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Of Things To Come​.​.​.

by Alley Eyes

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1.
Night Sirens 04:04
Bottom feeder, Señorita Sing you to the ocean floor Dulcet Fever, at her leisure Rigor mortis past her door Sipping red wine, and in no time Wake up on the esplanade When you look in those eyes, can you feel her inside? Ingénue sic savant Whisky on the rocks at the bedrock cantina Buried southern comfort, with nothing left to do Soft lamp light swims under her whispers As you start to drift under while you stare at the moon First, she beckoned, made you question All you had but didn’t want Her affection, then obsession Locked you in her mortal haunt Evening mistress, tainted lipstick Belladonna of the tongue Sticky business, sans sadistic All that should be left unsung Whisky on the rocks at the bedrock cantina Buried southern comfort, with nothing left to do Soft lamp light swims under her whispers As you start to drift under while you stare at the moon Hold me in your hand and dance me around your finger String me out and leave me high and dry I’ll never forget cuz’ the memory lingers As you walked you out and whistled “I’m so lonesome I could cry”
2.
They soared hand in hand Rejoicing their emancipation Oooooo, their feet never touched the ground She went to go tell her brother He left a voicemail for his mother In their hearts they realized They hated one another Someday they might find The’re quickly running out of time ‘Til all they have to show is nothing at all You say your type Is the one that’s gunna treat you right But if I was you I’d rather die alone She moved through the world Lost to all her expectations Never one to look inside See the man without a spine Cursed until the end of time To never know you’ll never score If you can’t cross the line Someday they might find The’re quickly running out of time ‘Til all they have to show is nothing at all You say your type Is the one that’s gunna treat you right But if I was you I’d rather die alone Ah ooooooo, a star-crossed lover Could never really leave the other Ah ooooooo Rain on a wedding day A sign of promise so they say I’ll just the laugh the time away As they exchange their vows Back bar, drink in hand Grinning till the bitter end Crash and burn right into the ground Someday I might find I’m quickly running out of time ‘Til all I have to show is nothing at all I say my type Is the one that’s gunna treat me right But I’m afraid I might end up alone ~
3.
ACDC Messiah 05:23
Cry, ground yourself and take ahold The wire, rushing through your fingertips, Alive. Grab your knife and jam it deep Inside. Tear your lungs, it makes you wanna Sigh, burns your brain, electrifies your Mind. (Scrambled like eggs, locks up your legs) Fried, broken, shattered, thrown aside and I’m the AC/DC Arc Messiah Real, world so bright with colors you can Feel, (Better than you and you know it too) Heal, time is lost, and you just couldn’t Steal enough to stop from slipping under Rain, fills your mouth and floods you through the Plains, fills you up and drags you down the Drain, out the other side, baptized in Pain, the AC/DC Arc Messiah
4.
I thought we might like it here The leaves rise so high Under the lover’s tree The bleached bones dry Watching the children play But we can’t stay Our time is running out April morning, You’re lying here with with me Late September, we found we could not be Leaves fall, snow grows Will winter’s cold send you running home? Light shining on your face A beautiful design Near the forgotten tree Where the bleached bones lie Lost in this place we made But I can’t stay Our time has run out April morning, You’re lying here with with me Late September, we found we could not be Leaves fall, snow grows Will winter’s cold send you running home? Body electric Fire brand soul Stellar evolution Heart shaped hole Colorama sunrise Brings the shadows at high noon The waves that whip you at your back Are carried by the moon April morning, You’re lying here with with me Late September, we found we could not be Leaves fall, snow grows Will winter’s cold send you running home? That April morning Feels like a dream Like a cancer Spinning endlessly Leaves fall, snow grows A shadow of home I used to know Come running home again Come running home again Come running home again Come running home again Lie next to me Shades of who we used to be Leaves fall, snow grows Wishing you would come back home

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Four Songs. Four Stories. For You...

Of Things To Come... is a collection of the first songs Alley Eyes wrote as a band. Each song is a small piece of the Alley Eyes origin story. This project is for all of you who have been a part of the journey thus far...

This is just the beginning. The title says it all.

Thank you for your love & support. We are sincerely grateful for each and everyone of you.

-Alley Eyes-

credits

released July 22, 2022

Alley Eyes is: Colton Schroetter, Jake Grimes, Matt Ricciardi, & AJ Folino

Produced By: Zach T Fell
Recorded By: Sam La Strapes
Mixed By: Zach T Fell
Mastered By: Gary Tanin

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Alley Eyes Milwaukee, Wisconsin

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓸 𝓑𝓾𝓶𝓹 𝓘𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 || 10/20
MKE Garage Rock & Whimsy 👻🎃⬇️
Will play loud music for forehead kisses

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