A Dying Art (EP)

by Aaron Robinson

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Recorded 2008-2011, Lake Fever Productions

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released 21 February 2011

A DYING ART (EP) by AARON ROBINSON, 2011

1. Price Is Right
2. Short Division
3. A Dying Art
4. You Will Be Called Home
5. Heaven Sent You

Songs written by Aaron Robinson
Produced by Ryan Malina w/ additional production work by Keith Childrey*
Music recorded by John Baldwin at Lake Fever Productions, 2009, Nashville, TN*
Vocals and additional music recorded at Keith Childrey's home studio, Nashville, TN*
Mixed by Keith Childrey at his home studio, 2010-2011*

*Track 3 ("A Dying Art") recorded by Aaron in room 632 of the Hyatt Place Hotel (Charlotte/City Park) in Charlotte, NC, November 2008. Background vocals recorded at Aaron's house in Old Hickory, TN in February 2011. Produced and Mixed by Aaron.

Mastered by John Baldwin for JohnBaldwinMastering.com, February 2011.

Vocals, guitar, baritone ukulele - Aaron Robinson
Drums - Nicole Childrey
Bass/add'l guitar - Ryan Malina
Guitars - Nathan Hughes
Keyboards - Caryn Cast
Add'l guitars, keyboards, and other noise - Keith Childrey

Cover photograph by Austin Gros at Lake Fever Productions, Nashville, TN. Find him/book him at austingros.com.

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Track Name: Price is Right
I believe in love
makes me hold you close
against your will
I believe in beauty
I believe it has a license to kill
I believe in power
how blind, it doesn't know its own strength
I believe in selfishness
but soon enough
we'll be extinct

and I think there's a God
but it gets harder every day to believe
I thank him for my money
because in his absence
it helps me to grieve
"to grieve for what?", you ask
get inside my head and you will know
"know what?", you plead
you will never know
you will never know
you will never know

talk is cheap in a crowded bar
talk is cheaper on a stage
talk is cheapest behind a podium
so sell, sell it to me
the price is right for me
say you love me
and that I'll be alright
sell it to me
the price is right for me
Track Name: Short Division
we fought about it that night
on the car ride
to the auditorium
and it got worse when we got there
and in the thick air
the music made you cry

and leaves will turn
in our extended term
but as we change
for you, I'll always, I'll always burn
but tonight
I've been indicted
why, why
must we be divided?

and I couldn't be the first one
to love you
wish I'd been around for that
but I hope I am the last one
to hurt you
and I hope this is it

and sad songs end
when they shed their skins
and the rain it pours
and washes clean our sins
and the leaves will turn
in our extended term
but as we change,
for you, I'll always, I'll always burn
and darlin'
just hear what I say
don't cry,
just let the band play
let the band play

and leaves will turn
in our extended term
but as we change,
for you, I'll always, I'll always burn
and tonight, we'll be reunited
Track Name: A Dying Art
you held us in your hands
with all your power
so steady on your land
and it was ours
who knew we'd be as fine as the sand
of an island
we never felt it
ourselves slipping

but you were more than mine
you were everybody's
a little drunk on power's wine
denied your duty
and when you fell off of your pedestal
no one came running
no one forgiving

it's like a dying art, I guess
it's like a dying art, I guess
it's like a dying art, I guess

when they dragged you off in cuffs
all alone and shaking
I thought that you were tough
did God forsake you?
"Lord, please get him out!"
I prayed and prayed for mercy
but I heard nothing, no
no, I felt nothing

and I called on all your friends
the ones who loved you
but the burden of your sins
too strong to budge them
and you came out the end of their gauntlet
broken, stripped and sunken,
unforgiven

it's like a dying art, I guess
it's like a dying art, I guess
it's like a dying art, I guess
Track Name: You Will Be Called Home
come with me now
let me get you out of this house
and pray the sunlight
repairs and renews you
let me smother what hurts
under all my love

but there is no escaping from
a skin that traps the pain inside itself
a life that could easily have killed a
lesser soul
but you just rolled on

we're not as healthy
as we thought we'd be
but you're as happy
as anybody
because you know we'll be
in a safe place someday

but you don't have a way out of
a skin that traps the pain inside itself
a life that could easily have killed a
lesser soul
but you just rolled on

so just hold on
hold on
soon you will be called upon
and you will be called home
Track Name: Heaven Sent You
heaven sent you
heaven sent you
heaven sent you
God looked in my face and said
"boy, you are through."
heaven sent you
heaven sent you
God looked in my face and said
"boy, you are through."

but I didn't believe it til I saw it
how could I have known?

that heaven sent you
heaven sent you
heaven sent you
God, God looked in my face and said
"boy, you are through."
heaven sent you
heaven sent you
God stared me down and said
"here's what you'll do."

and I didn't believe it til I saw it
how can a man know what is on God's mind?

he looked in my eyes and said "believe."
he looked in my eyes and said "believe."
he looked in my eyes and said "believe what you see."
oh, he looked in my eyes and said "believe in me."