Chapter 4 // April 2013 // Forward Motion // Pattern
Joel Ackerson – vocals, guitars and accordion //
Eric Andersen – vocals and piano //
Megan Slankard – vocals and guitars //
Zack Teran – vocals and bass
“Forward Motion” and “Pattern”
Produced by The Novelists // “Forward Motion” was engineered by Michael Cross at Ex’pression College For Digital Arts //“Pattern” was engineered by Joel Ackerson at True Story Records // Additional Engineering by Eric Andersen, Megan Slankard, and Zack Teran // “Forward Motion” and “Pattern” were mixed by JJ Wiesler
Guest Musician on “Forward Motion”
– Kyle Caprista – drums
Guest Musician on “Pattern”
–Justin Kruger – drums
“Forward Motion” ©℗ 2013 Megan Slankard
“Pattern” ©℗ 2013 Joel Ackerson
LYRICS
FORWARD MOTION (Slankard)
Recently we have been overpacking our brains
Wishing we were smarter
And really, there’s a lot of useless crap
I’m aware of that, some is gonna sneak in
Something’s gone wrong with my thinking cap
It’s jam-packed, and it’s time for you to chime in
Who am I gonna bug now that you are leaving
Boy, I wish I could be lighter
It’s really hard to move around with so much stuff
It worries us, it weighs us down
And it’s pretty much the same with inertia
I’m afraid of the ups and the downs
So you stand, and we raise
For the toasting
You won’t speak, but we clink
With our potions
To forward motion
Scares me half to death but I’m glad someone’s leading the party
We all wish we were bolder
Please tell me that I won’t get stuck behind a desk
I must confess, that’s a little crushing
The way you push yourself to always dream
It inspires me to keep on dreaming
So you stand, and we raise
For the toasting
You won’t speak, but we clink
With our potions
To forward motion
And it’s just the same with inertia
I’m afraid of the ups and the downs
So you stand, and we raise
For the toasting
This stops time for a goodbye
For who knows when
We don’t speak, but we clink
With our potions
To forward motion
PATTERN (Ackerson)
Little girl, won’t you look around at the mess you’re making here
Always acting like you’re the one who’s been abused
You’ll try anything or anyone who helps you not to see
That you’re the one who could’ve just refused
Think back to the night when you started dating
Right into the arms of your second boyfriend
While all along there’s a third one waiting
You’ve lost count, but the pattern’s the same
Little boy, won’t you look inside at the lie you’re harboring
All you’re giving them is only what they deserve
You’ll try anything or anyone who helps you not to feel
The love you hide, cause of wasting it on her
Think back to the night when you started dating
Right into the arms of your second girlfriend
While all along there’s a third one waiting
You’ve lost count, but the pattern’s the same
On to the night of your next distraction
Anything’s better than being alone
The more poison that you take the faster
You forget that the pattern’s the same
Take some time, take some time, take some time
Back to the night when you started dating
Right into the arms of your second boyfriend
While all along there’s a third one waiting
You’ve lost count, but the pattern’s the same
On to the night of your next distraction (on to the night)
Anything’s better than being alone (being alone)
The more poison that you take the faster
You forget that the pattern’s the same