September 9, 2001 Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand Two days from now, at 9 AM, two planes will hit the World Trade Center, killing over 3,000 people I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless But today, there is a God, and he has a plan for him He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before, where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall, where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured I bleed to death in excruciating pain I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don't see it. I just see the sunset I smile back and shake my head I have absolutely no idea I am afraid
Every time I listen to this I have flashbacks of like 7 years ago when I was on a flight to berlin, we got turbulence as we were approaching Germany I started having a panic attack and honestly thought I was about to die. This was the album I chose to play to calm me down/go out to, thinking about all the times we hung out and listened to this in the back of my friends van going to shows. I still remember it all so vividly, and even though it hurts that those times are gone I still smile like an idiot every time I listen to this.
THINGS LEFT IN LAST YEAR Let go of your bitterness and realize you are not alone We all stare at vacant ceilings wishing we could just let go We're all captains On a sinking Ship! The setting sun helps pass the time, as we sing along to our demise As we sing along to our demise As we sing along to our demise As we sing along to our demise DYING I painted a Picture of A blue sky Our family The way We were Before We died The way We were Before We died I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget: We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid Before mom took Emma, before dad “went away” It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you I won't ever leave I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink I'm tired, tired, weak from the- Black skies I paint our funeral; We died 'cuz long term ain't meant to be Our house is painted new colors Move on, forget the blood inside I'm tired, I can't feel my heart I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies I hope you can remember the way it all used to be I hope you remember how much she loved you I hope you remember how much she loved you I hope you remember how much she loved you Because I can't SENTINEL I want to see the backs Of your fucking eyes! (Crying, pleading, please stop hurting me) But you're alone You are still a ghost And your nerves are worn thin A smile shed like snake skin (And you trust no one) Keep singing the same song One hundred times (Until you get the point across:) We're broken But like a box inside a closet You find nothing can just be let go Anxious, bitter, your thoughts never changed But you tell me that you aren't the same? We all see just how hard you've worked, (but I don't buy it) You don't think the world changed, (fucking, do you?) Get your head out of your heart Get your head out of your heart The past haunts you until you die The past haunts you until you die The past haunts you until you die The past haunts you until you die Fear it, fear me Fear it, fear me You will never escape You will never escape SLEEP PATTERNS [Spoken] September 9, 2001 Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand Two days from now, at 9 AM, two planes will hit the World Trade Center, killing over 3,000 people I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless But today, there is a God, and he has a plan for him He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know [Bridge] (Sung) On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of [Spoken] I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before, where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall, where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured I bleed to death in excruciating pain I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to each other until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don't see it. I just see the sunset I smile back and shake my head I have absolutely no idea I am afraid GOOD WEEKEND Hey! Let's leave home and go to New Jersey Six hundred miles away from our problems Let's be happy Vomit from our fucking mouths Bile in our throats Let's not come back Let's run away, I don't want to stay In this state another day And when we're there we'll forget ourselves And tell our ghosts to go to hell Let's run away, I don't want to stay In this state another day And when we leave, we'll forget ourselves And tell our ghosts to go to hell It's what we do at this age that helps us earn our fucking name And no matter what I promise you We'll never be the same But now we're here, no more thinking. Late night friendships, mistakes are breeding No regrets Stranger's smiles Where are you? Sunsets, set No regrets Stranger's smiles Where are you? Sunsets, set I've found that nothing looks the same When you're in a dream So don't look away Because we might wake up Let's leave home And never come back Let's leave home And never wake up SOMETHING THAT MATTERS [Verse 1] I look around at all my friends The 1-2-3-4-5 dead ends The kids I'll never see again The kids who mean the most to me Staying up until the morning In my kitchen swapping stories; Memories I can't forget No matter how the summer went [Bridge] We're here! Forever! We'll die! Together! [Verse 2] If you plant a seed It grows into a tree And to us, to everyone This never meant a thing If you plant a seed It grows into a tree And I'm sorry Cameron That she never meant a thing This song's for you, wherever you might be, I pray that you stay golden and never come back home [Outro] This song's for you This song's for movin' on This song is for our friends Who've been there all along This song's for you This song's for movin' on This song is for our friends Who've been there all along
My band just broke up today. I just wished I could be as underrated as merchant ships. Probably not even in this style, just something a person would find and listen to 10 years later. Just something that I could pour my soul into and share to anyone willing to listen. A little ship that I built with love and care, drifting in a world made of endless ocean. Just my little dream. It meant so much though.
