We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

The Fourth Wall E​.​P.

by The Rose Cult

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Immediate download of 6-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. File includes alternate album artwork.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

1.
Wait We're not ready to escape. The weight of the world is in your mind There's a weapon in your mind Can't you feel the stars? They're on your skin. You will sleep A heavy sleep And we will wash our hands in blood. Space Oh, the space that you can taste. Can't you feel the weight? It's crashing down With a little dying sound. 'Til all the policeman gather 'round. You will sleep A heavy sleep And all the streets will run red with love. You will sleep A heavy sleep And we will wash our hands in blood. You will sleep A heavy sleep And we will reap our seeds from the mud.
2.
Took a walk down to Sanguine Hill Where the body of my baby is buried still But they won't let me see her, they won't let me in Cause I forsaked her way back when Memories of her silken hair Drive me deeper into a deep despair But they found the knife, yeah they found the gun And that's the fate that the weavers spun Now I'm here with a broken heart I broke it myself, it was broke from the start But if I were alive, instead of you Then my spirit would rise to you
3.
We conjured up those ghosts We covered up our tracks While they were dancing with the ghosts of our imagination We were dancing behind their backs Dancing behind their backs. We gathered them all up We sent them to the court We hired those crooks and we hired those liars To make sure they're coming up short Make damn sure they're coming up Short We strolled down to the store Made damn sure our hands were clean You know we made them false idols and sold them half price Just to get our share of their green Our fair share of their Green
4.
I got one foot on the pedal My hand is on the driving wheel And I don't know who is in the driver's seat But he sure does look like me. And he ain't gonna stop driving til I Get back, back up on my feet. I done broke a mirror Seven years bad luck and a bloody hand. But I'd rather bleed for nothing Than to not know who I am If I put it back together, I might not know who is in there looking back. I found a new hole this morning In the bottom of my leather boot But I've been wearing them for years And I do not let others walk inside my shoes. Makes me think there's someone else Looking through the same eyes that I look through.
5.
We know things change. We show it on our face. Even though we've had better days We can make a great escape. We're living in a daze. We know we're living in a haze. Even though we've had better days We can make a great escape. I can't blame you for the changing colours of leaves. We can make a great escape.
6.
I was there, at the instant of your death. I cried as you broke the fourth wall. I did not see a single tear upon your cheek-you knew you were in for better things. Don't cry now, we're almost home. The pain that you feel is only temporary. Do not shed a tear. We're almost there. If only you would come back here and get me. Stand above your grave. Do lilies grow in Hades? The answer is as absent as your presence. The trees whisper the truth-this was not your early ending. But it seems that you've made an early exit. I won't cry now. I'm almost home. I'll trade my body in for something new. I won't shed a tear. I'm almost there. Would there be cause to mourn if I should join you? Stand upon the bridge. Does poison taste like heaven? The river brings the answer to my soul. "Listen to us child. Death is not given lightly, but we understand if you'd like to join the crowd. Come over if you wish. We'll only tell you this. Mortality is a double sided mirror. We do not shed a tear, or feel the pang of fear. And if you broke the glass it would be much clearer. There is one last thing we'll say, then we must be on our way. We do not often deal with flesh and bone. But the lost soul that you seek is not fully out of reach. It rests nearby in a statue made of stone." You'll be alright, darling. You'll be alright. Someday you will tell me all about life.

about

What people are saying about The Fourth Wall:

"Christopher Pratt is an acoustic folk artist with just the right amount of blues and psychadelicness mixed in...You get raw emotion, not hiding behind too much production and for this reason I think in the future he would be a great live act to watch." - RideTheTempo.com

"Mostly plain folk, with some blues and some light psychedelic glitter. It has some really good moments." (Received a 7/10 rating) - DyingForBadMusic.com

"Christopher Pratt writes songs that one would enjoy to sit an listen to alone, and then cannot wait to [tell] someone about the great sound they found. This is an artist that makes good first impressions." - Paul Ruth, TheIndependentMusicScene.com

credits

released August 6, 2010

Recorded at Rochambeaux Studios in Hazel Park, MI. Produced by Patrick Davy. All songs engineered and mixed by Andrew Davis.

All songs written by Christopher Pratt.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

The Rose Cult Detroit

contact / help

Contact The Rose Cult

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like The Rose Cult, you may also like: