat,
And the MTA.

She's going to California,
She's going to make a brand new start,
She sees the world before her,
And in her heart,
She's going to tear the world apart.

She's going to the Golden State now,
Going out for the gold rush, stake your claim,
And shake the day.
But I'm sticking with the corner store here,
I love the trash and the street, and I'm to blame,
So shake the shame.

She's going to California,
She's going to make a brand new start,
She sees the world before her,
And in her heart,
She's going to tear the world apart.
Track Name: Blow Up
Another carbon copy room,
Another Rubik's Cube of light,
You want them all to like you,
Don't you?
Another borrowed 4 x 10,
Keep your eyes on that exit sign,
At night it's going to haunt you,
Don't you?

This is how we go down.

This is how we blow up.

Another carbon copy groom,
Another Rubik's Cube of fright,
You want it to work out well for you,
Don't you?
Another busted 4 x 10,
And your eyes on that exit sign,
At night you know it will haunt you,
Don't you?

This is how we go down.

This is how we blow up.
Track Name: Amazing Gators
Call out the Amazing Gators,
They're camera shy,
They won't stay long,
They roll with the incredible haters,
Who sharpen their teeth,
On Siren songs,
And on two legs,
They want to be,
Except no one can stand here,
But me.
Track Name: Portland Gutterpunk Love
Oh, it did occur to me,
That we could sit for awhile,
On shared concrete,
You know I've been writing poetry,
About the mountains here,
And the hardcore scene,
And you like breaking bottles,
And so do I,
And how can we connect this,
If we never try?

Oh, it did occur to me,
We could get high for awhile,
By the shady tree,
And you've been writing eulogies,
For the light rail here,
And the hardcore scene,
And you like breaking bottles,
And so do I,
And how can we connect this,
If we never try?
Track Name: Stall
One electric Sunday afternoon,
Your past life catches up with you,
I'm a millionaire of blacks and blues,
The avenue was new to me.

She says, I can't have it all,
But please for once,
Don't stall.

I'm forgiven once, but twice it's you,
There was one thing you were asked to do,
I am sneaking past the clearest clue,
Your last life catches up with you.

Now, I can't have it all,
But please for once,
Don't stall.

Don't fall on me again,
I'm not collecting friends,
On you I must depend,
And I'm to old to pretend,
The writing on the wall,
Is pencil after all,
You're free to hide again,
Or reveal yourself,
At least,
You know,
You can.
Track Name: X-Rays
You were the widest eyes,
Driving down the parkway,
You were the red-ist lights,
Trailing down the street,
You were the prying mind,
Who destroyed all of the x-rays,
You were the fight for life,
That was draining out of me.

And it never seemed so cold,
Or true,
Till they had the nerve,
To tell you..
To leave.
Track Name: Last Night
I was king of the house of cards,
But the hurricane warning came out of nowhere really,
But it's fine,
All things in time,
We're all in line for a big show,
Somewhere.

Last Night, when I saw your face,
I gave in to a falling barometer,
A lost spark,
That the lightning can't replace.

You go, you go,
You go, you go,
Down....

I was a car in the dead garage,
But they hooked my cables to some weird,
Power source,
And the force, of course,
Shocked me into the present,
Lucid.

Last Night, when I saw your face,
I gave in to a falling barometer,
A lost spark,
That the lightning can't replace.

You go, you go,
You go, you go,
Down,
For a count,
But I swear this time,
I'm not the one keeping it.
Track Name: Run With Tigers
Conveyor belt and the metal press,
Memorize what you are,
Blank faces at the office desk,
Theorize what you want,
All the markings of the modern man,
Assembly line production,
But all the rails and the interchange,
Are losing form and function...

Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run with tigers,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run with tigers.

Beneath the night and the street light hum,
The broken hand that you hold,
Algorithm and the printing press,
The better life that you're sold,
Big delays going every way,
Funny how things stay the same,
A trillion bucks in bailout funds,
And still Jesus rides the J train
All the markings of the modern man,
Assembly line production,
And all the wonders from a foreign land,
Are losing form and function.

Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run with tigers,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run with tigers,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to play with fire,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run,
Johnny wants to run with tigers.
Track Name: Star Wars
I can see you,
Looking down at me,
From the Death Star,
From the Death Star,
Looking down at me,
While I'm complaining,
That I'm getting tired of,
All these Star Wars.

Behind the big dipper,
There's a heavy hitter,
Not so long ago,
And not so far away.

I can see you,
Looking down at me,
From the Death Star,
From the Death Star,
Looking down at me,
I was complaining,
That I'm getting tired of,
All these Star Wars,
I'm getting tired of,
All these Star Wars.
Track Name: Dead and Bored
I'm dead, how could it be?
Fucked with the karma police,
One too many times for them to let me go free.
I'm dead, what's it to you?
Oh god, what did I do?
I made a point of getting stuck in the door,
But it wasn't worth dying for.

Well you got a sunny disposition,
Everyone here has got a pretty face,
And all the ghosts on this undead mission,
Are so tired of,
Haunting this place.

I'm bored, how could it be?
I took a tour, on the TV,
What a snore, is it too late to die young?
I'm bored, what should I do?
Oh no, is nothing new?
Hey kids, has the internet become such a blur,
It's just as empty as the void that preceded it?

Well you got a sunny disposition,
Everyone here has got a pretty face,
And all the ghosts on this undead mission,
Are so tired of,
Haunting this place.
Track Name: LES (And Out Of Luck)
You rhymed the reasons,
In the loop inside your head,
You cried for treason,
At the thoughts that protested,
You hit the coke parties,
Up in the penthouse suite,
You spent your last twenty bucks,
Getting trashed on Ludlow Street.

You can't define yourself,
You can't make this shit up,
Until you find yourself,
L E S... And out of luck.

You picked the mistletoe,
Up off the subway floor,
You hung it on your hat,
And started to explore,
You can't deny the fact,
You thought they owed you more,
They pat you on the back,
While showing you the door.

You can't define yourself,
You can't make this shit up,
Until you find yourself,
L E S... And out of luck.
Track Name: Rain Falls On Greenpoint
Hey, look at me,
I walk here and I,
Dream silly things,
Just to be here,
And the queen of dismay,
Come back today.

Oh headlights,
I might have not known it was,
Precipitating tonight,
If you didn't drive by,
Chrome and the avenue,
They look good on you.

I want you to,
Stay with me,
And stay here,
Free for awhile,
And lay here,
Stay with me,
Tonight.

Oh, sunlight,
Will blind you,
And oh, treasure map,
Could find you,
What sick architect,
Designed you,
For me?

Hey look at me,
I walk here and I,
Dream silly things,
You shouldn't talk here,
The king of dismay,
Is still royalty.

I want you to,
Stay with me,
And play here,
Free for awhile,
And lay here,
Stay with me,
Tonight.

Do you want to be,
So skinny you don't,
Get wet in the rain?
So cool that you can't do,
All the square things,
That come with this,
That move you in,
And move you out,
And start a fight,
And scream and shout,
'Cause you want to know,
What this is all about...

I want you to,
Stay with me,
And play here,
Free for awhile,
And lay here,
Stay with me,
Tonight.
Track Name: Going To Northampton
Slip through the valley highway,
And the college scene,
We got caught at B-sides Records,
By the Smith police,
No they didn't find it funny,
We were shoplifting Morrissey,
I packed my things in a red leather suitcase,
And ran away to the sea.

But now,
I'm coming home to find you,
Too late for most,
I'm coming home to dig up a grave,
And cradle a ghost.

He got her attention at work by,
Rapping on the glass,
They went downtown to see the,
Truck caught under the railroad overpass,
They let the air out of the tires,
The whole thing happened so fast,
She held him in her arms and kissed him,
Nothing in this town seems to last.

But now,
I'm coming home to find you,
Too late for most,
I'm coming home to dig up a grave,
And cradle a ghost.