The Family Plots

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released April 7, 2017

John Sfara - Lead Vocal, Rhythm Guitars, Bass Guitar (10)
James Colvin - Bass Guitar, Backing Vocals (2, 8), Lead Vocal (10, coda 12)
Robert Mays - Lead & Textural Guitars, Glockenspiel (8), Backing Vocals (8)
Alexander Kruszewski - Piano, Organ, Synthesizers, Additional Guitars (2, 6), Bass Guitar (11), Xylophone (10), Vocal Harmonies

All Drums Arranged by Matt Fusiek & Nathan Read, Performed by Nathan Read
Woodwinds Composed & Arranged by Alexander Kruszewski (4, 11)
Strings Composed & Arranged by Alexander Kruszewski (4, 12) and Robert Mays (4, 8)
Featuring the voice of Erin Regan (2, 6, 8, 10)

Additional Vocals: Katie Anderson (3, 6), Rachel Cooperstein (6)
Flute: Katie Rice & Aryana Misaghi (4, 11)
Oboe: Mary Riddell (4, 11)
Clarinet: Sydney Blefko (4), Jonathan Hilgendorf (11)
Bassoon: Jacob Kohut (4, 11)
Violins: Mike Solarczyk (8), Paymaneh Parhami & Kimiya Haghighi (12) Cello: Frances Derge (8, 10)
Contrabass: Genevieve Mays (4, 8)
Latin Percussion: Rodrigo Oyola Zapata (3, 5)
Sampling, Programming, and all other Weirdness: John, Alex, & Robert

Recorded by John Sfara
Drum tracking by Ben Hirsch
Additional tracking for "Styrofoam" by Matt Fusiek, Ben Hirsch, & Joe DeCesare
Mixed & Produced by The Family Plots
Mastered by Mike Monseur at BIAS Studios

Art by Eunbi "Hannah" Son



DEDICATED TO

Sean Meyers
&
Olga Alida Sfara


Our most sincere and heartfelt thanks to everyone who gave of their time, talent, and heart to the making of this record:
To Past Members - Emily Guagliardi, Matt Fusiek, Jon Flanders, Eli Roberts, Spencer Leach, Frances Derge, Emilie Toler, Cyd Birch, Sam Carolla;
To Mojdeh and Gus Rezaeipour, Nicole Morris, Cody Taven Jones, Michael Pereira, Sojourner Gleeson, and Reis DeBrunye;
To the Soundry, Epicure Café, and everyone who made those hallowed halls a home - for being a beautiful thing against all odds.



Songs & Music Published by The Family Plots. © 2017. All Rights Reserved

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Track Name: Tigerlily
She was born under an iron cross,
With a tiger lily mother,
Always beating her chest.
And her father sat in the corner,
With his shot gun eyes,
Wait for anything to make him lose his mind.
Did you ever lose your mind?
We lost our minds.
So don't be ashamed.

Here in the mountain village home,
She washed his face,
Dressed in grey lace.
And from the whispering dome,
The echos called for a wing-id thing,
To carry his bones,
She carried his bones,
We carried you home
So don't be a fool.

She was born under an iron cross,
With a tiger lily mother,
Always beating her chest.
Track Name: Spider's Milk
You want to be near me,
But only to bask in the light,
An object of love for a thousand eyes.
The prophets send warnings,
A billowing omen in the sky,
Even a fool could read the signs.

I am not a lonely doll,
Nor a trophy to be won
And just because you want something,
Doesn't mean you get to be king.

Cold blood in the morning,
A filthy reminder of the night,
When my fingers touched your spine.
The prophets send warnings,
A billowing omen in the sky,
Even a fool could read the signs.
Track Name: Copper Girl
Don't believe in anything anymore,
And God is a dagger, sharp and ready for war.
If you're hearing things kinda creepy or sort of strange,
Is it me or you, I don't know who's more deranged?

Sorrow like a lottery,
It picked us out for misery,
And I'm sorry that you're tired
I'm pining for a copper girl.

Wish I wasn't you and you weren't me,
That is we're still the same with different lives or destinies.
And if you believe in things, kinda silly or sort of strange
Is it me or you, I don't know who's more deranged?

Sorrow like a lottery,
It picked us out for misery,
And I'm sorry that you're tired
I'm pining for a copper girl
I'm pining for a copper girl
I'm pining for a copper girl.
Track Name: Deer And The Locust
Make your bed and bury your friends,
You'll know what they mean when your dead.
And wash your hands to make amends,
But we all heard what you said.

High,
Low,
Lay next to me if I get cold.
And I,
Know,
These lies that you told,
I choose to ignore,
So please close the door.

Breaking bread with the honored dead,
They're laying their hands on your chest.
And doctor said the deer ticks have fed,
As the locusts chime in your head.