I've always wanted a band but I never got lucky with meeting the right people so I went solo I transitioned to acoustics and honestly I'm happy but I'm not saying you should do what I do if anything you should form a new band if possible but never quit music never ever quit
Hey Harry, I know I'll come back to this at some point in the future after I've already forgotten I wrote this, and just so you know I hope things are better for you than they are now. All your friends care about you, but not enough that if you push them away long enough that they'll come back. I hope that fucking house and all of its memories have burnt down by now. I hate everything about myself but I love you. I hope you found it.
Hey Harry, I was in a similar boat once. The house never burned down but the memories have faded. In their place are much fonder ones. I found friends that care, and even better is that I care. It is not easy but it truly is worth it. What I would tell myself five years ago is this: time flies but it isn't as scary as you think it is. The world might be even scarier than you think it is, though, the difference is that you have a part to play in that world, no matter how small. Whether it be political, familial, romantic, or creative, I have found things to care about and it's made all the difference. There are a great many things that are unfair and lonely, but having gone through them has made me a person I am proud of. It's so strange to say but it is hard for me to say I would ever make it so I didn't have depression. Maybe I would be happier but I wouldn't be as self-aware or compassionate. I love hard and it's gotten me hurt but it has also brought me close to some wonderful people. Keep pushing Harry, we're all rooting for you.
One of the craziest nights of my life begun while listening to “Something That Matters”. It should’ve made me hate the song, but instead, it transcended into it’s title. It meant everything to me. I used the song as a leaning point to get back to where I needed to be and I will never not be thankful for what the band Merchant Ships has done for me. Thank you.
This is hands down the best 'Screamo' album of the 2010s. This is right next to Saetia's A Retrospective as the best screamo album of all time. This album means so much to me and i cant begin to explain it.
I agree. I bump to who calls so loud and I Hate Sex pretty hard but this is the best modern rendition of screamo. This is coming from someone that is a heavy fan of Orchid and Joshua Fit for Battle, too.
Let go of your bitterness and realize you are not alone We all stare at vacant ceilings wishing we could just let go We're all captains On a sinking Ship! The setting sun helps pass the time, as we sing along to our demise As we sing along to our demise As we sing along to our demise I painted a Picture of a A blue sky Our family (the way We were Before We died)(x2) I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget: We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid Before mom took Emma, before dad “went away” It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone From me, to you, with sincerity (x7) From me, to you I won't ever leave I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink I'm tired, tired, weak from the- Black skies I paint our funeral; We died 'cuz long term ain't meant to be Our house is painted new colors Move on, forget the blood inside I'm tired, I can't feel my heart I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies I hope you can remember the way it all used to be I want to see the backs Of your fucking eyes! (crying, pleading, please stop hurting me.) But you're alone You are still a ghost And your nerves are worn thin, a smile shed like snake skin And you trust no one Keep singing the same song, one hundred times (until you get the point across: We're broken.) But like a box inside a closet You find nothing can just be let go Anxious, bitter, your thoughts never changed But you tell me that you aren't the same? We all see just how hard you've worked, (but I don't buy it.) You don't think the world changed, (fucking, do you?) Get your head out of your heart Get your head out of your heart The past haunts you until you die. (x4) Fear it, fear me Fear it, fear me You will never escape You will never escape Hey! Let's leave home and go to New Jersey Six hundred miles away from our problems Let's be happy Vomit from our fucking mouths Bile in our throats Let's not come back Let's run away, I don't want to stay In this state another day And when we're there we'll forget ourselves And tell our ghosts to go to hell Let's run away, I don't want to stay In this state another day And when we leave, we'll forget ourselves And tell our ghosts to go to hell It's what we do at this age that helps us earn our fucking name And no matter what I promise you We'll never be the same But now we're here, no more thinking. Late night friendships, mistakes are breeding No regrets Stranger's smiles Where are you? Sunsets, set No regrets Stranger's smiles Where are you? Sunsets, set I've found that nothing looks the same When you're in a dream So don't look away Because we might wake up Let's leave home And never come back Let's leave home And never wake up I look around at all my friends The 1-2-3-4-5 dead ends The kids I'll never see again The kids who mean the most to me Staying up until the morning In my kitchen swapping stories; Memories I can't forget No matter how the summer went We're here! Forever! We'll die! Together! [Verse 2] If you plant a seed It grows into a tree And to us, to everyone This never meant a thing If you plant a seed It grows into a tree And I'm sorry Cameron That she never meant a thing This song's for you, wherever you might be, I pray that you stay golden and never come back home
Alternatively you can use one of the many vinyl making websites to print one for you. Just make sure you send them the remastered edition as it will sound "better".
