Signal to Noise

by Theft Etiquette

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1.
Buccal 04:41
Walk along the edge of here. To light the fires and show what’s near. This loss of vowel and all that could. The source of all misunderstood. To drop a word a notions ghost. To crush silence to voice, to know. To speak the truth in the open air is all the foul an open dare. A Syllable to cut so clear could not be found it remains concealed. The sound fell short of an other’s ear. With so much unknown there’s so much to fear. In all the noise of a war in sight we lost our ground we lost the fight. If justice has a magnetic pull our words have changed true north for all. With compass broke and voices gone. The loudest mouth is a siren song. The stars above can no longer guide we’ll sail alone for the rest of night. A Syllable to cut so clear could not be found it remains concealed. The sound fell short of an other’s ear. With so much unknown there’s so much to fear.
2.
Piece by piece slowly one by one. This one and zero replaced all this flesh and blood. It took so long for a source to put it all together and we pulled it apart. For a hopeless start. A bloodless heart. A needless part. A cold, calculated state of the art. It’s a fail, a meme, a scene, another proxy dream upload the dope that we all need to feed this growing morbid curiosity. I’m afraid to say that we could be eating each other byte by byte is it so right that a venomous tongue can reach world wide. So many so connected yet so far from one another. The Millions of idle eyes could take the place of a brother. It’s come to this, a screen, so bright, so magnetic. “Whatever” became the battle cry of the green with envy, and apathetic. So many so connected yet so far from one another. The Millions of idle eyes could take the place of a brother. So many so connected yet so far from one another. The scrutiny of a million minds could take the place of a Mother.
3.
Satyagraha 05:46
Sparking the Pyres below combusting the unknown could the ashes foster hope With staunch steady pillars broke upon a flower’s slope could this will remain unprovoked Spirit tell me how to live Cause I got nothing left to give Spirit tell me how to live Cause I got nothing left to give This can’t give in a Mile, a yard, a foot, an inch Absorb their blows despite the aching woes Insight divine to frenzied cudgel shrines We fall they stand their boots on bloodied land Spirit tell me how to live Cause I got nothing left to give Spirit tell me how to live Cause I got nothing left to give With the clouds crashing down and the ground giving out can my soul still be found Spirit tell me how to live Cause I got nothing left to give Spirit tell me how to live cause I got nothing left to give Spirit tell me how to live Cause I got nothing left to give
4.
Pleiades 04:30
Through the veil down to the bone is it soul with the warmth of a stone An intoxicating face Beckoning collective gaze wits left null and void character’s as shallow as lace With the world's ear in whispers throw Is there nothing there to gain but a show. A flock of doves vending love. Another star to chase above. If longing seizes us for sailing the stormy seas like Orion, we’ll chase our lives away for vain and waste all that we see. If this vanity must take everyone of us should we upload and just leave humanity dust. If longing seizes us For sailing the stormy seas. like Orion, we’ll chase our lives away for vain and waste eternity. If longing seizes us to ignore the misty deep. like Orion, we’ll chase our lives away for vain and waste eternity.
5.
We’ve come to rest upon a plain flat point of view Decisions to move or live in an anemic state of new We wake our weary heads from toiled and droughted ground Minds are dry and unaware of pouring skies inbound Rushing on who knows where Because here we rust and the rains collide mid air It’s too soon to tell Rushing on over ground Rushing on Open up the skies above letting the soil below absorb what comes What’s left will carve out the path ahead Washing away the dust and ash of what was said Rushing on who knows where. Because here we rust and the rains collide mid air. It’s too soon to tell Rushing on over ground Rushing on Just one drop can do so much Winding down carving out making it’s way to the sea Why must it be the easy path just from the urge to seek the sea Feeding these wants starving these needs Yet the cycle will never cease
6.
Tailwinds 05:06
