Small Town Museums

by Hides A Well

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released December 26, 2015

Adam Kaniper - bass, vocals, guitar on 2 and 9
Bryan Kwasnik - glockenspiel, guitars, keyboards, melodica, melodigrand, ukulele, vocals, wurlitzer
John Fisher - drums, percussion, vocals

with:
Brielle Stango - vocals on 1, 4, 7 and 9
Gregg Hoekstra - bass on 3
Jacob Egan - drums on 3 and 10
Molly Farrell - vocals on 5, 8, 9 and 10
Rebekah Stickler - violin on 5, 9, and 10
Steven Donahue - banjo on 8 and vocals on 5


all songs by Hides A Well.
recorded and mixed by Bryan Kwasnik at Blue Comet Recording 2013-2015.
except banjo on 8 recorded by Steven Donahue at Quasi-Magic.
mastered by Joe Egan at Missile Silo Studios.
artwork by Bridgette Frank.

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Track Name: Summer Reading
we weren’t short on arguments
a grocery list of miscommunication
promises I couldn’t hold
across the pond, like skipping stones
let two years pass and split the difference
never knew what to make of you
never knew what to feel for you

I want to be on opposite ends of the couch
reading our latest obsessions
with our legs intertwined, your toes tickle my side
just ten thousand words and you
Track Name: Cat of the Canals
you change yourself like others change clothes
hang it on the wall when you get home
now you're no one, now you're a cat
now you're no one, now you're a cat

you're waiting for winter to come
sewing with your needle, dreaming of home
now you're no one, now you're a cat
now you're no one, now you're a cat

I'm a wolf in my dreams
Track Name: Bookcase
I don't know where we'll go
I don't know what we'll take
it's so hard to tell what percent is fantasy
you know when it's wrong
you know when it's right
you know when it's wrong and this feels right

I can't wait to fill out our bookcase

I'm so scared of change
I want everything the same
but we'll make a new same that I'll want to stay
it will be strange
but one day
it will be something I keep obsessively

I can't wait to fill out our bookcase
Track Name: Small Town Museum
digging holes in our backyard, all we find are dead earthworms
cut in half
but they still move 'cause they've got too many hearts
we'll bury them when we're done
there's got to be some treasure hiding in the dirt
old pennies from 1901
and five arrowheads we found by the pond

this spot is made up of a hundred thousand foot prints
that pack the dirt in
everything gets buried under our heels
so surprised to see them again
we'll turn our house into a small town museum
with all the things we find
artifacts from stranger times, artifacts that
no one remembers and nobody cares
but we'll keep holding on
Track Name: Tiny Galaxies
if atoms are tiny galaxies, we destroy a million when we breathe
but I guess that you make a billion more when you sneeze
and you're the prettiest universe that I have ever seen
I don't like to think about infinity,
will someone please make it smaller for me
and in the stars there'll be our own
constellations that we have grown
what do you want to make?
if time is only relative, when are we right now?
and is there a parallel me perpetually out of reach
but one day I'll see?
and in the stars there'll be our own
constellations that we have grown
Track Name: Reverse Building
it's time to start whatever this is
we both know this used to be a mess
and it still looks like that
the dreams we had are destined for the trash
but I just want to pretend, I just want to pretend
we are all looking for something missing
but more pieces fall off while we're searching

it's time to start whatever this is
got to pull my head out of the sand
I don't want to know, I don't want to know
we are all looking for something missing
but more pieces fall off while we're searching

we are all looking for something missing
but more pieces fall off while we're searching
it's a struggle to get the parts working
always just reverse building
Track Name: Epilogue
each room I walk through is time travel
a thousand memories cling to their walls

I know that you'll go and I'll wait here

epilogues can only appease for so long
forever wonder where they are and where they go
they hover out of reach just like a ghost
that frail memories still try to grasp

I know that you'll go and I'll wait here

what is left when the credits roll?
do they keep living or does the world end?
do the stories die, but shine on like light from a dead star
that we keep watching?
Track Name: I'm Afraid of Everything
I'm afraid of everything
I can't stop my heart from fluttering
I swear I'm having a heart attack
I swear I'm having a heart attack

I'm afraid of everything
I can't stop my brain from worrying
I bet this plane is gonna crash
I bet this plane is gonna crash
Track Name: Box
we both know that we'll just end up in a box
we've got time to kill until it's a genocide
and we'll ask heaven's front desk
how much for a second try?

in a hundred years or so someone will dig us up
and expose our bones to the sun
they'll box us up and ship us out
put on display in a glass case

and flashes will go off every time
someone peeks into our box
everyone will want to know
who we were and where we'd go
with faces pressed to the glass
they leave behind fingerprints
moving on to something else
whatever caught their eye
and we'll wait right there
for the next one to point and stare
we don't look our best
please just let us rest

what we leave behind will have you scratching your minds
but just make up shit if you want
things you've never seen, functions that can't be dreamed
is this ritualistic or just something pretty?

and flashes will go off every time
someone peeks into our box
everyone will want to know
who we were and where we'd go
with faces pressed to the glass
they leave behind fingerprints
moving on to something else
whatever caught their eye
and we'll wait right there
for the next one to point and stare
we don't look our best
please just let us rest
Track Name: Asleep / Strings
it's not hard to drown on dry land
it's not hard to drown right where you stand
this isn't happening
must be a bad dream
and I hope your last thoughts were good

there's a million strings tied to each of my cells
pulling in different ways
so tight I can't move at all
i'll have to cut some off to get anywhere
but if they all snap at once, where will I go?