Foma

by Sister City

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This is the first release under the Sister City name. We recorded, mixed, and mastered it in a week and now it's available for free for you. It came out 8/6/2008

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released 06 August 2008

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Sister City Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

If you enjoy Sister City, you’re probably struggling to reconcile a few things. Maybe you like indie rock, but your beard is lackluster. Singer Adam Linder’s beard and mustache do not connect. Maybe you love punk music but struggle with how to integrate it into your real life. Singer Adam Linder once wore a Rancid shirt under his dress clothes to a Bar Mitzvah. ... more

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Track Name: Seat 13A
Calling all passengers
This is the last chance for boarding on this flight
We hope you've said goodbye
To the people you'll be leaving tonight
Secure the plane for takeoff
We'll be next in line
So you can leave your life behind
While we take off into the skies

But what about the people left behind?

"Excuse me miss would you like a drink?"
"Yes, thank you, I'd like the strongest you have
So that I don't have to think
About the people, the places, the things that I've left down there
Yes, in fact I'd like the strongest you make
So that I don't have to care"

But somewhere down on the ground
There's a man in a car and he's thinking out loud

He says tonight, I hope you get the window
And try to enjoy the view
Cause although we will never see each other again
The aisle isn't good enough for you

35,000 feet below
There's a troubled mind in a speeding car
As it's driving through the snow
He looks to the sky and he scans it for plans
And he wonders why every time's always the same
He gets into his car
And he drives to the nearest bar

"Excuse me sir, would you like a drink?"
"Yes, thank you, I'd like the strongest you have
So that I don't have to think
About my girlfriend, the one in the sky, in the plane
Who will probably never remember my name
Yes in fact, I'd like one more
Yeah in fact, I'd love one more

So the man, he says his goodbyes
He staggers around and he falls to the ground
And he screams into the sky

Tonight, I hope you get the window
And try to enjoy the view
Cause although we will never see each other again
The aisle isn't good enough for you

3000 miles seems pretty far
But in a storybook it wouldn't be this hard
Yeah there'd always be a happy ending
But it's not a myth and it's not a play
And I've never ever felt this way
Cause there is no happy ending

Tonight, I hope you get the window
And try to enjoy the view
Cause although we will never see each other again
The aisle isn't good enough for you
Track Name: Happy Anniversary
Lying lovers tethered by a wire
Dangling from a web woven by a spider
You keep me warm like timberwood in fire
I've been fucking up so much, you say it makes you tired
And your lips expell the single word "uninspired"

You say "take my hand and follow to improvement
You're blind enough to not see what I'm doing
So quiet down -- imagine you're persuing
One of the packaged dreams I say I can see you in
And here's a phrase to help you manage your delusion

Say we are more, we are more, we are more
So what's all the arguing for?
We are more, we are more, we are more
Forever you are mine and I am yours

The dinner table's set, I made you coffee
It's the least that I could do for how good you treat me
I appreciate the constant commentary
And the suggestions to make mer better you've been sharing
And I'm sure these doubtsI have are temporary

Cause I know that we are more, we are more, we are more
So what's all the arguing for?
We are more, we are more, we are more
Forever you are mine and I am yours

Something that you said today has gotten to my head
I guess you think I've made mistakes choosing who I call my friends
Well let me tell you this, they've been asking since before you called this love
I am not dumb, I have excused too much, and now it's time to make a call

Baby we are more, we are more, we are more
So what's all the arguing for?
We are more, we are more, we are more
Forever you are mine and I am yours

When you said that, we were naked
So I'm not sure if it's true
You say that I think too much
And I know I sometimes do
But I am sure, I are sure, I am sure, you are more
Than anything I was ready for
I am sure, I am sure, I am sure, I am sure
You once were mine; I'm no longer yours
If you are more, you are more, you are more, you are more
Then go get yourself a ticket back up north
I am sure, I am sure, I am sure, I am sure
I miss the kind of life I led before
Track Name: Defense
I have never been bitterer
I'm gargling vinegar
To get this bad taste out my mouth
Just a few things considered
It's getting closer to winter
And I'm starting to bundle up now
So clearly I'm down
With the storm that is brewing
In clouds all consuming with doubt
So ask what I'm doing
Improving my chances with sound

I am making a break
As clean as a chalkboard erased
Mistakes will follow me and try to coax me out
Insane! Inane!
My adjectives are turning into nouns
Without a common thread to tie them down

In defense of my biases
I'm filling with apathy
Implode under northeastern skies
While Orion is laughing
Exacting revenge
On that bull with whom I share a sign
So I turn my gaze down
Stoking the fire
Ascending the pyre
But keeping my eyes to the ground

I'm staying awake
As well as I possibly can
The days are blurring by like an atmospheric haze
Inside my eyes
These daylight hours are putting me to sleep
But it's better than staying so angry

I'm sick of rehashing
These old tired themes
I'm sick of rewriting
Old words I don't mean
I'm sick of the concept
I'm sick of myself
This is me admitting I need to get help

I'm supposed to be happy
I'm supposed to be sound
I'm tired of anxious
I'm tired of down
I need to stop acting
I need a release
If things keep going this way
I'm going to freeze
Track Name: Hopes and Dreams
I once knew a boy with his hand on a bottle
He kept for the end of the day
He would cradle it close to his heart
And explain that it helped keep the demons away
He would drink till he's dizzy and pass out on Wednesdays
And claim that he felt no pain
I made it out from this scene of addiction
But everyone mostly stayed

Hey hey hey

I once knew a boy with his nose to a toilet
And a habit that grew with each day
He was loud and obnoxious
And perfectly cautious to drive every person away
So he turned to a powder to mask all his failures
That managed to numb the pain
I made it out from this scene of distraction
But everyone mostly stayed

Hey hey hey

I once knew a girl with her pants round her ankles
And a different boy every day
She would tell them she loved them
And emptily fuck them till everything went away
She would cry into pillows and write in a diary
"I'd much prefer death to this pain"
I made it out from this scene of depression
But everyone mostly stayed

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey
We are calling for help
Hey hey hey
We can't deal with this by ourselves

Hey hey hey
We are calling for help
No one listens
When we need it
And we need it

I once knew a town with an absence of sunlight
Where the same thing would happen each day
People got burned out and stopped having futures
And watched what they had slip away
It's an American story about an excess of money
And kids who destroy what they've made
I made it out from this scene of destruction
But everyone mostly stayed
Track Name: Kisses and Curses
Call it masochism
Or better yet don't call
I made you my religion
But I'm losing faith in god

Cause I'm in need of answers
For these self-important questions
Like why I keep up patterns
When I should be moving forward
I'm making excuses
For this awkward downward spiral
Of kisses and curses
But mostly just denial

I'm filling up my gas tank
I've got borderlines to cross
You'll wake up in Septemeber
But by August I'll be gone
I've got a future I'm not sure of
In a place colder than this
A toast to new experience
We'll seal it with a kiss

Cause I'm in need of answers
For these self-important questions
Like why I keep up patterns
When I should be moving forward
I'm making excuses
For this awkward downward spiral
Of kisses and curses
But mostly just denial

If you had a nickel
For every time you asked what's wrong and I didn't say a word
You could buy that ticket
You could come up here and visit
We could pretend that nothing went wrong

I keep making decisions
That only bring me backwards
And in the heat of any moment
I can never count on my nerves
And my vocabulary
Only has the wrong words
To deliver that one punchline
I'm done and this is absurd

A song's a great excuse
For an awkward downward spiral
A song's a great excuse
For a life lived in denial