A tempest from west to here a hindsight not the best One destined to re-play Repeat and let the young ones take the day What once was so much is now so precious little Dreamt our brains dry this is the the time to try Don’t fail Don’t fail Don’t fail just go go go I could sit down, do the math again but it would turn my head around 20/20 could tell me where I’ve been but I could just end up spinning out of control head so inside out that it would crash into the ground I could stand up do the task at hand and it would keep this mind abound 20/20 focus on what’s ahead and move from beginning A solid soul clear of all doubt that all this past could be let down Tailwinds turning can’t tell the sky from the ground. Tailwinds turning can’t do anything but turn around. Would have could have should have I only found the pattern fast enough just to see it change Heaping weights of yesterday’s regrets that must be tamed Learning is only done with what’s behind living is done with what remains Would have could have should have
7.
The Ebb 04:03
Could the truth be found at the bottom of the barrell Is this as they say something to leave for the birds In broken waves we rush to buy off all our woes Do these actions work or was it just a joke I can’t give in To this heavy tableau A million minds entertained and way too busy to know Could we take the time and read into all the heavy whys Or wave the white flag, tune in and sleep in the comfy guise Reading the scandal sheets Speculate the bleak And collect our fucked up prize Tell me how exactly this could go Will it move on or will it remain a freak show Could we take the time Read the heavy whys Wave the white flag Sleep in the comfy guise Read the scandal sheets Speculate the bleak And collect our fucked up prize
8.
Could we just get a piece of what used to be ours Or should we feel at ease not bearing the weight of such powers Or do we have to take whatever drips below Tell us, can we be or do we have to bow They reserved a nonsense for us They dis-served the concept of trust They erased the the conscious from us They reserved a nonsense for us away In the space between the lines a million miles wide the revisions dispose & wait to conquer and divide With a dollar’s mammoth weight to anchor a buoyant ear In the crumbling middle ground the choices disappear A judgement signed with a pen A a debt payed with tears They reserved a nonsense for us They dis-served the concept of trust They erased the conscious from us They only take the crumbs from the upper crust They Reserve, We die, we serve. The voice is heard and it sees no return. Could we just get a glimpse of what used to be ours Or should we tear out our eyes and forsake our desires Or do we have to lift the weight above our heads Tell us, can we be or not until we’ve bled They Reserved a nonsense for us They dis-served the concept of trust They erased the conscious from us they only take the crumbs from the upper crust They reserved
9.
The Forest 04:02
In the trees can one see the thicket high above our means lying in the deep deep mud The surging waters A fitting place to drown The wailing signals can not be found Saying more to the ones that listen less in the deafening rush of a burning forest Can dialogue make up for all that we take up Could all of the screaming make all of us wake up The blazing bonfire breaks us down The howling hallmark can not be found It all could fall apart we dance on broken hearts It is reckless art ignore the glaring fault of all the captains flaws and just obey the law although you it’s wrong And yet still you sing the song And let it go to the wolves at the door Did it ever dawn that this could be something more The Crashing Culture tells us where to drown The raging inferno Brings ashes down The screaming siren No longer makes a sound
10.
10 Log 10 02:52
Is there a formula To find the answer In all the noise Is it wise To dig for feedback In an abstract impulse Of unseen size

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released February 14, 2017

2016 All rights reserved
Songs Written by: Jim Breau, Casey Hebberd, Brad Summers,
Colby Gile, Adam Rowe

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at Stone Hound Studios

Vocals: Jim Breau, Colby Gile, Casey Hebberd
Drums: Jim Breau
Keys: Sequencing: Jim Breau
Bass: Brad Summers
Guitar: Casey Hebberd & Colby Gile
Mixing & Mastering: Jim Breau

Lyrics: Jim Breau

Artwork: Trevvor Gorman

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Theft Etiquette Kansas City, Missouri

Theft Etiquette is a Progressive rock band from Kansas City, MO. Composed of members:

Jim Breau
Casey Hebberd
Brad Summers
Colby Gile

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