Hazelwood Motel

by Hazelwood Motel

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released December 11, 2007

All vocals by Ed Vierda & Megan Pickerel.
Drums by Patrick Smail.
All songs by written & produced by Ed Vierda(BMI).
All tracks recorded by Ed Vierda except drums on “Erased”, “The
Ruiner”&“Say What You Will” recorded by Scott Harbine at BB Monitor
Studio and drums on “Break Myself In Two”, “Are You Trying To Get
Away”&”Imagined Places” recorded by Tony Lash at Mandible Studio.
Mixed by Tony Lash at Mandible Studio.
Mastered by Mark Guenther at Seattle Disc Mastering.
Cover Art by Megan Pickerel.
contact: info@hazelwoodmotel.org

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Track Name: Erased
Sky's a fading light that's seeming almost bleeding down the rain to me, but I can't stand this dream.
I lie down in a ditch along a road that I drive every day.
I want to be erased from here.
My head is full of useless things that swim around and tell my brain, please won't you forget this life.
I talk to myself like a father, hold my head above the water, stare at a mirror for days and wait until I can see it clear, until I can see this clear.
I lie down in a ditch along a road that I drive every day.
I want to be erased.
Track Name: Not Enough
In the back yard I saw some rain falling from above, making everything in my hands turn to not enough.

While she lies there in her room the shadows dance across the walls, making everything in her head turn to not enough.

On Sunday I called some friends. I asked them for help. We all stood there and watched our love turn to not enough.

It's not enough.
Track Name: Released
I listen to the back seat driver and fall asleep driving through the dreams of you.
Begging you to pull us over and let us out to play, out in the rain.
A baby sleeps inside her mother and a child stares out through the glass. When will this pass?
They're changing faster than this moment takes to turn itself into a dream and then it's released.
And then we're released.