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Automatic is an album that most completely describes our music. It is eclectic in its songs and covers the full range of styles that we pride ourselves in being able to play. Love in all its forms, is and has always fueled our music: love of life and its mysteries, love for your home, love of nature, and of course love between people. Automatic is no different. The title track "Automatic" is a tribute to our fans. We owe them everything. - Micah Pueschel
Automatic is an album that most completely describes our music. It is eclectic in its songs and covers the full range of styles that we pride ourselves in being able to play. Love in all its forms, is and has always fueled our music: love of life and its mysteries, love for your home, love of nature, and of course love between people. Automatic is no different. The title track "Automatic" is a tribute to our fans. We owe them everything. - Micah Pueschel
lyrics
Just another day on a desert isle
Caught up in a dream when I caught her smile
Drank her down fast and I felt it burn
I already knew that I’d never learn
She lingered in my thoughts and my memories
I wonder if she’s remember me
I’m underwater and I’m dying slow
All because I can’t let go
You know you can’t fight the undertow
Trying to figure out which way to go
It’s starting to pull me under slow
I’m trying but I can’t let go
Cast another bottle from my lonely shore
Can’t remember who I’m writing for
She’s walking through my dreams like a ghost at night
Stay close to my camp fire light
8 weeks of her in my life
She’s aiming for my heart with her crooked knife
I know I should leave when the tide is low
But I just can’t let go
Chorus
Caught up in a dream when I caught her smile
Drank her down fast and I felt it burn
I already knew that I’d never learn
She lingered in my thoughts and my memories
I wonder if she’s remember me
I’m underwater and I’m dying slow
All because I can’t let go
You know you can’t fight the undertow
Trying to figure out which way to go
It’s starting to pull me under slow
I’m trying but I can’t let go
Cast another bottle from my lonely shore
Can’t remember who I’m writing for
She’s walking through my dreams like a ghost at night
Stay close to my camp fire light
8 weeks of her in my life
She’s aiming for my heart with her crooked knife
I know I should leave when the tide is low
But I just can’t let go
Chorus
credits
from Automatic,
released July 2, 2013
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