Drove to this album while it was raining hard ass fuck back in late of July of last year, Legit couldn't see anything through my window while I was driving and the rain just kept on getting harder and harder and as i was wondering if I was going to drive out alive the words AS WE SING ALONG TO OUR DEMISE was just being blasted out through my shit speakers hell of a drive
but today, there is a god, and he has a plan for him... this song just started playing on my headphones at work and im trying not to cry in front of my office fuck ;_:
wow holy shit, you're right. i read this and i was like haha good one, you got me....then i thought about. This basically did come out like 4 years ago... that's mind boggling
Is the Cameron they often refer to Cameron Boucher from Old Gray/Sorority Noise? I'm asking because they even have a song called Old Grey, and I thought it may have been the inspiration for the band Old Gray. Does anyone know this by any chance?
Is dude wearing a cloud mouth shirt!? Like the cloud mouth that has the album “that ghost is always with me” (cause pretty sure there is more than one band with the name) ?? Can anyone confirm??
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IT’S ON SPOTIFY NOW GUYS
POG
damn its still alive
took a while
I'll never forget the CZcams homies that made this a reality
sick. imma just stay here though..
Everybody gangsta til Sleep Patterns comes on
September 9, 2001 Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet
She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up
I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand Two days from now, at 9 AM, two planes will hit the World Trade Center, killing over 3,000 people I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless But today, there is a God, and he has a plan for him
He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know
On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of On and on we run away From the things we are afraid of
I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before, where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall, where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured I bleed to death in excruciating pain
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don't see it. I just see the sunset I smile back and shake my head I have absolutely no idea I am afraid
Hahahsa
AINT THAT TRUE. discovered that song 8 years ago and it still hits me.
cryin in da pit right now
I'm putting this on a shirt
Every time I listen to this I have flashbacks of like 7 years ago when I was on a flight to berlin, we got turbulence as we were approaching Germany I started having a panic attack and honestly thought I was about to die. This was the album I chose to play to calm me down/go out to, thinking about all the times we hung out and listened to this in the back of my friends van going to shows. I still remember it all so vividly, and even though it hurts that those times are gone I still smile like an idiot every time I listen to this.
fuck… that’s sum real shit. Glad u survived to see another day
it's okay to indulge from time to time.
THINGS LEFT IN LAST YEAR
Let go of your bitterness and realize you are not alone
We all stare at vacant ceilings wishing we could just let go
We're all captains
On a sinking
Ship!
The setting sun helps pass the time, as we sing along to our demise
As we sing along to our demise
As we sing along to our demise
As we sing along to our demise
DYING
I painted a
Picture of
A blue sky
Our family
The way
We were
Before
We died
The way
We were
Before
We died
I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget:
We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid
Before mom took Emma, before dad “went away”
It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you
I won't ever leave
I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink
I'm tired, tired, weak from the-
Black skies
I paint our funeral;
We died
'cuz long term ain't meant to be
Our house is painted new colors
Move on, forget the blood inside
I'm tired, I can't feel my heart
I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies
I hope you can remember the way it all used to be
I hope you remember how much she loved you
I hope you remember how much she loved you
I hope you remember how much she loved you
Because I can't
SENTINEL
I want to see the backs
Of your fucking eyes!
