You Die Every Time Always

by Fiction is Fun

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    Fiction is Fun's first studio album, Recorded by Kyle Jones of Sleeping Brotherhood Studios. Comes in a lovely folded cardcase with original art by Kelley Kavanaugh, Caleb Hall, and Fred Thulson. Also included is a large poster.

    Includes immediate download of 10-track album in the high-quality format of your choice (MP3, FLAC, and more), plus unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
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released 23 March 2012

All Music Written and Performed by Fiction is Fun

Recorded by Kyle Jones of Sleeping Brotherhood Studios

Album art: Sarah Cass, Caleb Hall, Kelley Kavanaugh, Frederick Thulson

Package design by SQGLZ print shop

Funded in part by kickstarter.com contributors (listed in liner notes)

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Track Name: Whiskey 101
whiskey, you are my savior,
burbon is true splendor,
and it's to you I ask this favor:
take me home
yeah take me home.
Track Name: Cactus Man
I'm a cactus man
got a cactus arm
in cactus land
got a cactus farm
with a practiced hand
in the dry mojave
I till the sand
grow blue agave

cause I know
nothing else of consequence can grow.

well she would be
my desert flower
my buzzing bee
my april shower
Track Name: Heavy Boots
far and wide across the sea no matter when or where I be as distant as the eyes can see heavy boots carry me.
heavy boots they carry me far and wide across the sea wide and far across the sea these boots they carry heavily
and the wind
comes a rushing


bootstraps pull and heartstrings tug as heavy boots go where they will I'm hanging to the windowsill, black soles rub against the floor.
as I'm walking to the door, arches red and ankles sore
my muscles curl and twist about, tendons peel across the floor
and the wind rushes in the door
my feet are old my heart is sore
and the wind
could I ask for more
you hear my heart and ocean roar.
Track Name: Crankybones
I know I'm young and you're a bit older, but fuck it, it's a number.
Track Name: Worn and Weathered
Throw caution to the wind, lord how long has it been? Oh, where do I begin? Ramble on for days just to wind up in this place
with your patience and your grace.
Compassion, understanding, when demands are rather stranding
friends like you are a grand thing

worn and weathered but standing strong
we've all seen our dark days with help from friends along

With you all in my life, world can throw me now strife, oh
troubles never rife

and we'll throw the bottles back, till we're seeing carbon black
on the tethered track.
Track Name: Harrowed
Harrowed, calling me away, I can't feel the pain, it's shifting everyday. Cold birds all circled round, searching for their prey, down on the mottled ground
and you, holding up your hand like you can reach this smog and wrap it into thread
grown hallow sweet and soft, can't quite call it dead with all it's branches falling off.

sun-soothed winds rattle, waking from the rain
moonshine in the bottle, waxing as I wane.