Former Friends

by Relatives

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released 02 May 2014

words and music by ian mclellan davis and katie vogel
orchestral arrangements by ian mclellan davis
drum parts, bass parts, and keyboard parts written by the individuals who played them; ian chang, spencer zahn, and ross edwards respectively

produced by tom tierney, ian mclellan davis, and adam schatz
mixed by tom tierney
mastered by alex saltz at aps mastering

recorded at the bunker, spaceman sound, and 334 Gates
sessions at the bunker engineered by john davis and kahil nayton

digital cover art by david foarde
download cards letter-pressed by meghan forbes at the arm

vocals: katie vogel, ross edwards, and ian mclellan davis
guitar/mandolin: ian mclellan davis
piano/organ/rhodes/keyboard: ross edwards
drums: ian chang
bass: spencer zahn
tenor saxophone: andrew mulherkar
trumpet: zubin hensler & riley mulherkar
trombone: willem de koch & andy clausen
violin: rebekah durham
viola: elisse roche
cello: char prescott
female back up singers: stephanie leke, carah naseem, and lindsay walsh
backup vocals and electronics on "love me": adam schatz

special thanks to sasha arutyunova, jacob blumberg, meghan forbes, kris nolte, dan knobler, jon seale, booker stardrum, jeremy gustin, thomas white, alex mead-fox, ryan schumann, devin washburn, jason burger, and matt wohl

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Track Name: Rainy Days
we are the rainy days
we are the salted earth
a holy roman come-what-may
void of mirth

we don't give holidays
we're stiff, starched, collared shirts
we will fashion mud from dirt

we will not seek catharsis
until the clouds subside
be still for what will befall us
has naught to do with spite

we are the rainy days
we are the salted earth
a holy roman come-what-may
void of mirth

we're clogged up sewer drains
we are a can of worms
we are leaden chips of paint
Track Name: Love Me
love me like a brother
you can love me like a son
you can love me however you want
as long as it don't stop

i set out from new orleans
you better hope i didn't know

love me

came into my house one thursday morn
and i cried out "hello!"
you were in the bedroom door
and i was home

morning turned to afternoon
we were shivering beneath the sun

love me
Track Name: Faber
if i was younger
i'd have the heart
to be smarter
and sweeter
to tell you
to leave i'm a jug of wine
for a long time
i was bitter

in pines i linger
by the church i wonder
how you fare
with virility
i'd make
a move i'm not a sad song
i'm only
a touch of one

in few i'd confide
how my heart strings rode
the bloody tide
i close my eyes
for now
Track Name: Prodigal Son
though just the good son
not for naught the prodigal course
eat well and travel abroad
your wrongs will push you home to
the out-and-out of a father's love

this world is wilderness
it is easy to get lost
he seeks the blackguard sheep
for to sling over his shoulders

decisions we make
are not always
the healthiest ones
but maybe that,
that's what it takes

though just the good son
not for naught the prodigal course
eat well and travel abroad
your wrongs will push you home to
the out-and-out of a father's love

elder with silver coins
should she lose but one she still will
displace the furniture
until she's found her piece (or peace)

though just the good son
not for naught the prodigal course
eat well and travel abroad
your wrongs will push you home to
the out-and-out of a father's love
Track Name: Health Insurance
i can't help it if a cold comes on
i can't pay for what rises up

lay your treasures with mothballs
earthly trials will corrupt
take precaution in case of
sickness or injury

i can't plan for the life in the sky
nor the day when to dust my body shall return

lay your treasures with mothballs
earthly trials will corrupt
take precaution in case of
sickness or injury
sickness or injury
Track Name: Our Days Are Numbered
our days are
our days are numbered
our days are
our days are num--

i've seen the coming of a storm
high winds, high floodlines
i've been away for sometime
but now i'll be returning home soon

our days are
our days are numbered
our days are
our days are num--

how quick the candles melt down
how the moon wanes
word spreads across the state lines
rough tide across the empty black sea