The Lonely Scientist (EP)

by Ryan Rebo

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Recorded in New York City, September of 2009.

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released 06 September 2010
Ryan Rebo: lyrics, vocals, instrumentation
Erica Quitzow: violin, cello
Recorded in NYC at Republik Studios
Produced by Dan Tobiason and Ryan Rebo
Mixed by Dan Tobiason and Ryan Rebo
Mastered in The Quarantine of Folk
Cover photo by Andrew Shepherd
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Cover layout/design by Ryan Rebo

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tags: acoustic alt-country alternative ambient folk indie indie folk rock eclectic indie indie pop

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Track Name: Lonely Scientist
His hair is turning gray
Where it used to be brown
He carries a paper bag
Underneath his arm
It was full of new ideas
He had written down
Theories that could make
Any scholar's parade

Well good lord, what a list!
A list of things to do!
He wrote in '86
With intentions to follow through
He scraped against time
and time scraped back
He never made it out of town
But it's not too late for that

He just got used to it
Became a lonely scientist
Track Name: Animal
Lets never talk about the weather again
When we could talk of the redemption
that would cover our sin
Or the gap between us that we can't seem to close
There's objects in the way and I'd like
To talk about those

My mind is open, but my heart must be closed
Closed of to the things that could make me whole again
If I let your words sink in and soften the blow
Come and soften the blow so I
can feel you like an animal

I can't remember when I felt it for real
'cause I've made a big deal out of practically nothing
I can hear something and it's calling my name
But I'll cover it, ignoring it, just for one more day

Tell me a story that I'll never forgot
I'll put it in my pocket, and pay you back another day
Let's gather up our worries, and all our regrets
and take 'em down to the water
That we haven't even seen yet

If I let your words sink in and soften the blow
Come and soften the blow so I
can feel you like an animal
Track Name: Manipulate
Ohohohohohhh
Don't make me do it
Ohohohohohhh
I'm gonna lose it
And hope, if you believe it
I don't, so I won't receive it

If I'm not at home
Than I'm up on the hill
Or I might be by the river
Trying to get my shit together
Ohh for you, we;ll manipulate the weather, for you

Ohohohohohhh
We're in a crossfire
We're shooting down
What belongs up in the sky
And I hope, I hope we lose it
'Cause maybe than we will rebuild it

If I'm not at home
Than I'm up on the hill
Or I might be by the river
Just pushing stones together
Ohh for you, we'll manipulate the weather, for you
Track Name: Telephone
I sink like a stone
When I am alone
And when you leave the house
I'll dial you up on the telephone

We're climbing up the ladder
Pretending that it matters
Still we sink like we're stones
When we are alone

So I'm not coming home
Home
No I'm not coming home
Home

We sink like we're stones
When we are alone
And when you leave the house
I'll dial you up on the telephone

So I'm not coming home
Home
I wouldn't know where to start or where to go
To get home
No I'm not coming home
Track Name: Million Feet Apart
Last time I called you
The universe exploded
The city, it ate you
And spit you back out

I was turning money
Into foreign relationships
I became complacent
Didn't think we would win

What you've got
It's everything I'm not
Where I eat
To where you sleep
It's a million feet apart