See It Thru EP

by Purmamarca

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released August 30, 2012

songs written and produced by Ryan Henry except
"Cliff" written by Mark Ayesh, Brandon Kyle Goodman, Audrey Hailes, & Ryan Henry

Ryan Henry (guitars, vocals, piano)
Martin Endahl Jöergensen (drums)
Justin Goldner (bass)
TC Hennes (vocals, See It Through)
Luke Krafka (cello)
Manon Parent (violin)
Jake Henry (trumpet)

recorded at HAUS1025, Bushwick, Brooklyn by Ryan Henry
mixed & mastered by Colin Alexander
artwork by Jon Campolo

Special thanks to Hannah, Elon, Jonathan, & Bryan Wade Keller, Jr. & SoftSpot

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Purmamarca Brooklyn, New York

"Melodies that creep in and take up residence inside your mind" - The Line of Best Fit

"A rhythmic masterpiece, matching brilliant vocals with delicate guitar work." - Impose Magazine

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Track Name: Cliff
standing on my cliff
it's my own personal cliff
should I jump or keep standing?

want to plunge off my cliff
my own personal cliff
the goal is not die
but to land in you

twirling on my toes
not a ballerina
I'm just not good at planting my feet

had one of those times when the ground broke and I fell
saved my strength; saved by my walls when I fell
it was a close call
such a close call
cause I was planted in love

it's my own personal cliff
I see you at the bottom
but would you catch me?
would you hold me?
Track Name: See It Thru
feel your hands run across my back
like a bullet made of damp lilac
I want to see it through
I want to see it through

flowers squandered by the cold, hard rain
landed on the dirt from which they came
whispering as they fly:
“I don’t want to say goodbye”

I’ll just keep on walking
to a place I’ll never know
while everyone keeps talking
about how it’s supposed to go

love makes even strong men bend and break
your love makes my steady dreaming shake
I want to see it through
I want to see it through

i’ll just keep on walking
to a place I’ll never know
while everyone keeps talking
about how it’s supposed to go
Track Name: On the Road
windowpanes where dust had long amassed
children’s toys; walls lined with photographs
of days that have come; days that have passed
I left my home on my one and own behalf

on the road, there’s no guide to show
on the road, I hear a voice that knows
night calls, oh, father,
night falls on me
on the road

in my town nothing is handed to you
you win a round yet no payment’s due
from dealer or god or someone you knew
all you have are mornings to wake anew

on the road, there’s no guide to show
on the road, I hear a voice that knows
night calls, oh, brothers,
night falls on me
on the road