All That Keeps Us Together

by Tereu Tereu

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1.	Perpetual Motion 04:11	lyrics	buy track

2.	All That Keeps Us Together 03:46	lyrics	buy track

3.	Beyond The Coast 04:37	lyrics	buy track

4.	Cheers 02:53	lyrics	buy track

5.	Wax 03:21	lyrics	buy track

6.	Neal Cassady 03:26	lyrics	buy track

7.	Cage Was Right 03:21	lyrics	buy track

8.	Building Symmetry 03:40	lyrics	buy track

9.	The Skeptic 03:12	lyrics	buy track

10.	Goodnight 02:46	lyrics	buy track

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released June 1, 2009

Ryan Little - Vocals, Guitar
Ross Marshall - Percussion, Vocals
Adam Bray - Bass, Tambourine
Matt Bradshaw - Trumpet, Keyboard

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Produced, engineered, mixed, and mastered by
Devin Ocampo

All songs written by Tereu Tereu

Dave Holt - Additional Engineering
Carol Bui - Additional Vocals on Track 1 and 3
Ed Dickerson - Violin on Tracks 1, 2, 3, and 8
Nathan Masters - Bari and Tenor Sax on Tracks 4 and 7
Jason Frank - Additional Guitar on Track 4

Erin Hall - Art Direction
Shervin Lainez - Photography
Ian Soper - Graphic Design

ATKUT was recorded in 2008 at The Inner Ear, Silver Sonya, The Shedudio, The Treehouse, and UMW's Music Department. ATKUT was mixed at The Treehouse and mastered at Silver Sonya.

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Noisy prog-pop by Brendan Polmer and Ryan Little.

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Track Name: Perpetual Motion: This is the extra ordinary
daily constant sacrifice.
This is the super in the natural
dying of a satellite.

The sky, unending,
is rife with change;
and the taste,
so sharp it cuts the tongue,
it screams and sings alive.

[Too bright, too loud, too late, too much;
We were spinning for a long time]

This is the red birth of the morning,
as the night fades into dawn.
This is the way we warm our faces
on the pyre of the stars.

The sky, unending,
is rife with change;
and the taste,
so sharp it cuts the tongue,
it screams and sings alive.

[Too bright, too loud, too late, too much;
We were spinning for a long time]

In the field by the campus,
our hands couldn't hold
the secrets we found there,
electric and young.
In the light of the evening,
just outside of the car,
perpetual motion
destroyed by the sun.
Track Name: All That Keeps Us Together: Try and try and try again,
but daggers never saved anyone;

The blade it only breaks the skin
and severs all that it holds in.

All that keeps us together
and all that keeps them apart
is heritage and whether
the lines we draw will part.

Fighting fires with a torch
defends a house of doublethink;

The hero never safe remains,
he falls and burns himself again.

All that keeps us together
and all that keeps them apart
is heritage and whether
the lines we draw will part.

All that keeps us together
when all else falls apart,
it's not a boastful anthem,
it's not a victory march;

All that keeps us together
when all else falls apart
Is grace that holds and weathers
The darkest winner's heart.

These failed quests for glory,
Sir, when will they end?
It's the same disgraceful story
when big kids play pretend.
Track Name: Beyond The Coast: Give me a song,
a tone for every word that I've said wrong.

I know it's a lot,
but it's all I know, maybe it's all I've got.

I swear I'll get it right,
My skiff is trailing; lungs brace for a fight.

Give me a shot,
I can bring it back, I can bring it all back home.

Beyond the coast,
and the friends who've seen me fuck it up the most.

I swear I'll get it right,
My skiff is trailing; lungs brace for a fight.

Here is my conviction,
a nautical addiction,
a funny sort of fiction.

Here is my confession,
Santiago's imputation,
an ecstatic exclamation.

Let your voice ring out through the endless night.

[I can see the big cats on the shore
their backs getting warmed by the sun
I can hear the waves crashing down
And it's all I want]
Track Name: Cheers: It's like when you first learn to walk,
you can't help but fall down.