(Crying, pleading, please stop hurting me)
But you're alone
You are still a ghost
And your nerves are worn thin
A smile shed like snake skin
(And you trust no one)
Keep singing the same song
One hundred times
(Until you get the point across:)
We're broken
But like a box inside a closet
You find nothing can just be let go
Anxious, bitter, your thoughts never changed
But you tell me that you aren't the same?
We all see just how hard you've worked, (but I don't buy it)
You don't think the world changed, (fucking, do you?)
Get your head out of your heart
Get your head out of your heart
The past haunts you until you die
The past haunts you until you die
The past haunts you until you die
The past haunts you until you die
Fear it, fear me
Fear it, fear me
You will never escape
You will never escape
SLEEP PATTERNS
[Spoken]
September 9, 2001
Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley
An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet
She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance
They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up
I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand
Two days from now, at 9 AM, two planes will hit the World Trade Center, killing over 3,000 people
I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless
But today, there is a God, and he has a plan for him
He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years
And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know
[Bridge] (Sung)
On and on we run away
From the things we are afraid of
On and on we run away
From the things we are afraid of
On and on we run away
From the things we are afraid of
[Spoken]
I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before, where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree
I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall, where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured
I bleed to death in excruciating pain
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to each other until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die
But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don't see it. I just see the sunset
I smile back and shake my head
I have absolutely no idea
I am afraid
GOOD WEEKEND
Hey! Let's leave home and go to New Jersey
Six hundred miles away from our problems
Let's be happy
Vomit from our fucking mouths
Bile in our throats
Let's not come back
Let's run away, I don't want to stay
In this state another day
And when we're there we'll forget ourselves
And tell our ghosts to go to hell
Let's run away, I don't want to stay
In this state another day
And when we leave, we'll forget ourselves
And tell our ghosts to go to hell
It's what we do at this age that helps us earn our fucking name
And no matter what I promise you
We'll never be the same
But now we're here, no more thinking. Late night friendships, mistakes are breeding
No regrets
Stranger's smiles
Where are you?
Sunsets, set
No regrets
Stranger's smiles
Where are you?
Sunsets, set
I've found that nothing looks the same
When you're in a dream
So don't look away
Because we might wake up
Let's leave home
And never come back
Let's leave home
And never wake up
SOMETHING THAT MATTERS
[Verse 1]
I look around at all my friends
The 1-2-3-4-5 dead ends
The kids I'll never see again
The kids who mean the most to me
Staying up until the morning
In my kitchen swapping stories;
Memories I can't forget
No matter how the summer went
[Bridge]
We're here!
Forever!
We'll die!
Together!
[Verse 2]
If you plant a seed
It grows into a tree
And to us, to everyone
This never meant a thing
If you plant a seed
It grows into a tree
And I'm sorry Cameron
That she never meant a thing
This song's for you, wherever you might be, I pray that you stay golden and never come back home
[Outro]
This song's for you
This song's for movin' on
This song is for our friends
Who've been there all along
This song's for you
This song's for movin' on
This song is for our friends
Who've been there all along
XD
LET GO OF YOUR BITTERNESS TO FEEL LIKE YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
just liking because of the aphex twin profile pic
and realize you are not alone!!!*
My band just broke up today. I just wished I could be as underrated as merchant ships. Probably not even in this style, just something a person would find and listen to 10 years later. Just something that I could pour my soul into and share to anyone willing to listen. A little ship that I built with love and care, drifting in a world made of endless ocean. Just my little dream. It meant so much though.
your 10 years start now
I've always wanted a band but I never got lucky with meeting the right people so I went solo I transitioned to acoustics and honestly I'm happy but I'm not saying you should do what I do if anything you should form a new band if possible but never quit music never ever quit
@@woolsey1024 don't worry, I'm working on my ep right now.
@@shungite3446 whats your old bands name:(( i wanna listen
@@boyisland2859 there is nothing made. But I put my demos on audiomack with the name Red Maple if you are so inclined.
AS WE SING ALONG TO OUR DEMISE
AS WE SING ALONG TO OUR DEMISE
AS WE SING ALONG TO OUR DEMISE
*panic attack*
these words have a different meaning to me now during the pandemic
Hey Harry, I know I'll come back to this at some point in the future after I've already forgotten I wrote this, and just so you know I hope things are better for you than they are now. All your friends care about you, but not enough that if you push them away long enough that they'll come back. I hope that fucking house and all of its memories have burnt down by now. I hate everything about myself but I love you. I hope you found it.
