Do No Harm​/​The Measure Of split

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released February 10, 2013

Do No Harm is:
Ian Cauldwell - Vocals
Ryan Holman - Guitar
James Trask - Guitar
Parker Ackerman - Bass
Zach Ganshirt - Drums

DNH side recorded at The Office Recording by Mike Moschetto
Mixed and mastered by Jay Maas at Getaway Studios

The Measure Of is:
Austin Curtis - Vocals
Jad Dandashi - Guitar
Nicholas Ross - Guitar
Bryan Walters - Bass
Caspian Cortez - Drums

TMO side recorded by Reed Edwards
Drums tracked by Tony Esparza
Mixed and Mastered by Adam Carrillo at The Dizzy Records

Cover art by Kyle McCoy

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Track Name: Sick Of Living
i guess it's a paradox
a question that can't be answered
do i not see my reflection because the mirror's broken
or did i break it because i couldn't see myself anymore?

are my cut-up fists a karmic response?
i think i wished this bad luck upon myself
it's all coming right back to me now
there's no one to blame but myself

so it's me who's at fault for every misfortune i keep
on my shoulder like a badge of honor, one for every day this week
as if it was something to be proud of, as if i'd even overcome
any trial or tribulation i'd fucking put myself through

and if you look closely
you will watch me shatter, oh
you've seen the spiderweb cracks
running through me these last few years

like expectations yours and mine
shards will fall beneath your feet
a puzzle you might recognize
if you could put back the pieces

even worse than the self inflicted wounds
i'm as sorry as i can be
because the gashes in your skin i'd try
to nurse are remnants of me

you've been on the receiving end of the
debris between you and me
and love i'm afraid when it happens
the sharp edges will hit a vein

but when i hit the ground
there will be a beautiful sound
and all that's left is to pick up the pieces
Track Name: Unwilling To Die
that little boy
sat on the shore
cast his rod
into the water

his old man
over his shoulder
kept him steady
his entire life

but the shore passes blind judgement
and yet it asks for blind faith

whether or not you hear the waves coming
whether or not you heed their call
we all go under some day.
the tide will take us all

i spent too many days on this ocean
to watch another, another good man drown
leave another little boy ashore

so helpless, we sit and wait
for the day we cry, this has to be a mistake
this isn't fair, no

but i watched his boy
grow into a man
someone i'm proud to know
and call my friend

who could have let this happen?
how could you let this happen?

nobody can change the tide
Track Name: The Measure Of - One Phrase
Another shot, another miss
I’m longing to find happiness is more than ignorant bliss
If this is true, then I’m content in giving life one final, goodnight kiss

But, by discourse and perfect diction, satisfaction—
Well, that’s content’s definition

Yet, who’s more enlightened; the clouds or the earth
Should I invest my love in the sky or the dirt?
Afraid of the breeze that we don’t see
Yeah, that’s just fidelity
Well, I cleared dust, debris off of me and I found beauty in the tragedy
I lost myself in a chemical stagger
The foul practice turned itself on me
I’m confronting the edge of ice and darkness
To free the left of my chest
Let my love breathe

The actors may have everything now, but it’s still the authors with a thorn in our side

But, by discourse and perfect diction, satisfaction—
Well, that’s content’s definition
Track Name: The Measure Of - Amo Te
A prophet of urban decay and alienation
We'll toast to the starts; contrived disintegration
To stay inspired off of isolation
A star is bored, and hey, that's my situation

If history is a wheel, then we've broken the spokes
Yeah, piety ain't real
Our fathers' dreams were a hoax

If the past is the past, I will no longer fear it
But there's a strain in my voice, and oh God I hear it
This forced yelling has taken its course
I've softened the noise, but my voice is still hoarse
The best are best at letting go
Does your hand struggle to drop the rope?
Are you Deborah? Are you Annik?
I'm hanging our love
To you from me

I fought what I feel, waver on spirit
If the past is the past, I will no longer fear it
This forced yelling has taken it's course
I've softened the noise, but my voice is still hoarse
The best are best at letting go
Does your hand struggle to drop the rope?
I used to drink blood, but now I leak
I'm carving our love onto every last tree

Amo Te