Concept of a Knife EP

by Minor Matter

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released 22 August 2013

Skyler Cafferata - Bass Guitar
Jon Henderson - Drums, Vocals
Heather Lake - Keyboard, Bell kit, Clarinet, Percussion, Vocals
Jeffrey Popiel - Classical Guitar, Electric Guitar, Mandolin, Valve Trombone, Tin Whistle, Vocals
Stephanie Unverricht - Bassoon, Oboe, Trumpet, Vocals
Laura Artus -("Bed of Mercury" only) Vocals, Electric Guitar

All songs written by Jeffrey Popiel, with the exception of "Walls of Love", in collaboration with Stephanie Unverricht.

Engineered by Reilly Forbes
Mixed by Reilly Forbes and Jeffrey Popiel
Mastered by Kristian Montano

Album artwork by Jeffrey Popiel

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Track Name: Concept of a Knife
Walking through the grass I found a thousand dreams,
few fond of my memories.
Cycle through my empty mind,
one heart and truth you'll find.

Count the seconds, there's so much time
every moment, your heart decides
to be near mine.

and there's something that I'd like to say,
I need to more than I want you.
I know it's there,
I just don't know if I truly care.

It's not love, yes I swear,
it's not hate or despair.
It's not your friendship, it's someone else's,
another one's I feel,
I need to be near.

Slowly flowing masses of my deepest thought,
fade away when it gets too hot.
I know you'll be there just to be so kind,
but there's another one who's on my mind.

Fight the pressure, you're still alive.
Just replace it, within your mind,
you'll be alright.

and there's something that I'd like to share,
you need it more than I want you,
it's so unfair,
it's that I played you for a fool.
Track Name: Walls of Love
I found love in the walls of hatred,
trapped inside with all those lies, and
I found love in the walls of hatred,
I could hardly recognize

Hyeah, it happened to get away from me.
Hyeah, it travelled across the Bering sea.
Hyeah, it managed escape so perfectly.
Hyeah, I'd be happy if it would ever be right there for me, hyeah.

I found walls in the love of hatred,
built so tall, ten stories high, and
I climbed the walls in the love of hatred,
to see what was inside.

Observed the guilty mirages.
Observe dégoûté visages.
I feel revolting feelings.
I watch as you shed your peelings.

Tore down the walls in the love of hatred,
brick by brick it all comes down.
Walls are weak when you build with hatred.
It's no longer surrounding you.

I found love in the walls of hatred,
trapped inside with all those lies, and
I found love in the walls of hatred,
I found hate in the walls of love. . .
Track Name: The Storm
She caught me in the storm,
and all the waters crawled solid on my skin.
She caught me in the storm,
and then I brought her back home to Earth again,
but it's too late to be informed, oh oh oh, it's too late to be informed.
It's too late to be informed, oh oh oh, it's too late to be informed.

Even though you love me, I can't walk with you.
The way you want me, you'll just have to let it go.
I say it's true. What will you do?
You've gotta take my word,
you've gotta take my word,
you've gotta take my word. . .

As you dissolve, my folding arms are empty once again.
Just spoken words in my hands,
but maybe in my dreams we'll find,
maybe in my dreams. . .

I caught her in the storm,
I saw her body, she melted from within.
A splash upon my face,
my eyelids open, I was back on Earth again.
Track Name: Bed of Mercury
One beating heart lays on the bed
of molten cold mercury, fifteen degrees.
It swells at the rate of your stride
and this is the reason the blood runs so high.

Too many faults; not enough reason to pull of the mask.
All that he wants; just to be loved by your side in the end.

Take all you need, you know that he wants you.
How much is enough before you let go?
Surrounded, invisible darkness awaits as he leaves.
Salts of soda, they've inflated his dream,

dream,

dream of an all encompassed life he'd never known.
Dream of a fiery passion like the one that's gone.
That for him would always be just a dream, just a dream.

Too many faults; not enough reason to pull of the mask.
All that he wants; just to be loved by your side in the end.

Slowly been shown out the door, and fought all the way,
he had been there, but he couldn't stay.
Hoping, though he wouldn't pray, there was no room to pray.

Too many faults; not enough reason to pull of the mask.
All that he wants; just to be loved by your side in the end.