High,
Low,
Remember me when it gets cold.
And I,
Know,
These lies that you told,
I choose to ignore,
So please close the door.
Track Name: Sister Erin
Sister Erin what's the news,
Are you still wearing your Sunday shoes,
And I hope you're not feeling blue,
These days it's best to not have much to lose.
And bad karma fills your veins,
And those who wronged us we know their names,
So don't feel dirty for all their crimes,
They'll get what's coming it's only a matter of time.

And we're gonna live by the ocean,
Tell me nothing's wrong
Ignore that sirens' song.
And we're gonna start a commotion,
They'll throw us to the wolves,
But the wolves have had their fill.
And we know that a sacrifice is due,
We got bitter blood running through and through,
Better me than you.
So tell me nothing's wrong,
Ignore that sirens' song.

I loved you long ago,
And I wanted you to know,
That all that we are,
Is a fraction of a shard,
Waiting in line,
Calling your mom.
Track Name: Styrofoam
Styrofoam like our paper hearts keeping in the cold,
Want you to know but I bite my tongue and do as I told,
I guess I'm shy, don't know why I'm not in your eyes.

And it's a poor wind,
That will never change,
Break your window panes,
And shake us to the frames.

Biting your tongue,
But I don't care,
That your circuits are bare and you don't come.
Blood in your gums,
The devil sign,
Is etched in your eyes twenty one golden lies.
And I don't need anyone,
To make my tea,
I'll burn the leaves and see the Styrofoam.
Track Name: Do You Want To See The Scar?
So you found a new boy,
Willing to be tamed,
But he's a fool,
To love you just the same.
Near Gideion's grave,
With me we laid,
But I's a fool,
For thinking that you could,

Change from grey to green,
For a posy that's been washed up down the the stream,
Dashed upon the stones of a river so deep,
It's cutting out my heart,
Do you wanna see the scar?

So we came together,
In the garden of your rose,
Your breast exposed to the midnight snow.
No poet's lips,
Could wake you from this repose,
And try as you might to hide,
But everybody

Knows just what you are,
A liar and a thief who stole the star,
From the highest tree in a forest so dark,
It's cutting out my heart
Do you wanna see the scar
Oh no.
The scar,
Oh no no no no no.
Track Name: Paved With Graves
You say you want to live life in the pocket,
But you lit it too early and your soul’s a bottle rocket.
Just like me you’re shrugging off extinction,
With a single blink you think we might be on a mission.
Dialing the vision, undoing the long division,
Meet you at the tiny diner ‘til we find a better home.
Another wagon chase scene, another moth to the moon,
Another road paved with graves,
Mankind’s a wrecking ball that will fuck up your name,
Another sounds the same.

We are,
Conjoined black holes,
With a generic sense of cool.
And we are going
Home.

There’s a spirit hanging over your bed,
A conscious breeze blowing right through our head.
A billion thoughts that refuse to admit they’re dead,
About the girl who still thinks that she’s doomed never to wed.
Meet me at the tiny diner ‘til we find a better home, 
There’s so much for us to learn just acting casual. 
Coincidences making sense as long as the fences are thrown, 
Breath in summer in the sky,
Two more moths to the moon.

Because we are
Conjoined
Black holes
With souls who’s
Clouds part like the crowds
Who are going
Home.

Your soul is a bottle rocket. 
I’ll try not to steal your bang,
just to hide in my locket.
Track Name: Daisy Chain
Laid you down,
With a broken heart and a rusted crown,
But we believed in fire,
So we left you here to drown.
Dressed in white,
A mountain king in the endless night,
But we believed your lies,
As you buried us alive.

And we did our best for you,
Know it wasn't much but that's nothing new.
And we did our best for you,
We had our fingers crossed but that's nothing new.

Dawn comes slow,
The pavement's where we watched it grow,
We couldn't see it's eyes,
As it buried us alive.
Wrote us down,
Paper plates designed our fate,
So we became the fire,
And left it here to drown.

And they did their worst to you,
They had their fingers crossed hiding from view.
And we did our best for you,
I know it wasn't much but that's nothing new.
Track Name: Hold On
I once heard an old man say,
It's not what you are but what you ain't.
That will keep you up at night,
And break your heart when you awake.
And I saw your plea of shame,
Why's the world full of so much pain,
Well it might seem that way,
But you know it's not always the case.
Because in between the rivers of blood,
Sometimes you get a break.
So do something beautiful,
And try to find your place because.

You've got to hold on,
While you can,
Find someone to treat you right,
And take love by the hand.
You've got to hold on,
While you can,
The gates of hell may open wide,
But all that matters child is where you stand.

Seven daggers from seven thieves,
Pierced my father in the street.
And his blood came quick and clean,
Rubies shining on the seats.
Of the car where he died,
As I watched the shadows leave his eyes.
And he couldn't speak,
But I think I knew his mind.
Watch over your mother son,
And long may you run because.

You've got to hold on,
While you can,
Find someone to treat you right,
And take love by the hand.
You've got to hold on,
While you can,
The gates of hell may open wide,
But all that matters child is where you stand.