States

by Protagonist

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released May 17, 2011

Peter Marullo- Vocals
John Marullo- Guitar
Brian Forst- Guitar
Marcus Kora- Bass
Kyle William Macdougall- Drums

States was produced, mixed, and mastered by Stephen Egerton at Armstrong Recording in Tulsa, Oklahoma

Music by Protagonist

Lyrics by Peter and John Marullo

Photography by Paris Visone

Layout and Design by Peter Wonsowski

Side A

1. States
2. Tunbridge

Side B

3. Destination Desolation
4. Sirens

5. The Stranger The Boy Became *

* Track 5 appears on the Digital and Compact Disc versions

From Florida, to Pennsylvania, Oklahoma, Iowa, California and beyond, we extend our eternal gratitude

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Track Name: States
Repeat these days, before they expire and come to an end
I'd do it all the same, even though there's things I know I can't repent
They say there's a market for growing old
Where ideals are lost, youth laid to rest, dreams get bought and sold

Repeat these Days
Across These States
Repeat these days

Is there anything alive left in this place?
Trace back the footprints of the lonely decisions that you have made
We exist in a place that time forgot
Recapitulate missed chances, the false advances, the risks and the longshots

Repeat These Days
Repeat These Days
Across these states

The clock keeps on tickin' and my feet are sinkin'

Is there anything alive left in this place?
Just an endless succession of chainworkers, digging for shallow graves

We arrived right after the death of the American dream
Where everything is dull, nothing shines, and nothing ever gleams

The clock keeps on ticking and my feet are sinkin

Repeat These Days
Repeat These Days
Repeat These Days
Track Name: Tunbridge
And I'm Still running
I'm still escaping
From things tucked away in the back of my head
I'm digging through things that have long been dead

Things have a way of returning
Things have a way of coming back to you

I'm glued to old photographs
Reliving through artifacts
And we sit and strum too
Our homesick lullabies

I feel so far removed from this place
So let's light a match and watch it go up in flames
Clear through the charred remains of yesterday
Up from the darkness and shame
And let the bridges I burn, light my way

I keep hoarding onto everything I've ever had
Can't we just sit and watch it burn?
I'm a fan of quick goodbyes

I'm running to anywhere, but here
Anywhere, Anywhere but here

What if we could take one piece, of each and every moment?

And we sit and strum to end of world lullabies
Do you think this place would be missed, if it was obliterated?

I keep hoarding onto old photos and artifacts

Do you think that they would be missed if they were incinerated?
Track Name: Destination Desolation
Let the skipping record play
Through endless nights and repeated days
The world holds no pity, no sorrow, no sympathy

Let the skipping record play
Empty roads, deserted interstates
Our maps and atlases are leading us to nowhere

Destination Desolation
I've never felt more fucked than this
Nothing round' here but cornfields and graveyards
All the churches plastered with crosses
I could write the book on accepting losses
Just another white flag signal call of distress

Let the skipping record play
And be sure to keep us away
Be careful, cause we're soon approaching the edge of the city

Desolation Isolation
Caught in a crosswind of fate and luck
In a place of no departure and no return
Could it be impossible to investigate the plausible?
This was a milemarker and we were passing through
Passing through

So we go down the road where all journeys come to an end
To a place where we have to fend for ourselves
The bow is breaking and I'm not gonna keep on claiming that I can save it
This is the most alive I've ever been

These maps and atlases are leading us to nowhere
In a place of no departure and no return
We're walking down empty streets with no street signs to lead us home
This is a milemarker and were passing through

We're Coming
Right On Through
We're Soldiering
Right On Through
I'm Passing
Right On Through

So we go down the road where all journeys come to and end
Bottom feeding, and having to fend for ourselves
They say there's no hope
There's no hope for the midwest
So how can there be any hope left for us?
Track Name: Sirens
Stay on track and don't stray too far or you'll be the one to burn
Keep your feet on the path kid or you'll be the one to burn

Pushed into a corner, got my back against the wall
I kept this place maintained and standing, but I knew it'd erode and fall
It's better to know that everything you love will eventually go away
It's hard to watch the things you love, rot and decay

Stay on track and don't stray too far or you'll be the one to burn
Keep your eyes on the prize kid or you'll be the one to burn

Don't Stray

It's a shame when your chances become missed opportunities
It's a shame when your dreams become unplayed symphonies

Stay on track and don't stray too far or you'll be the one to burn
Keep your feet on the path kid or you'll be the one to burn
Track Name: The Stranger The Boy Became
Can you look back to your earliest moments?
I look back on mine with lament
I try to embrace the images I can't erase
Cause they always lead me back to this place

It's daunting like the first time you witnessed adult morbid curiosity

With denial and doubt, you block it out
Infantile amnesia

Pennsylvania is a black hole
That I carry with me wherever I go
It's etched it's scars, deep into my skin

Small towns have so many dark secrets
And the silence is hautning
It covers up the crimes that they commit

It always leads me back to this place

Pennsylvania is a black hole
A burden that's with me wherever I go

It's fifteen years and I still feel it
There ain't no cure for the Chester County blues
Been fifteen years that I could feel it
Can I ever move on from you?

This is a pleading for a home to return too
A return only on canvas and on string
And on the streets beneath the world
And only in dreams

It's fifteen years and I still feel it
There ain't no cure for the Chester County blues
Been fifteen years that I could feel it
Can I ever return to you?