credits: written, produced and performed by Michael Calvaresi and Sean McGuire

guitar solo on Narcissism Kills by Kevin McGuire

lyrics, cover art and concept: Michael Calvaresi

QV2 logo: Marc Boatman

all rights reserved 2012 ©

track list:

consciously streaming

the wolves we feed

childe roland

narcissism kills

the crash

consciously streaming

eclipse of invisible light

upon the oracle of stones

the boy’s mystic eyes drain satellites of burning optics below

realization allows gallows, according to the mutant limp a curse drones searching in spite of their blindness, restore the mighty fist to caress the hip

extending planetary tongue to engross light beyond

climbing the walls of apocalypse spires, searching for the secret crossed memory -lapse wires

twisting spines rise from the soil to find the moon

gospel of night prays to the dawn, expecting recourse and solitude too soon

if all of this not real

then why do I feel this way?

if my energy is not real

then why do I feel this way?

if God is not real

then why do I feel this way?

if love is not real

then why do I feel this way?

I must be crazy

the wolves we feed

oldest friend

I know the dog that follows you

I know the wolves we feed

chasing through green fields

racing the sun to our horizon

I’ve heard the ghost in your basement

I still feel autumn on my cheeks

clouds above taking shapes I see

I dream of a day when

our children will play in green fields and chase the sun to their horizon

we’ll chase our sons to their horizon

oldest friend

Childe Roland

I do not aim with hand, I aim with my eye

I do not shoot with my hand, I shoot with my mind

I don’t kill with my gun, I kill with my heart

don’t forget the face of your father

child Roland to the dark tower came

we are going to fight

we are going to be hurt

and in the end we will stand

even the damned love

child Roland to the dark tower came

and there i will sing all their names

(na na na na na na na na na hey Jude)

child Roland to the dark tower came

and there I will sing all their names

narcissism kills

narcissism kills

live your life through a three inch frame

pull your head up in just enough time to slam the breaks

who did your phone kill today?

better not miss that status update

we’re all so unique we’re so important we’re so beautiful

narcissism kills

God forbid you miss that comment reward yourself with social praise

re-post refresh re-post refresh

live your life through a three inch frame

now I’m no luddite but I will fight for my right to not die by something that is so preventable

nothing can be that important

(I said I wasn’t going to scream or swear on this record)

fuck it! you almost killed her! you almost killed me!

turn off your goddamn phone!