Brownwall

Brownwall

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Brownwall episodes

  • Cosmic Rift
    Ride this ship until the fall
    Faithful companion
    In the night that never ends
    We stand at the precipice
    Planets fold into each other
    A skyline extinguishing
    Did they see us as they went down
    Or are we truly alone
    Lost in time and space
    Fading into this deep
    There’s no fear in here
    We are the last and first
    The cosmic rift is closing
    Binding us all
    The cosmic rift is closing
    Singularity
    Planets fold into each other
    A skyline extinguishing
    Did they see us as they went down
    Or are we truly alone
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboards, Vocals
    Carl Cunningham - Bass
    Stephen Murphy - Drums, Guitar
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    3 min
  • Kentucky Hot Brown
    Been a hundred years
    Since this legend was born
    And it’s not just hype
    It’s on the window
    Served up piping hot
    A rite of passage they say
    Take it down in increments
    And you’ll want to lose that belt
    This isn’t a task for mere strangers
    You want to drink
    You want to smoke
    You want to scream
    Kentucky Hot Brown
    Get up and greasy
    Sticking to my ribs
    Crispy bread
    It intimidates
    Dangerous cheese
    A belly buster all told
    Take it down in increments
    And you’ll want to lose that belt
    This isn’t a task for mere strangers
    You want to drink
    You want to smoke
    You want to scream
    Kentucky Hot Brown
    You saved my day
    You fed my crew
    Now that bourbon can lay right
    It’s a fantasy
    Warm and full I’m holding court
    A part of the tapestry
    You want to drink
    You want to smoke
    You want to scream
    Kentucky Hot Brown
    Sop it up now
    John Makarewicz - Guitar
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    4 min
  • The Circle and the Square
    I’m a traveler in this world
    Who’s nobody’s favorite
    And you bump against the edges
    Nowhere fits
    Can you deny it
    We don’t belong here
    Show me a place
    Where the circle and the square can rise above it
    In free space
    Where shapes can breathe
    No interference
    No rules
    Just you
    Just you
    Just you
    You try to be the one
    Who bends into the mold
    But soon you’re squeezed
    And the pain returns
    Show me a place
    Where the circle and the square can rise above it
    In free space
    Where shapes can breathe
    No interference
    No rules
    Just you
    Just you
    Just you
    We don’t fit together
    But we don’t fit anywhere
    This place is broken
    Let’s not let it win
    We don’t give in
    We break it back
    So we all can fit
    Show me a place
    Where the circle and the square can rise above it
    In free space
    Where shapes can breathe
    No interference
    No rules
    Just you
    Just you
    Just you
    John Makarewicz - Guitar
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Carl Cunningham - Bass
    Stephen Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Vocals
    4 min
  • Feelings
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Yeah we know it
    Winning is the way to go
    Yeah we know it
    Santa’s plan is bonkers
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Feels so good
    Yeah we know it
    Winning is the way to go
    Yeah we know it
    Santa’s plan is bonkers
    Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
    John Makarewicz - Bass, Guitar
    Stephen Murphy - Drums, Guitar, Backing Vocals
    4 min
  • Only Mountains
    Now I’m leaving home
    The battlefield behind
    Not a conqueror in even the loosest sense
    I’m just holding out hope
    There’s better days ahead
    Only mountains left to brave
    The sweetest thing I can’t afford to fake
    Obstacles are gone
    When I see these roads end
    Only mountains in the way
    Wilder days have followed me
    My idyll once met with pride is now
    Just a sandbox to leave behind
    My mind an unfrozen pool
    Only mountains left to brave
    The sweetest thing I can’t afford to fake
    Obstacles are gone
    When I see these roads end
    Only mountains in the way
    There’s no curses in these winds
    I hear my own voice clear
    The noise has become sound
    My path finally a straight line
    Only mountains left to brave
    The sweetest thing I can’t afford to fake
    Obstacles are gone
    When I see these roads end
    Only mountains in the way
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Vocals
    4 min
  • William L
    Standing in the gutter
    Cannot find the words to express my shame
    Alone under the roads of the city
    I’m not a willing party
    To your outsider stance
    Your words bounce right off me
    I’m that man
    Wake up to my warm body
    I’m looking deep into your soul
    At home as the pulse of the city
    I’m not a willing party
    To your outsider stance
    Your words bounce right off me
    I’m that man
    I’m at home in stone washed denim
    As I stare into the sea
    William L
    You know me well
    You love me
    All about the spotlight
    I carry the sting of heat
    I hunt the dark corners of the city
    I’m not a willing party
    To your outsider stance
    Your words bounce right off me
    I’m that man
    I’m not a willing party
    To your outsider stance
    Your words bounce right off me
    I’m that man
    I’m at home in stone washed denim
    As I stare into the sea
    William L
    You know me well
    You love me
    Stephen Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    5 min

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