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released 27 January 2012

All songs and lyrics written by Crystal Bright
Recorded and mixed by Randy Seals at On Pop of the World Studios
Tracks 8 and 13 recorded and mixed by David Moore
Mastered by G & J Audio
CD Design by Christopher Lubinski, Crystal Bright, and Kemp Stroble
Front cover art by Rusty McDonald inspired by "November" by Shannon Stamey (October Illustrations)
Photography: Rusty McDonald (DividingMe Photography)
CD face painting by Natasha Vinas


Crystal Bright: Vocals, Piano, Accordion, Saw, Adungu, Khaen, Bombo, copper pipes, washing machine, tambourine, toy piano
Diego Diaz: Guitars (Electric, Nylon, Lapsteel w/ Ebow)
Peter Lewis: Drum Kit
Randy Seals: Drum Kit , shaker, backing vocals, Moog, synths, tambourine Glockenspiel, Bass, pipes and washing machine
Sanders Davis: Bass
Charles Kurtz: Bass
Jeremy Denman appears on trumpet courtesy of The Urban Sophisticates
Mike O'Malley appears on Irish Bouzouki courtesy of Mike O'Malley

Thanks to everyone who made this record possible. You know who you are. We love you so much!

Copyright @ Crystal Bright 2011 (ASCAP)

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Crystal Bright and the Silver Hands Greensboro, North Carolina

Crystal's songs heavily incorporate her educational background in Anthropology and Ethnomusicology and her experiences playing in groups that have varied from Mariachi, Chinese, Balinese Gamelan, Samba, to Ugandan ensembles.
"This is what it would sound like if Kate Bush were to genetically fuse with Danny Elfman and Dresden Dolls in some strange biological experiment."
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Track Name: Especially Your Mother
You walked around me to see what's on the other side, what's behind.
You walked beside me and before you walked out the door, I adored you.
Shame on you for needing some sort of apathy.
Shame on you for wanting more, parading your fancy grace.

You told me one thing that I took straight to my heart, that's the start.
If things were different, then I wouldn't have the heart to tell you.
Shame on you for sharing some sort of aimless grief.
Shame on you for being so kind to everyone, especially your mother.
And how you tried to be everything to me, but we both knew that it would
never work out in the end. Oh well...
You walked around me to see what's on the other side, what's behind.
You walked beside me, and before you walked out the door, I adored you.
Shame on you for needing some sort of apathy.
Shame on you for being so kind to everyone, Especially your mother.
And how I tried to be everything to you, but we both knew that it would never
work out in the end. Oh well...
Track Name: Drowned Out
If the room was only big enough for a hushed and weary sound, and the clock was slowly ticking and pounding in my head,
And the roots grow slowly over all the books and words we've said, and my hands become invisible to the notes that fill the air, and the reason that we're here today is constantly reproachably the last thing that lingers here...
Tick, tock, the waves are crashing
past the dock of inconveniences,
and all the rhymes and reasons happens to be, fortunately, your greedy little mouths drowned out.
And all the way from the east side there,
upon a strand of a stranger's hair we stare as the sun pierces through the last of the stones that held up the thrones of gods who cater to horders and lawyers and doctors and all of your guns and knives will be the end
of a time that could have been sublime, but we'll always end up in the mouths of the rats in the cracks
of the walls waiting for us, patiently. And all of the mountain people know that in the eyes of man will grow
the ugliest sight that we'll never see all crumbs and dust and then no trees...
Track Name: The Misplaced Zygote: Down the Wrong Chimney
Falling down on the reprise of this story that says I'm lost to myself
and all of those on the other side of the fire and the ashes
pretending to be my guides in this world of ghosts and mirrors.

