Nowhere to Go

by Light Skits

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Unlike "Nooks and Crannies," this EP is the product of a band, not an individual. As we played together more and more, these songs evolved. We believe they are the best 9-ish minutes of music we have put together thus far. Hope you enjoy!

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released August 22, 2013

Left guitar/vocals: Sam Goodwin
Right guitar: Tyler Ambrosius
Bass: Ernest Whitfield
Drums: Brandon Lett

Organ on "Scott and Everett" by Andrew Nabuco

Tracked and mixed by Sam Goodwin
Mastered by Sam Goodwin and Mike Creager

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Track Name: Scott and Everett
Hey!
How many lives are clenched between my fragile hands?
I'll take you with me.
Hey!
The truth is in the trees or maybe in my knees.
I'll take you away.
When can I have fun again? And when can I be young again?
The clock is only chasing lies.
Not one word has ever gotten me closer to how I want to be.
What's that really say?

We'll act out our light skits until dust turns back to man.
Track Name: Spawning
I'm that salmon swimming upstream, looking so mean at you.
Live to die for glorious strife, husband and wife, it's true.
Glass eye. Glass eye.
Retry. Big sigh.

You will see hope!
You will see life!
You will see me!
You will see!

Let's go home, this place can't be owned, there's nothing left here for me.
Why keep on just to be strong, just to say that we're free?
Glass eye. Glass eye.
Retry. It's time.

You will see hope!
You will see life!
You will see me!
You will see!
Track Name: Waterfall
I spent one week under the Mexican sun
thinking about doing without.
Gratuity that I could use myself.
Times can change, but not with age.

Derive beside the sun inside myself.
Watching thoughts become naughts.
Infinitely I circle round again.

Every night I beg to leave one more time.
(Knowing balances un-knowing)
Inside the greenest limousine with no one
(Backtalk balances the silence)
I want my mind to be old without my body being cold.
(Is there space for love?)
Wisdom passes from the ones who survive.
I'm a gold-leafed killer with a penchant for life.

Just this one time let's stretch ourselves to our plans.
Doing time and doin' fine.
Peter tells Paul, "This shit is going insane."
Ring a bell, alone in hell.

With God as Niagra each thought a stone fighting under the flow.
Man from Earth, Earth from heaven til we all drift below.
At the center of my soul there lies a morbid, black cell
holds my architecture, paintings, and music,
and I wait there as well.

Every night I beg to leave one more time.
(Knowing balances un-knowing)
Inside the greenest limousine with no one
(Backtalk balances the silence)
I want my mind to be old without my body being cold.
(Is there space for love?)
Wisdom passes from the ones who survive.
I'm a gold-leafed killer with a penchant for life.