Hey Harry, I was in a similar boat once. The house never burned down but the memories have faded. In their place are much fonder ones. I found friends that care, and even better is that I care. It is not easy but it truly is worth it. What I would tell myself five years ago is this: time flies but it isn't as scary as you think it is. The world might be even scarier than you think it is, though, the difference is that you have a part to play in that world, no matter how small. Whether it be political, familial, romantic, or creative, I have found things to care about and it's made all the difference. There are a great many things that are unfair and lonely, but having gone through them has made me a person I am proud of. It's so strange to say but it is hard for me to say I would ever make it so I didn't have depression. Maybe I would be happier but I wouldn't be as self-aware or compassionate. I love hard and it's gotten me hurt but it has also brought me close to some wonderful people. Keep pushing Harry, we're all rooting for you.
🧡
💓
💚
💜
I listen to Sleep Patterns when I am depressed. It makes me feel worse but I love it.
Sleep Patterns into Good Weekend is one of the best transitions in music
One of the craziest nights of my life begun while listening to “Something That Matters”. It should’ve made me hate the song, but instead, it transcended into it’s title. It meant everything to me. I used the song as a leaning point to get back to where I needed to be and I will never not be thankful for what the band Merchant Ships has done for me. Thank you.
imma need a follow up op
yeah what happened that night
so fucking real. Stay strong ❤️❤️💪🏿
Hey everyone I know it's not merchant ships but William Bonney remastered their ENTIRE discography and it's al back on Spotify!!!!!
Garth Algar Dude!! Hell yeah!!!
Noah Fisher rejoice rejoice!!!! :~))))) what a great way to take some stress off of finals
when this got removed off spotify, that was a sad day. thanks for letting me know about this
William Bonney who?
@@aaronosrs If serious, William Bonney was Jack Senff's Midwest Screamo band after Merchant Ships.
This is hands down the best 'Screamo' album of the 2010s. This is right next to Saetia's A Retrospective as the best screamo album of all time. This album means so much to me and i cant begin to explain it.
I agree. I bump to who calls so loud and I Hate Sex pretty hard but this is the best modern rendition of screamo. This is coming from someone that is a heavy fan of Orchid and Joshua Fit for Battle, too.
@@thechump10 I could not agree more. THE seminal almost "post-screamo" album if you will haha
this band was a staple, very important to genre, just like mid west pen pals.
Touché Amore has a couple of classics in that timeframe, but this album is one of the GOATs for sure.
Can't believe you're on a an emo song with a Black Metal Profile pic and have BASED and SBG in your name, are you me?
I found this album during one of the happiest times of my life, and no matter how sad it is, it always reminds me of just a purest form of joy
After almost 10 years I could never forget this band
sleep patterns was stuck in my head for MONTHS and I couldn't remember the name of the song or band. so glad these guys existed
still looking for an album that will make me feel this again
Newfound Interest In Connecticut - Tell Me About The Long Dark Path Home 🔥
Inside jokes by Midwest pen pals
never gonna happen to me
Here I am listening to the album 8 years later and I still love it with all my heart
Andrew Cafiero and 5 months after that
A black keys and merchant ships fan
just found this gem
@@nathan_557 make that 2
For Cameron about to be 10 years old
The way this band makes me feel is indescribable. Like my heart is getting swallowed into my gut.
Hearing Sleep Patterns for the first time gutted me
Let go of your bitterness and realize you are not alone
We all stare at vacant ceilings wishing we could just let go
We're all captains
On a sinking
Ship!
The setting sun helps pass the time, as we sing along to our demise
As we sing along to our demise
As we sing along to our demise
I painted a
Picture of a
A blue sky
Our family
(the way
We were
Before
We died)(x2)
I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget:
We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid
Before mom took Emma, before dad “went away”
It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone
From me, to you, with sincerity (x7)
From me, to you
I won't ever leave
I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink
I'm tired, tired, weak from the-
Black skies
I paint our funeral;
We died
'cuz long term ain't meant to be
Our house is painted new colors
Move on, forget the blood inside
I'm tired, I can't feel my heart
I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies
I hope you can remember the way it all used to be I want to see the backs
Of your fucking eyes!
