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Over Land, Over Sea

by Ellery

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1.
If all it took was a word, you would have talked about it until the backs of the stars got tired hearing bout it You only said you were sorry when it came to you easy We could almost hear you over all your mistakes If all it took was a good cry, you'd have drowned us in it Got you in some Noah's Ark til all the dying finished You always knew the way out was looking like you meant it We could almost believe you oh when we were asleep And in the dark, you should know we made a promise we would never hurt you for your lies  But in our hearts, you should know sometimes secretly we all think maybe we should try So I hope you sleep well Goodnight If all it took was a prayer, you would have played us with it Led your sheep to the slaughter while you asked forgiveness You always said you're a good man, you had “good intentions” We could almost see them on the backs of your hands In the dark you should know we made a promise we would never hurt you for your lies  But in our hearts, you should know sometimes secretly we all think maybe we should try So I hope you sleep well Goodnight In the dark you should know we made a promise we would never hurt you for your lies  But in our hearts, you should know sometimes secretly we all think maybe we should try It would be so easy to take the low road, the only one you know so it would be so easy leave you blindsided, everybody high fiving everybody’d finally sleep tight Goodnight
2.
We got a long track record of dreaming of getting lost and torn apart at all our seams Yeah we go way back, back to the river   back to the women no god bothered to deliver We come from cigarettes, yeah and old shoes from moving out every time the rent was due And penniless old men with guitars and children in the back room praying in the dark Tennessee whiskey    Oh, it's in the blood and bones of me Hallelujah, hallelujah We wore our sleeves long, covered our bruises The first to whine or cry in front of daddy loses We sang the church songs, prayed to the holy ghost Stayed up all night washing blood out of our Sunday clothes From cheap shacks and a bloody cough from orphans raised under a bloody cross Oh we go way back - back to the moonshine Back to raising hell and dying young and doing time Tennessee whiskey    Oh, it's in the blood and bones of me Hallelujah, hallelujah
3.
For the last time, I'm not gonna do it I’m not gonna say it Don’t you put me through it For the last time, I'm not gonna wait on you If you hesitated, you've got only you to blame Cause we’ve had centuries of silence human flesh and concrete floors No small amount of true repentance piled up just outside your door So I'm done waiting 
I'm done waiting I'm not waiting anymore   For the last time, I'm not gonna do it I’m not gonna say it Don’t you put me through it For the last time, I'm not gonna wait on you If you hesitated, you've got only you to blame Cause we’ve had centuries of silence human flesh and concrete floors No small amount of true repentance piled up just outside your door So I'm done waiting 
I'm done waiting I'm not waiting anymore
4.
Stupid thing you said in the dark that you've never known who you are  You’ve followed every single star like it could take you home But every road ends up in the same bed you laid your head yesterday The same worried look on your face just as lost and alone Over land oh, oh over sea it will come, it will come, wait and see Will the sun not rise though you sleep? Keep her deserts dry though you weep? So sleep You were lost, you said, from the start Tried to crowd out some broken heart Stayed up all hours in the dark like it could save your soul But the earth’s got plenty of time and if you take a breath she’ll be fine She can bear your weight, love, and mine if you let it go Over land oh, oh over sea it will come, it will come, wait and see Will the sun not rise though you sleep? Keep her deserts dry though you weep? So sleep So sleep So sleep You’ve had your dreams as deep as the sea  All the things you thought you would be But this is you, love, now, this is me I think we’re beautiful
5.
Hey baby, do your worst I've seen too much to fight it Hey baby, do your worst There's too much wrong to right it Don't say you're sorry Just do what you have to do ** Hey baby, don't hold back There's no use now pretending Hey baby, don't hold back Your silences won't change the ending  Don't say you're sorry Just do what you have to do ** You made this bed and you're gonna lay in it, lay in it You got this far, now baby let's go  You can't do no more harm just by saying it, saying it -- Ain't nothing gonna break my heart that I don't already know ** Hey baby, do your worst I've seen too much to fight it Hey baby, do your worst There's too much wrong to right it

about

Early in 2016, while I was somewhere chest-deep in research and fluorescent lights,
Justin was combing through folders of iPhone recordings, lyrics, takes and retakes.
He pulled five from the stacks, imagining lives for them.

It’s not that we hadn’t been recording. We’d found ourselves in studios, circling tracks we later shelved. We’d listen, hearing maps that only took us where we’d been.
We didn’t want to go again.

One afternoon he sent their titles in an email:
five songs, all roots and fissures, landscapes and reckonings.
I’d found some of their lines in corners alongside poems: threat, delight, panic, fatigue, unconditional something. Do your worst.
And there were hallelujahs, drawn from the throat of an old Gibson
in a house where we no longer live.
Does it seem fitting?
And wary warnings, carved now around harp strings and shimmery guitars.
They’ve threaded themselves together.

Here are five songs we leaned into, listening as they took shape in the hands of amazing musicians. Bows, keys, breath, an unaccountable rumble. We wound up somewhere we’ve never been. We hope you’ll come with us.

This is you, love, now, this is me; I think we’re beautiful.

-Tasha & Justin
Ellery

credits

released June 26, 2017

Musicians:

Tasha Golden - Vocals, Piano, Rhodes

Justin Golden - Electric Guitar, Pump Organ, Wurlitzer, Juno Synth, Optigan, Etc

Tyler Chester - Hammond B3, Wurlitzer, Mellotron, Tack Piano, Samples, Treatments, Etc

Jennifer Condos - Bass

Bradley Meinerding - Electric Guitar

Paul Patterson - Violin
Joshua Seurkamp - Drums, Percussion

Ben Sollee - Cello



Recorded by:

Justin Golden in Cincinnati, OH; Louisville, KY

Anne Gauthier and Kevin Ratterman at La La Land, Louisville, KY

Jen Condos in Los Angeles, CA

Tyler Chester in Los Angeles, CA

Paul Patterson in Cincinnati, OH



Produced by Justin Golden
Mixed by Justin Golden

Mastered by Shelly Steffens at Chicago Mastering Service

Photography by Michael Wilson
Artwork by Elizabeth Hatchett

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Ellery Louisville, Kentucky

Ellery’s intimate, lush-pop songs are heard in feature films, TV dramas (ABC, SHOWTIME, FOX, NETFLIX), and taken them across the globe over years of touring. The band writes and records between research, mixing projects, and indulging two black cats. Ellery makes loud louds and quiet quiets. ... more

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