Lucid

by Intervention

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We spent a week and a half recording this record at 4115 Studios in Nashville, Tennessee with Tate Mercer. We worked relentlessly to write this record and we are extremely proud of it. We bring you five songs that show our development as a band since we began in 2013. We hope you guys enjoy this record as much as we enjoyed making it.

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released February 26, 2016

4115 Studios
Tate Mercer
Nick Sadler
Atreyue Ryken
Restless Management
Daisyhead
Fossil Youth
Back Home
Northbound
Settle the Tides
Everyone we have gigged with and everyone who helped make this record possible.

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Track Name: Wash
Reality
So fluid and indefinite.
You're the only thing thats keeping me grounded.

My mind quakes,
at the thought of my purpose,
I can't find a reason.

But your voice still resonates
in my head.

In my head.
Track Name: Spun
I see your face,
It's growing distant.
Were you trying to fall?
Sinking into the void,
Sinking into the void,
were you trying to fall?

Spun into the light,
just cover your eyes,
because you're lost in an illusion.
And if I held out my hand,
would you want to be saved?
Would you want to be saved?
If I held out my hand,
would you want to be saved?
Would you want to be saved?

I can hardly speak,
I've been growing weak,
and I can barely feel.

I see your face,
It's growing distant.
Were you trying to fall?
Sinking into the void,
Sinking into the void,
were you trying to fall?

Spun into the light,
just cover your eyes,
because you're lost in an illusion.
And if I held out my hand,
would you want to be saved?
Would you want to be saved?
If I held out my hand,
would you want to be saved?
Would you want to be saved?
Track Name: Drained
Frayed in disillusionment.
I'm not comfortable in my skin.
Good intentions,
carried out by distorted reflections.

Clawing at the ceiling.
All of this has left me empty.

Follow me.
Im spiraling.
In apathy.
Listening,
To everything.
Call my name.

Frayed in disillusionment.
I'm not comfortable in my skin.
Good intentions,
carried out by distorted reflections.

Listening,
To everything.
Call my name.


Frayed in disillusionment.
I'm not comfortable in my skin.
Good intentions,
carried out by distorted reflections.
Track Name: Lucid
Blurred perception.
Compelled to see the light,
but I lack the motivation.

Fade silently
into the background,
that can never stay in focus.

The echo
keeps ringing in my ears
and its taking over me

The quiet drones
seep into the room.
and start weighing on my conscience.

Fill up my lungs,
trickle down my tongue,
and take over me.

The echo
keeps ringing in my ears
and its taking over me
Track Name: Keep
Keep me away from the solitude,
too scared of being alone,
but I don't feel right when im at home.
I don't feel right,
and I hope that you're ok.

Im standing on my own again,
I wont pretend,
that I'm not scared of anything.
I can't stop thinking about the words you said.
I'm not mislead,
got nothing left to say to you.

I have to face the facts but time is running out.
Covered by the evergreens and you can't figure me out.
And you cant figure me out.

All I ever wanted,
was to be something so much more than this.
Sick of feeling so small and
so irrelevant.

Im falling faster.
I can't wake up from this dream.
I'm falling faster,
and i'll take you with me.
Im selfish,
and I'm cold,
and I'm always alone.
Theres a hole in my head,
a burning memory of you in my bed.

Keep my away.

I have to face the facts but time is running out,
covered by the evergreens and you cant figure me out.

All I ever wanted,
was to be something so much more than this.
Sick of feeling so small and
so irrelevant.