(crying, pleading, please stop hurting me.)
But you're alone
You are still a ghost
And your nerves are worn thin, a smile shed like snake skin
And you trust no one
Keep singing the same song, one hundred times
(until you get the point across:
We're broken.)
But like a box inside a closet
You find nothing can just be let go
Anxious, bitter, your thoughts never changed
But you tell me that you aren't the same?
We all see just how hard you've worked, (but I don't buy it.)
You don't think the world changed, (fucking, do you?)
Get your head out of your heart
Get your head out of your heart
The past haunts you until you die. (x4)
Fear it, fear me
Fear it, fear me
You will never escape
You will never escape Hey! Let's leave home and go to New Jersey
Six hundred miles away from our problems
Let's be happy
Vomit from our fucking mouths
Bile in our throats
Let's not come back
Let's run away, I don't want to stay
In this state another day
And when we're there we'll forget ourselves
And tell our ghosts to go to hell
Let's run away, I don't want to stay
In this state another day
And when we leave, we'll forget ourselves
And tell our ghosts to go to hell
It's what we do at this age that helps us earn our fucking name
And no matter what I promise you
We'll never be the same
But now we're here, no more thinking. Late night friendships, mistakes are breeding
No regrets
Stranger's smiles
Where are you?
Sunsets, set
No regrets
Stranger's smiles
Where are you?
Sunsets, set I've found that nothing looks the same
When you're in a dream
So don't look away
Because we might wake up
Let's leave home
And never come back
Let's leave home
And never wake up I look around at all my friends
The 1-2-3-4-5 dead ends
The kids I'll never see again
The kids who mean the most to me
Staying up until the morning
In my kitchen swapping stories;
Memories I can't forget
No matter how the summer went
We're here!
Forever!
We'll die!
Together!
[Verse 2]
If you plant a seed
It grows into a tree
And to us, to everyone
This never meant a thing
If you plant a seed
It grows into a tree
And I'm sorry Cameron
That she never meant a thing
This song's for you, wherever you might be, I pray that you stay golden and never come back home
Thanks guys
Best their project and release. Just perfect. Sleep Patterns almost made me cry.
This just blew my mind.
id be dead by now if it werent for this album
Glad you’re still here Charlie daddy
I wish we still lived in this era of music
it exists, you just gotta find it
There is some really good emo/skramz/punk happening now, and there always will be.
This album fucking kills me when I'm drunk
got drunk to this album last night. life's fucking rough dude
+Kevin Rodriguez I hope you're okay pal
same bro. however im happy you all got to feel that.
life is rough, but we'll make it somehow boys. somehow some way.
Im here.
9:20 just gave me shivers in my language arts class
I wish that Midwest Pen Pals ep would get a vinyl release...
There's a remastered version. You can find it in the page Sophie's floorboard.
creekandseminole i love the sound of vynle
this 10 month old comment just made my damn day
Alternatively you can use one of the many vinyl making websites to print one for you. Just make sure you send them the remastered edition as it will sound "better".
this sounds like it coud of been released in 98. i like that this style and sound has come back
such a good album so glad I found this morning after five years
I havent seen this channel in my feed in so long. This album hits everytime
the first song is just incredibly great (as is the rest of the album) and rlly fucks me up lol
same
Best emo record of the past 5 years... either this or Whenever if Ever
I'd vote for Whenever, If Ever but that's because i'm only partially into screamo. Also Grow Up, Dude by You Blew It! came out in 2012.
I love this album but my vote would go to What it Takes to
Move Forward, i love it slightly more.
Whenever if ever fucking blows dick. The world WAS beautiful place before I saw them live -.-
Definitely not true. Best Witches Jail shits all over this
@rakkatytam Good one for sure
god, that transition from good weekend into something that matters is so fucking amazing. i love this ep so much.
Holy shit Sleep Patterns...
this album fucks my emotions up
+bearz1lla Old Gray mate
still rocking this part for over 5 years now 16:25
Honestly sad I’m just finding this album. So good
This guitarist is like clearly A tier, if you listen you can really tell with a the little shit going on
LET GO OF YOUR BITTERNESS AND REALIZE YOU ARE NOT ALONE
This is a very special album.
