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1.
Camouflage 02:42
Camouflage severed like the spring in autumn cut off at the pummeled heart had he finally reached the nadir past connection blown apart he was not how others saw him we’re all stamped in what we love there were lightning shots of empty then the endless stretch above he imagined good to follow still perhaps some fool mirage there was flame within the darkness faith in midnight’s camouflage inside something buoyant hidden kept him bobbing on the sea could there come a new mutation gold ensnared beyond debris he imagined good to follow still perhaps some fool mirage there was flame within the darkness faith in midnight’s camouflage soon the mournful fade of twilight rain beat patterns down again would his fateful fortune alter could he tend the hearth til then he imagined good to follow still perhaps some fool mirage there was flame within the darkness faith in midnight’s camouflage
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Old Clothes 02:40
Old Clothes cruised through alamogordo when it was just past noon i was heading south again and wouldn’t be back soon i had smoked her number rolled tight inside a joint there were ways to suss it out but what would be the point yeah my heart was broken that’s just the way it goes been like this too many times fits me like old clothes i rolled down through texas the border in my sights some idea what lay ahead a string of sleepless nights yeah my heart was broken that’s just the way it goes been like this too many times fits me like old clothes hey there señorita i can tell that you’re the one let’s jump on that tilt-a-whirl and drown ourselves in fun yeah my heart was broken that’s just the way it goes been like this too many times fits me like old clothes
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Script 03:16
Script who can span the middle once battle lines get drawn truth a vaporous intent soon all the nuance gone sunk beneath the squabble relentless bottom line all the rest seems almost taste that waving virtue sign we get managed from above deluded droves of sheep panicked through the threat of wolves by script our every peep we would rather easy than wrestle with complex thus each army of the night false certainty protects every base amusement big gladiator screens captive to the spectacle now who cares what it means chorus all the crowd cried freedom in lockstep as they screamed you bent low to slip away some inner pulse redeemed we get managed from above deluded droves of sheep panicked through the threat of wolves by script our every peep 2X
4.
Treading Water i’d been treading water in the doldrums of the night i had covered up my eyes the laughing moon so bright i’d been treading water i see it looking back but then it felt like wisdom embracing years of lack it had all seemed solid until it fell apart habit stretching out ahead old cushions for my heart i’d been treading water the quiet nearly death then the whirlpool grabbed my toes no way to find a breath it had all seemed solid until it fell apart habit stretching out ahead old cushions for my heart i’d been treading water and then the arrow flew surely i had wrapped things up but suddenly i knew it had all seemed solid until it fell apart habit stretching out ahead old cushions for my heart
5.
Indirect 02:28
Indirect finally i got angry no more confused and sad such a stance of cowardice her silence made me mad all she gave was surface banalities at best i had hoped that this might change she’d say what she suppressed once i thought she hung the moon but then i lost respect she ignored my each attempt aggression indirect love requires courage mere feeling not enough it’s an interactive verb when things have gotten rough once i thought she hung the moon but then i lost respect she ignored my each attempt aggression indirect i’d lived in illusion the roots had seemed so deep what was her held story what rancors did she keep once i thought she hung the moon but then i lost respect she ignored my each attempt aggression indirect
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Wand 03:18
Wand talking bout the big bang our myth of everything we seek explanation those stories that they bring children in the forest how can we get back home yearning for a hidden map in theory or in poem so hard to know nothing that leads us to invent breezes in the desert flap up the patchwork tent best embrace the mystery there’s no point to refuse then we whistle in the dark with just our lives to lose so hard to know nothing that leads us to invent breezes in the desert flap up the patchwork tent now we ride our senses vague glimpses of beyond huddled by a warming fire we wave our little wand so hard to know nothing that leads us to invent breezes in the desert flap up the patchwork tent
7.
Always Right 03:13