Hush hush now you won't feel a thing.
It's like "they" say, "no pain, no gain."
Feeding me worms when I'm meant to eat lilies,
violets, chickweed, and hay
I can no longer be this way, if I ever want to live again.
Ay, ay, ay....

and I do dream all the time of flying to the moon.
I will be free of this and everything you want from me.
Track Name: Adungu
Right by your side dear, I wouldn't lie there,
and if the chicory root unfolds,
and all those things that you've gone and told me were true,
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, lie to me
Inside your eyes there lies all of the right fears
and if everything works out fine
and I stay right where you want me to be
Right by your side dear, I wouldn't lie there
and if everything works out fine
and I stay right....
Track Name: Corpus Callosum
Right by your side dear, I wouldn't lie there, and if the chicory root
unfolds, and all those things that you've gone and told me were true, but not you...
So if you want me, then show me, but not too much, cause you'll scare me.
It's true, I do, continue to play this game with you.
What is my right name? What is my left name? Corpus callosum.
Inside your eyes there lies all the right fears.
So what if everything works out fine,
and I stay right where you've always wanted to be,
with me, but there's always the chance of leaving...
and I told you to stop waiting, it's true, I do,
continue to play this game with you.
If you can tell me, then you will be worthy
of taking my paw in yours and resting upon my floor all night.
Track Name: Today
Today, today, today
Why must you stay? Why must you take?
I left you here to place your fears inside of my mouth.
It's time I spit them out.

If I could pretend that you were my friend,
then I would be so kind, but I am not blind.

Today...
Today I walked beside you.
Today I loved you.
Track Name: Toy Hammer
In step with the bellows of a strange kind of sound
the clock keeps on ticking, but you won't turn around,
you won't turn around.
Inside of the belly of a strange kind of house,
lies the stink of formaldehyde and warm cherry pie
dripping down my thighs.

Around, around, around, they taunt me, they touch me.
Waiting, waiting, waiting, ghosts in the corridor, ghosts in the corridor
Wading, wading, wading through haunted riffs of past lives.
Unfinished thoughts, unfinished wants...

It's hard to imagine all the tools that you brought
to help with the surgery that's got me so distraught
and opened up my heart,
but they won't fix a thing, if you don't keep them clean.
Stop drawing up the blue prints and hand them all to me.
Step aside and see....

Unfinished thoughts, unfinished wants...
are free.
Track Name: In December
You breathe in my ear and you press me against you
and I'll always love how you smell in the morning,
and I sing in your hear and I press you against me,
and you'll always remember what I said in November...

You speak in my ear and I try to remember what we
did on the evening in the cold of December,
and I dream in your ear, and I brush my hands gently
through your hair and I wonder how it could be any softer...

I try to hide the burning inside
to be sure of what was already secure
Track Name: Killing Table
To be killed by two hands of yours, it's love and the table is bare.
All that's left is my ear and the soft sound of grass.
Waiting here is nothing compared to waiting there...

To be killed by two feet of yours, it's hate and the table is bare.
All that's left is my mouth and the sweet and bitter taste of chocolate and figs.
Waiting here is nothing compared to waiting there...

To be killed by two mouths of yours, it's love and the table is bare.
All that's left is my eyes and the brilliant sight of red.
Waiting, waiting, waiting waiting...
Track Name: Spiral Sky
Gazing up at the spiral sky
I feel so calm with open eyes.
So light, so free, falling down into your arms
that hold me up with dignity.
Is this real, this love, this light?
Revealing
itself only after the fight and flight to flee
drifting down for you to see me now
for who I'm really meant to be.

The bodies that wash up on the shore
must mark the day that love must rule
against all odds we break down the walls of pain and fear
of distrust and anger
I'll teach you to love but you must hold on to it
through the times of doubt and discomfort
and when you all fall I'll be there waiting....
The bridge will bring us together....
Track Name: Little Match Girl
Out in the streets she begged all alone.
Soft dreams fade out, hard dreams stay true,
so, what could she do...
her toes, her legs, her arms and fingers blue.

Nobody's there for her in the cold dark night.
The first match burnt bright, with no wood or sight
of color in her face.
A fantasy, a tree, the love of her life.

Cold and blue, a star falls like the snowflakes in her hair. Hopeless now she dies and lies so still,
and she'll never know what she
is capable of making and breaking
cause there will be no tomorrow
there will be no tomorrow