Kite Repair

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released 14 February 2015

Kite Repair is/was Morgan Dixon, Michelle Fellows, Erin Murphy, Katie O'Leary, and Courtney Steitz

Songs written by Michelle Fellows and Katie O'Leary
Engineered/mixed/produced by Matthew Emerson Brown
Mastered by John McCaig at Panic Studios
Recorded at Crackle & Pop in Seattle, WA

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Kite Repair Seattle, Washington

Mischievous, unsettled indie.

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Track Name: Recording Messages
I have a song across my lips
it carries on in bodies
and in their movements

I have a rock and blood and bone
to carve the cave walls and the stone
it carries on in my dreams and
worlds unknown mysterious

It carries on in our buildings
It carries on in our breath and in our dealings

We work on recording messages

I have these fingers and these feet
they claw and clamber oh how they
travel and surprise me
they leave behind my faltering for all to see

I have a mind that becomes
a word a tome to build a reason
but no matter how much i can say
there’s never enough ink or memory

We work on recording messages
We work on recording messages
Track Name: Bunny Soup
We will follow you to the kitchen
and hop into the steaming cauldron
we will follow you to the dining room
and lay across your plate
And we'll have no self to turn to
but we'll have it made

We are bunny stew!

You are serving us for our dinner
we eat and we choke
we keep growing, growing thinner
we save a bite for you
And we'll have no self to turn to
but we'll have it made

We are bunny stew!
We are bunny stew!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh what a grand feast!
We are so light, light on our lucky feet!
Track Name: How to Walk on Water
How to walk on water --
best to do it in the winter
by the way of constellations
in a warm and wooly coat
and if the surface is supporting
and you must take his hand
let ice be your foundation
let love be your salvation

How to walk on water --
if you wait until the summer
when the water's wetter
it's hard to hold him close
'cause as he slides beneath the surface
he needs no land to stand on
splash of emancipation
your cry distant distraction!
Track Name: Education Brother
This is education, brother. We are heading up the river.
This is education, brother. We are heading up the river.

Forget windfall orchards, low hanging plums,
full bellies and idle thumbs

Look here, I want to show you something,
it's all I've got, so you should know
Mine is no ordinary gumption
this salvaged ego, overblown

This is education, brother. We are heading up the river.
This is education, brother. We are heading up the river.

So you can rake your fingers through the soil
and I'll comb for lessons as you toil

We'll build and rake and chop and dig
into the world that we desire
And I know just how to freeze
a mind that once was fire

And I can set alight a mind that I have frozen
to burn it back to the blackest soil and salvage all the ruins
So I can revel in the wreckage
So I can revel in the wreckage

Can you taste the smoldering air?
Can you make a bed in the ashes?
And I'll plant my doctrine in
the earth's belly button.

This is education, brother. We are heading up the river.
This is education, brother. We are heading up the river.
Track Name: Clean Through
I scanned the stations
and all of these humans
and all of these humans
but you, I only listen for you

'Cause your frequency
it resonates in me
it resonates in me
and I turn on the radio
and all I hear is white noise
all I get is white noise, but you
you come clean, you come clean
you come clean through

These antenna
they go in and out, in and out
but you, you stay around

'Cause your frequency
it resonates in me
it resonates in me
and I turn on the radio
and all I hear is white noise
all I get is white noise, but you
you come clean, you come clean
you come clean through

All these signals
they crowd my head, my head
but you clear my mind
instead