It's like when you first learn to talk,
Your mouth cannot form the sound.

So raise your glass, lift it up.
Drink to your past, quaff your cup.
It's not over.

It's like when you first learn to swim,
your feet cannot touch.

It's like when you first began,
everything seemed much too much.

So raise your glass, lift it up.
Drink to your past, quaff your cup.
It's not over.

So raise your glass, lift it up.
Drink to your past, quaff your cup.
It's not over.
Track Name: Wax: Wax nostalgic
‘till the moon is tired of your photographs.
Memories: they don’t warm your heart,
they just burn the skin.

Close your eyes,
It’s time for bed.
Look inside,
It’s in your head.

Close your eyes,
It’s time for bed.
Look inside,
It’s not there.

Ghost in the mirror staring back at you,
what have you become?
Sigh as you might,
you can never go back to where you come from.

Close your eyes,
It’s time for bed.
Look inside,
It’s in your head.

Close your eyes,
It’s time for bed.
Look inside,
It’s not there.
Track Name: Neal Cassady: I'm gonna pack it up:
Every loose thread and tear in the lining of my hand-me-down, winter coat.
I'm gonna pack it up:
Every smear of ink and lead in the journal I've been writing in since '94.

And it might sound crazy, but so am I.
These are the thoughts that keep me up at night.
And it might sound out of place, but so am I.
The rent it might get paid but I'm not getting by.

I've about had enough
living for a house, a yard, and a mailbox; a sky-blue place in Florida.
I've about had enough
living for the safe, suburban compromise.

And it might sound crazy, but so am I.
This house is not a home, it's an alibi.
And it might sound out of place, but so am I.
The rent it might get paid, but this is not my life.

I won't settle,
I won't settle down.
I won't shut my eyes.
Track Name: Cage Was Right: I've lost 100 friends already.
I'll lose 100 more if I have my way,
so lets hope I don't.

I think they're better off without me.
Still I hope we meet at a dive for a drink someday,
or we say we will.

It's the silence that keeps us holding on.
It's just the thought of what's already gone.

Sentiment: it overflows until I can't recall
The faces or numbers buried behind velvet fog.

It's the silence that keeps us holding on.
It's just the thought of what's already gone.

Are you a phantom limb?
Are you a melody defined by your own absence?
It's a terminal thought:
Did I forget to lift you up, or did you let go?
Track Name: Building Symmetry: I can picture you and I in everything
Architectured body in a timber frame
I'm the doorway hoping you open the same
Waking softly you and I in everything

I am building symmetry and opening
Windows freezing, breathing out engine steam
Indigo ink filling out a paper ream
Wondering at you and I in everything

I can picture you and I
Where we're going, I don't mind

I am northbound staring at a pigeon wing
Visionary colors on a stop light
Skyline opens reddish-orange into white
I am star-struck you and I in everything

Gripping tightly, you and I in everything
Simmering still, you and I in everything
Coffee's cold now, you and I in everything
Radiating, you and I in everything

If my hands forget to touch you
tell me I'm moving too fast
If my fingers forget what they're feeling
tell me I'm moving too fast
Track Name: The Skeptic: I swear my stomach’s gaping wide open;
Nothing that I’m eating ever stays in.

There’s nothing you can say.

Where is my point of reference
That never falters when I doubt?
And is this thought worth having,
Or am I better off without?

I swear I’m suffering from elephant skin;
Nothing that’s touching me ever sinks in.

There’s nothing you can say.

Where is my point of reference
That never falters when I doubt?
And is this thought worth having,
Or am I better off without?

Where is my point of reference
That never falters when I doubt?
And if I ever find one,
What will I complain about?
Track Name: Goodnight: Goodnight, Goodnight my lover
Sleep tight beneath the moonbeams
Goodnight, Goodnight my lover
We'll meet again in our dreams

So long ago we met
Longer still will we be
Together 'till the sun won't set
we'll meet again in our dreams

Goodnight, Goodnight my lover
Sleep tight beneath the moonbeams
Goodnight, Goodnight my lover
We'll meet again in our dreams