Everyone’s great in this band but this guitarist is the real deal
one of the most heartbreaking and brutal releases in the genre. love this one alot.
Drove to this album while it was raining hard ass fuck back in late of July of last year, Legit couldn't see anything through my window while I was driving and the rain just kept on getting harder and harder and as i was wondering if I was going to drive out alive the words AS WE SING ALONG TO OUR DEMISE was just being blasted out through my shit speakers hell of a drive
Pinebox Doggo damn... sounds like a moment.
This touches me so deep everytime.. takes me back in just 1 moment to the worst stage of my depression :(
Back again after a few years, always come back to this.
Massive nostalgia, Massive bittersweet.
Despite this album being for me, this is the first time I've heard it. It's pretty fucking great.
Sup Cam
but today, there is a god, and he has a plan for him...
this song just started playing on my headphones at work and im trying not to cry in front of my office
fuck ;_:
such nice riffs
Every scene kid I met hated this masterpiece. Typical of posers
GET YOUR HEAD.. OUT OF YOUR....... HEARTTTTTTTT
love this with a passion
Other than All Ten, THE BEST SCREAMO ALBUM PERIOD....
Still here for it *2021
One of my favorite albums.
crazy this came out 4 years ago
wow holy shit, you're right. i read this and i was like haha good one, you got me....then i thought about. This basically did come out like 4 years ago... that's mind boggling
i feel so old
wah wahwah get back together please.
"posted 3 years ago"
ThePkFreeze now its 8 years old time going by too fast
Banger album, love it
Jesus Christ I just discovered these guys I fucking love this album
probably one of the most impactful albums of my teens lol
Wow crazy to see how many views this album has gotten over the years lol haven't been here since like 2013
i hope this is an album future me hears and thinks of teenage me
midwest emo screamo gang
So awesome. Years later, stilllll so good.
Is the Cameron they often refer to Cameron Boucher from Old Gray/Sorority Noise? I'm asking because they even have a song called Old Grey, and I thought it may have been the inspiration for the band Old Gray. Does anyone know this by any chance?
Nah, Cameron from the band Sleep Patterns
GOOD ALBUM!
September 9th 2001
that opening line is so fucking great
I came 7 times
are we going to talk about something that matters
my birth name is cameron, and i ws born sep 7th 2001, which is not exact but close enough to make this feel personal
for future me, when i come back to this album because I'm either drunk, going through it, or just sad, how u doing?
This album feels like the anger stage of grief.
the first song 💔💔💞
WE ALL STARE AT VACANT CEILINGS WISHING WE COULD JUST LET GO
September 9th, 2020
7:18 that's the best advice I've heard in a while
I HOPE YOU REMEMBER HOW MUCH SHE LOVED YOUUU
how could you make this good album
Singer, Jack Senff's new project: theboyrex.bandcamp.com
Guitarist Nick Stutzman's new project: chefgoldblum.bandcamp.com/releases
I fucking love this band!!
Sleep patterns ♥
Wow this album is almost ten years old... fuck.
Music I grew up on always always a dream of mine. To make music like this but no takers
Sad it's not on spotify
Ok. Top 100 with the first contact.
such a classic
Is dude wearing a cloud mouth shirt!? Like the cloud mouth that has the album “that ghost is always with me” (cause pretty sure there is more than one band with the name) ?? Can anyone confirm??
esto me rompe el corasonsito cada vez que lo pongo.
midwest emo gang skramz gang
the GOAT
'epic' albums
holy shit an ep for me
currently scream crying 2 dis song rn
I still love this just as much if not more than before. Fuck this is feels.
So good
I be drunk vibing
I’m confused, were all of these members in William bonney and Midwest pen pals?
Aaron Villa yes yes
No, mmp had a different drummer and jack is the only member of merchant ships in William bonney
@@Spartoksilverhand Wasn't the bassist from merchant ships in william bonney too?
@@Spartoksilverhand the drummer from MWPP was in William Bonney originally as well.
That man jack made 3 short lived incredible bands.