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The Young Man & The Sea

by We, The Drowned.

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In a dusty town, on a dirty street there lives a man and his family in a house he built with his own hands. But times were tough, I know they were, and I cant say when his pride was hurt when he said, “Lord I donʼt know!” His son was young and didnʼt know better ʻcause if he did he would have seen sooner his fatherʼs hands were what held him up. His wife was young and didnʼt know better ʻcause if she did she would have said sooner “my love donʼt go...” Keep breathing for both of us donʼt choke on what youʼre given, even if the world falls on our heads. Keep breathing for both of us donʼt choke on what youʼre given, even if our world falls down. And Itʼs black and white for the first time. Iʼm lost to the world. Numb to everything. So weʼll dress up, and Iʼll drink to feel better. Weʼre at the bottom of the bottle Youʼre at the bottom of the sea Weʼre at the bottom of the bottle Youʼre at the bottom of the sea Bring the black veil, the white shroud Give it up to one of us, dress it up, and feel better. Bring the black veil, the white shroud Give it up to one of us, dress it up, and feel better. Keep breathing, for both of us donʼt choke on what youʼre given even if the world falls on our heads keep breathing for both of us donʼt choke on what youʼre given even if our world falls down. Bring the black veil, the white shroud Give it up to one of us, dress it up, and feel better. Bring the black veil, the white shroud Give it up to one of us, drink it up, and feel better. “My Love donʼt go...”
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Deadweight 04:42
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Dreaming 03:01
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I have no hope, drifting in this small ship. Because I have built my heart inside of it. This heart lacks the strength and understanding, to plug up the holes to keep from drowning. So I'll prepare myself...for the coming tide. Oh mother why didn't you warn me? I know you did, but I guess I didn't listen. So now we're stuck living like ghosts, made to disappear. I tried to hold on but my wet hands rip and tear, they tear like paper, I fall apart like paper. And I wish I was strong enough to keep my head up. And I know I've been wrong, I try to keep my hands from shaking but I know it's not enough, I know it's not enough, not to disappear. I hold my hands they tear like paper, I fall apart like paper. And I want to believe in something again. And I want to know what it is to breathe easy again, I'm close to death. Out to sea without a sail, I see the ghost of my father's failures, of my failures. And I want to believe in something again. And I want to know what it is, to breathe easy again. I want to believe In something again I want to know what it is to breathe easy again, I'm close to death. AndI wish I was strong enough to keep my head up. And I know I've been wrong, I try to keep my hands from shaking but I know it's not enough, I know it's not enough, not to disappear. I hold my hands they tear like paper, I fall apart like paper. (chorus): For the coming tide...now we’re stuck like ghosts made to disappear. And I wish I was strong enough to keep my head up. And I know I've been wrong, I try to keep my hands from shaking but I know it's not enough, I know it's not enough, not to disappear. I hold my hands they tear like paper, I fall apart like paper. (chorus): For the coming tide...now we’re stuck like ghosts made to disappear
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A conceptual EP about a poor family that lives on the coast. A father tries to provide for his family by taking a dangerous job on a fishing boat, but when a storm hits, he is washed away at sea. His grieving wife turns to the comfort of alcohol and drugs over the next decade, leaving her son to grow up and take on the responsibilities of his father. Frustrated and with few options, the son takes a job on a fishing boat, with hopes of making enough money to move away and start over. While at sea the son's boat is capsized & his crew lost, but he manages to find a life-raft and clings to life while adrift at sea. His mother, giving him up for dead, commits suicide out of guilt. After drifting for days the son washes ashore and is rescued. He comes home to find his mother dead in the bathtub. The son has a breakdown and believes he is to blame for her death. Crazed, he swims out to the middle of the sea and is swept away.

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released September 30, 2012

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We, The Drowned. Buffalo, New York

We, The Drowned. is reminiscent of the emo & post-hardcore fare of the mid-2000's. A creative and experimental post-rock and emo project stemming from influences such as Emery, Thursday, Boys Night Out, and Our Lady Peace. Currently working out of Seattle, WA. ... more

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