Always Right i can’t look too closely at what part could be mine if you just agree with me then all here will go fine call me mister always right the wound in me so deep if i ever owned the pain i’d melt into a heap build the myth of glory fortify the tale if i can avoid the truth i won’t have to fail i work to control you there can be no critique i must dodge and dominate disguising where i’m weak sell the myth of glory fortify the tale if i can avoid the truth i won’t have to fail my life’s dedicated to being never wrong it’s so damn exhausting to make you play along guard the myth of glory fortify the tale if i can avoid the truth i won’t have to fail
8.
Broom 02:53
Broom i will likely die here this loft above the barn clutching my harmonica three jackets to keep warm once such great intentions and so much world to see but i took the different tack of mapping what’s in me can’t believe a word you hear which left me in a bind no sure way to navigate the impasse that you find i just kept on working the family fell away maybe if i’d spent more time they’d rally here today can’t believe a word you hear which left me in a bind no sure way to navigate the impasse that you find work perhaps compulsion a broom to clear the deck dialing up a better world pulled coughing from the wreck can’t believe a word you hear which left me in a bind no sure way to navigate the impasse that you find
9.
PIllar 02:34
Pillar down beneath the story the pillar of the breath stop the presses rolling your survey of the mess every day some silence and nurture of the root though you fly in fantasy for now cease all pursuit you won’t find the answer there’s no one to be found you surrender all the words and sink into the ground there’s a dance between them the quiet and quick thought for a moment you let go of all solutions sought you won’t find the answer there’s no one to be found you surrender all the words and sink into the ground peeling off the labels your content you suspend just a break in chatter a chance for you to mend you won’t find the answer there’s no one to be found you surrender all the words and sink into the ground
10.
Perfect 02:57
Perfect man’s a useless passion that’s what the french guy wrote sucked toward an exit somehow we stay afloat there were wine and women the solace of the blood and needed revolution more corpses in the mud some create a purpose or plumb one deep inside knowing it means nothing sweet pastime for the ride now some more i scribble and sing a sad refrain sisyphus seen happy going to roll that rock again some create a purpose or plumb one deep inside knowing it means nothing sweet pastime for the ride you had tried to tell me but who had space to hear everything was perfect now that pestilential year some create a purpose or plumb one deep inside knowing it means nothing sweet pastime for the ride
11.
Outlaw 03:01
Outlaw we came out of the night and hid ourselves by day we wore faded hoods and masks just trying to get away i can’t say who did it whatever they might claim but we knew there was no chance we’d ever clear our names we headed for the border across that span of mist i kept thinking of those lips that in my dream i kissed i had gotten pretty worn those years spent on the run but then what else could i do for glory or for fun we headed for the border across that span of mist i kept thinking of those lips that in my dream i kissed there will be no rocking chair no grandkids on my knee i’m a slave to just one thing this chain of liberty we headed for the border across that span of mist i kept thinking of those lips that in my dream i kissed
12.
Vespers 03:39
Vespers in some prior lifetime sweet pangs for what’s long past so much choosing lay ahead the river rushing fast he was not yet wary well maybe not so much trying to find the hidden source a current he could touch they came by for vespers he blessed as best he could opening his heart up wide some yearnings understood betrayals hadn’t mounted illusions fixed in place fewer then had turned on him ahead still more disgrace they came by for vespers he blessed as best he could opening his heart up wide some yearnings understood stooped he tends the garden soaks up the dimming light him and all the waning beasts prepare themselves for night they came by for vespers he blessed as best he could opening his heart up wide some yearnings understood

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released August 6, 2022

Kito Peters - lead vocals; acoustic rhythm guitar

John Kurzweg - everything else!

Songs by Kito Peters

Produced, arranged, mixed, and mastered by John Kurzweg

Graphic design by Willy Magee Studios

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Kito Peters Santa Fe, New Mexico

Kito Peters has released (like doves!) quite a few CDs, has garnered his share of esoteric radio airplay, and has won a baker's dozen of New Mexico Music Awards, including twice for Best CD of the Year and four times for Best Pop CD. He is a big fan of Harry Bosch, Al Kaline, and Laura Nyro. ... more

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