Songs From The Attic Window

by OceanSea

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After two EPs - "Songs From The Bedroom Floor" (2008) and "Acoustic Radio Session" (2009) - "Songs From The Attic Window" is the first LP by Oceansea, a singer-songwriter project I developed until 2015, when I decided to release all my songs under my own name.

These 11 songs were written between 2004 and 2008, so they are the missing link for this body of work, and they feature nothing but guitar and vocals.

Everything was recorded and mixed at home in one day and mastered by SlowDriver Studios (www.slowdriverproductions.com).

The artwork was once again designed by Carla Renault (chibizumi.deviantart.com), who sadly passed away in 2010. This album is dedicated to her loving memory.

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released November 4, 2013

Daniel Catarino - guitar, vocals, lyrics, music, mixing
Joel Fausto (Slowdriver Studios) - mastering
Carla Renault - illustration

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Track Name: In My Head
In my head
Each second is longer
And everyone hungers for death

In my head
The slaves turn to masters
And natural disasters are fair

In my head
There’s little compassion
And random aggression is bold

In my head
Each day is a battle
We follow like cattle our self-written laws

In my head there’s a lot to be said and done
A lot more to overcome
It’s just how it is
In my head there’s not much more we can do
But sitting ‘round watching the news

In my head
Some people are monsters
And everyone clusters to watch utter shame

In my head
There’s anger and treason
For no other reason than sharing our pain

In my head
We don’t even bother
about what happens to others
as long as we’re not in it

In my head
We get into trouble
To run from our boredom
as if it would work

In my head there’s a lot to be said and done
A lot more to overcome
It’s just how it is
In my head there’s not much more we can do
But sitting ‘round watching the news

In my head
There’s lack of decisions
Just static opinions of what could have been

In my head
We don’t have a clue
Of what we say and we do
but we pretend like we do

In my head there’s a lot to be said and done
A lot more to overcome
It’s just how it is
In my head there’s not much more we can do
But sitting ‘round watching the news
Track Name: Poetry For The Moon
All the lonely people whisper poetry for the moon
Drowning all our apathy with prophecies of doom
The trail is nearly over and the road is getting thin
Murmurs of the vultures in the silence of their spin

Moments of delusion on a melancholic haze
Shovelling our ashes to the sound of love and rage
Ritalin and valium are melting in your mouth
Questioning is everything but what it’s all about

Vultures hanging over as the sun eats up your eyes
Flying over hilltops while darkness fills the skies
Wash your mouth with gasoline and shave with broken glass
Marry me and bury me, I’ll leave in my best dress

Tortured by the vulture with patience in his eyes
Silent praying demons with your ashes in their minds
Running out of tears while the clouds block the sun
And all the lonely people whisper poetry for the moon
Track Name: Equal Error
Lighting a match and breathing gasoline
Firing the guns of emptiness
Roaming the days in invisibility
Lurking in constant oblivion

Watch the parade
Blame them of delusion
What is wrong with them is wrong with me too

Reckoning thoughts of misfortune tales
Run through the wires of fate
Sunburnt faces on forgotten mourning
Sitting side by side with emptiness

Watch the parade and blame them of insanity
What is wrong with them is wrong with me too
Track Name: Monday Mourning Lullaby
We used to care and to bother
We used to dream of one another
Until the break of dawn

We used to go to places
We used to make silly faces
And everything was fun

We used to drink together
We used to walk wherever
Beneath the setting sun

We used to talk for hours
We used to catch some flowers
We used to be alone

Now I sleep, I don’t dream

We used to make silly questions
We used to take no suggestions
For things that we should do

