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The Lost Frequency

by Palm Ghosts

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1.
Bloodlight 05:02
They're painting the walls dear
 Calling down another plague
 Wolves from tall windows 
Diving head long in the reeds

 I’m spent, Waiting
 Stand by, Stand by
 Our futures left, Slaking 
Quick lime, Quick lime

 They're peeling back the mothers husk
 Enlivened by the sight
 Saluting suits in predatory glow
 Consumed in the bloodlight

 I’m live, Rolling
 Onward, Downward 
White knuckles, Holding
 Anchored, In rancor 

Our reflection, darkens
 And shatters into night
 The red eye closes, swollen
 Stolen to divine
 What is salient? Binding
 Every other life
 If not the instinct to find another way

 Understudy's to the heart and soul
 Plot to steal the scene
 To dress the crime and the criminal
 To better fit their needs

 I’m done, Waiting
 Goodbye, Goodbye
 I wont lay down, Slaking
 Quick lime, Quick lime

 Our reflection, darkens
 And shatters into night
 The red eye closes, swollen
 Stolen to divine
 What is salient? Binding
 Every other life
 If not the instinct to find another way
2.
There are so many ifs to count on
 My math was never good 
The air between us is nothing 
 My breath lost in should
 The grass stains on your mischief
 Isn’t the only tell
 you curl up below me 
My head to bury still

 It’s time, you dance
 And I fall to ground
 It’s time, you rest 
 And I stand
 It’s time, it’s time

 I will never touch you again 
 Still I will hold you

 I will still see you in the corners
 cast blame and despair away
 I continue to voice a bargain
 Please show me another way
 But the memories diminish
 A life less used to mind
 Please take my art 
my palms are worn thin
 where your ghost sits entwined 

 Dividing dust and ash for centuries
 navigations yet to conceive
 the sins I don’t believe in
 this face in awe to receive 
 of infinite space in fraction
 With nothing to divine
 my time is left to wander 
the good that is left behind

 But under the tenuous ether rest soundly 
But under the tenuous ether rest soundly 
I will be with you soon
 But under the tenuous ether rest soundly 
I will be with you soon
 So please please please please
 Wait for me
 But under the tenuous ether rest soundly
 I will be with you soon
 But under the tenuous ether rest soundly
 I will be with you soon
 But under the tenuous ether rest soundly
3.
White noise, That’s all that’s coming through
 White noise, Between me and you
 Wake up, It’s another day
 Wake up, And push me away

 Calibrate the lies
 No more compromise
 A million ways to over analyze
 Another death to die
 Poison from a stone
 Its a way of life, In monochrome 

Is there something to learn from all of this?

 Highway lines, Present company
 In the light, there’s nothing more to see
 Group think, I think I’ll walk away
 Don’t blink, or there’ll be hell to pay

 Analyze it, call it misery
 All the lies have got the best of me
 I need to focus 

Is there something to learn from all of this?

 I’ve got your sunset
 I’ve got your sweet surprise
 I’ve got your moonlight
 I’ve got your bedroom eyes
 I’ve got your fairytale
 I’ve got your Swiss chalet
 I’ve got your roses 
I’ve got your swept away

 Run around, run around
 It’s like you’re in a maze
 Day in, day out
 It’s like a holiday
 Rise and shine, it’s a lie it’s a lie
 Rise and shine, it’s a lie it’s a lie

 Analyze it, call it misery
 All the lies have got the best of me 
I need to focus
4.
Nightsong 04:51
The air is cold
 I can barely breathe
 Soft beams above me
 Press to break through the trees

 At times like this
 You can see things as they are
 Half lit in bliss
 But still lonely in this world

 On a night like this
 When the chill takes hold
 And the dead all light up the sky
 For sore eyes to behold

 At times like this 
I can feel the weight, feel the weight
 Of your knowing gaze 
Its coming back 
Its coming back

 On a night, just like this 
The night you hollowed out my heart
 With a kiss
 On nights like this
 I can see it from both angles now
 On nights like this
 I can see it from both angles now

 At times like this
 At times like this
 At times like this
5.
Toy Mind 03:27
6.
Young Empire 03:30
The new empire is far too young
 Too full of fire to burn someone
 No handle on the wheel
 No handle on the gun
 Pointed at its own head
 Pointed at its own head
 The new empire is far too young The new empire is far too young
 Too steeped in sour tradition
 Hugging on a flag
 Posing for a kiss
 Pushing for the downside of confidence
 The new empire is far too young

 Welcome to the downside of confidence
 Past the tip of the decline
 Nobody signed me up for this
 But we’re all going for the ride
 With the young empire
 That gets what it wants or else

 The new empire is far too young
 Too full of prideful machinations
 No handle on the real
 Or the setting sun on an immature age
 Another immature age
 The new empire is far too young
 The new empire is far too young
 Too full of fire to burn someone
 No handle on the wheel
 No handle on the gun
 Pointed at its own head
 Pointed at its own head
 The new empire is far too young

 Everybody stay positive
 As you’re burning alive
 In this world of darkness
Isn’t it best to die a light
 Of the young empire
 That gets what it wants or else
7.
The painful truth behind the lies
 Is we are running out of time
 The die was cast so many years ago
 We’re lost, but we are not alone 

In decades we will all be gone
 Nothing left, no verse or song
 The hands are spinning quickly toward the line 
Powerless, no reason or no rhyme

 Ignorance instead of rage
 Living in an empty age
 When truth is overshadowed by the lies
 Alive, but out of time
8.
You forgot to script that the best impulse is running
 No cue that to survive is the science of well-being
 Because shaking the pillars of heaven will cause some demons to fall
 And the best defense is to obey and to know nothing at all 

A fragile stage constructed on a fantasy drawn in
 the simple realization that the demon is within
 It always begins very small but burns up in a flash
 Your unsung hero is a phoenix still black in the ash 
John Carpenter, it’s haunting you
 You can cut or keep the camera on
 You might escape,
 But the horrors keep on coming,
 Should you wake - try running

 Are you aware you are nowhere
 No comfort in the world can seem
 As real as this dystopian dream 

If your will won’t bend
 You have reached the end 
Now your hero sits in ash
 And the screen fades to black

 John Carpenter, it’s haunting you
 You can cut, or keep the camera on
 You might escape, But the horrors keep on coming,
 Should you wake - try running
9.

credits

released November 19, 2021

Joseph Lekkas: Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Bass
Benjamin Douglas: Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals
Jason Springman: Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals
Walt Epting: Drums

Words and Music by: Jason Springman, Benjamin Douglas and Joseph Lekkas

Cover Art by: Jason Springman
Layout and Design: Alec Meltzer

Recorded, Mixed and Produced by Joseph Lekkas @ Greenland Studios, Nashville TN

(c) 2021 Ice Queen Records / Burnside Distribution (The Orchard)
(p) Cheetah Vs. Helicopter Music (ASCAP)

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Palm Ghosts is the sound of an 80s prom in a war zone…located in the dead heart of country music, Nashville, TN.

More at home in rainy Manchester, the quartet weaves cinematic dream pop and new wave with brooding post punk.
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