We used to sing by the moonlight
We used to hold our hands tight
Every afternoon

We used to tell our stories
We used to share our worries
And everything was good

We used to... we used to...
We used to do what we used to do
Track Name: Frontline
I'll never get to know
the price to pay the folks who never charge
I'll never get to understand
the rolling waves of circumstance
it's nice to see you stumbling
all the words you're mumbling are meaningless
seems to me you're kind of worried
broken and dyslexic, aren't you?
"yeah"

the price you pay for luxury
is emptying your pockets
the cops are after me
I'll meet you at the fountain

take the shots for me
and I'll meet you in the frontline
if you take these shots for me
I'll meet you in the frontline
so please
be in the frontline with me
Track Name: Hole In The Ground
Put on your overcoat and dance
To the sour song of shallow circumstance
Rewrite your system of beliefs
And don’t deny a dying man’s last wish

It’s a long way down from the ageing of your youth
You start to fall as soon as you reach the roof

The pages of your own destiny
Start to fall as you open the book
The pages of your own destiny
It’s a long way down from the cradle to a beeping machine
And then a hole in the ground

Put on your overcoat and sing
The shallow song of your own disbelief
Redefine the echoes on your cave
Put some flowers in your brother’s grave

It’s a long way down from the cutting of the umbilical cord
You start to cry as soon as you face the world

You start to cry as soon as you’re complete
You try to overrun your pace with your own feet
Soon as you feel incomplete
Then you turn your head and hit the ground
It’s really a simple world when you come down to it

And it’s just your self esteem throwing out your nicest dream
Be a part of your fantasies
Wake up to your own infinity and rise up
Track Name: North Wind
Taken by surprise by the anguish in my eyes
And the anger in my soul numbing me away from you
If you pay the price of the tears in the eyes
Waving silently goodbye to the blowing winds of north

Any day now
Empty days will fade into my soul

Sympathy is nice if we haven't paid the price
of integrity and wideness of disappearing thoughts
And if we pay the price in a gentle lullaby
You'll see anguish in the eyes of the ones you thought you loved

Any day now
Empty days will fade into my soul

Taken by the hand with a scar left on my chin
and a tombstone on top of my bed beside the lamp
Sunset in the haze and a melancholic gaze
upon everything that used to be not being anymore

Any day now
Empty days will fade into my soul
Track Name: Bending Down My Spine
The words have come between us
but not a word was heard between us
bending down my spine

the reasoning of silence
and the sympathy of violence
bending down my spine

so far you haven't noticed
how words can be corrosive
whispered in your ears

the silent lack of patience
and the barking dogs of vengeance
whispering in your ear

the reasoning belt and buddy baseball bat

when the prophecy was spoken
the laws of men were broken
bending down our spines

reduce it all to nothing
the laws of men were something
created through bad times

the words have come between us
to build a wall between us
so we can break our spines

if prophecies are broken, remember
no words have been spoken
feel free to cross the line

and meet the reasoning belt and buddy baseball bat
Track Name: TailFly
Tailfly where are you?
Where am I?

No way out of here
Out of the blue sky

Tailfly is it true
that you flew out of the blue sky?

No way out of there
Out of the sunshine
Track Name: Rags To Riches To Rags
Been this way for too long
Things might have to change
You don't look the same
It all looks the same to me

Circling around forever
Never getting anywhere
If things don't change
It happens all over again

Been from riches to rags
Rags to riches to rags again

Been this way forever
Things will never change
Nothing to lose
And tired of singing the blues

Armed with guns and ammo
Firing out of command
It all feels the same
And it starts all over again

Been from riches to rags
rags to riches to rags again

it goes round and round...
Track Name: Paradise Shelters
Words come stranded with ocean-size thoughts
Lost between all the small things
And words flow gently like whispering thoughts
Lost in a muted empire

Words come slowly like wrecks of a ship
Lost in the flow of the ocean
And words sound as poor people singing the blues
Gone from the realm of their poverty

Throw a coin on the floor
Though they’ll never make it
It eases the void in our conscience
And breathe your apathy
Paradise shelters
Home of the free and the patient

And words cloud shuffled and randomized thoughts
Gone into our dementia state
Then we shape it with logical forms
As if they had meaning