Inward

by Tree River

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credits

released 30 December 2014

Produced, mixed and mastered by T.J. Lipple
Engineered by Nick Anderson
Inner Ear Studios, Arlington, VA

Album artwork by Abi Kallushi

Tree River is Trevor Friedman & Phil Cohen

Drums: Jeff Lamoureaux
Cello: Kate Rears Burgman (Mountains, Rose)
Violin: Melanie Papasian (Mountains, Rose)
Flute: Sami Yenigun (Mountains)
Horns: Steve Dale (Just Water)
Vibraphone: T.J. Lipple (Lulee, Riverbed)
Gang Vocals: Marnie Fairchild, Adam Friedland, Talia Kovacs, Ruby Entler, Joyce Lim, Anette Shirinian (Massive Moon, Not Mine)

Watch our video for "Lulee":
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0RWHdXoSHqo
Shot, directed and edited by Max Carlson (www.oddboxfilms.com)

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Track Name: Echo Park
Well the sun set down in Echo Park.
Just you, me, the trees, and the quiet dark.
And the hills that filled with an artist's drive
Rolled our echoes through the meadows,
The sounds of being alive.
The moon grew bold with the soul of the night,
And my eyes filled up with the clearest sight
Of the fire I held right down to the spark.
My voice will shower powerfully in Echo Park.
Track Name: Mountains
In mountains, I find the ancient piece of mind.
And the spirits of the pine help me release the energies from my spine.
And open gates to an ancient time.
In mountains, I see the ancient harmony.
And every melody of the spirits swarming through the trees.
Oh, they're inside me.

The pounding dreams endowed in me are swallowed whole when the mountain breathes.
And the sound of leaves under my feet is all thats left of my wallowing.

Because I am so small, barely anything at all.
And these ancient hills tower over me still.
And I know my name.

In mountains, I know the ancient river flow
That was so mighty so long ago.
It’s still here and still it will grow.
It will grow.
Track Name: I Am
I am my hands.
I reach out to understand what's around me.
I am my eyes.
I look out into the skies surrounding.

And I am all my chemicals.
A gathering of small parts forever in motion.
My true essence is physical.
A collection of drives pulling me in directions.

I am my skin.
I hold what’s within but I show my pain.
I am my blood.
I will flow and I will flood through my veins.
To my brain.

And I am all my chemicals.
A gathering of small parts forever in motion.
My true essence is physical.
A collection of drives pulling me in directions.

Flip a coin and you'll get one side.
It’s just one or the other.
But either side that you get, in the end, my brother,
In the end, it's the same coin.

I know that a brain is just a physical mind.
And I know that a mind is just conceptual brain.
It’s all the same.
We're all the same.

We are all the same chemicals.
A labyrinth of all hearts.
Blood ever in motion.
Because we breathe as bodies, physical,
We are a collective of minds.
And we are pushing out in directions.
Track Name: Lulee
Shut up you Lulee idiot.
No walkies for ten years and hopefully you will die before then.
Oh, help me with Max's present.
Or could you put a bag on your head?
Or put yourself in the fridge?
Why don't you just get him another big screen plasma LCD HDTV?
I know he'd like some DVD's.
Get in the cake, Lulee.
Happy birthday to Max.
Lulee has popped out of the cake one too early.
Max didn't get a chance to blow out the candles.
Ugly ass Beurre's ridiculously fluffy tail caught fire on one out of twenty five candles.
Beurre's wool coat caught on fire.
Erupted in flames.
So beurre burned to death.
The end of Lulee.
The end.
Love, Molly.
And happy birthday Max.
Shut up you lulee idiot.
No walkies for ten years and hopefully you will die before then.
Track Name: I.C.Y.
I just learned how to swim, and I'm thrown into the desert.
I think of you and I sink, but I suck sand and feel better.

And I remember you returning.
I close my eyes.
I picture you freely floating.
Deep into memory nights.

Struck stranded under starlit sky.
My plans were irrelevant.
But my hands they represent the Ever Open Mind.

So I duck back into a raindrop,
With a watery woken eye,
And as I fall down through the universe,
I see why.
Oh, I see why.

Open mind, open eyes.
I see why!
Oh? Why?
Track Name: Massive Moon
Massive moon.
I sweep and I swoon.
I cling and climb for you.
I creep and cry.
Through sleep or through sigh.
For an opened eye anew.

From full to faint, to flash of paint.
You bend my brain the same.
You shrink and grow, like a winter's snow.
But you always know my name.
You always know my name.

Strong and strange,
You turn tree then churn and change.
Like a mountain's range or truth.
So I try to trace your nightly lining grace.
And find my face in you.

But the stubborn sting of my reaching ring
Won't mend or mean or slight.
For each time I try to know the night,
I cling and climb for light.
Oh I cling and climb for light!
Track Name: Not Mine
This guitar is not mine.
These chords are not mine.
This sound is not mine.
And this wisdom is not mine.

This house is not mine.
These clothes are not mine.
This warmth is not mine.
And this wisdom is not mine.

This Tree is not mine.
This River is not mine.
This project is not mine.
And this wisdom is not mine.
It’s not mine.

No, it’s so old.

But these thoughts are not mine.
These concepts are not mine.
This universal ancient truth is not mine.
And this wisdom is not mine.
It’s not mine.

Forever open is this endless ocean of weightlessness and truth.
Perpetually buoyant is the you who follows only the moon.
Track Name: Just Water
The ripples refract your blurry colors.
You stand above while I swim under
The distant and faint surface of water.
I explore the floor while you stand dry and somber,

Afraid to say you're afraid.
Stuck on the other side of the brain.
You dip a finger and I linger for more.
What are you waiting for?

‘Cause your mouth is built with lips of wonder.
You smile and I smell the smoke of lovers.
With a tongue that plunges into thick thin air.
But soundless, I've found its with nothing to share.

Cause you're afraid to say you're afraid.
Stuck on the other side of the brain.
Your mouth you part with art to explore.
What are you waiting for?

Now you wade in the shade of your mountain mind.
A fountain that's groundless in space and time.
And you know I know that you know how to swim.
In the water I'll wait for you to follow me in.
Track Name: Rose
I am a rose.
I rose from the ground.
One day, I will die.
I will fade without a sound.
Never found.

And the world will move on.
You will forget my songs.
And the home where I belong
Will fade with the dawn.
Dawn, dawn, dawn.

My petals they will fall, like teardrops through the air,
But the earth always absorbs the colors that we share.
And we will share.

The messages that I am sending are disbelief suspending.
But this song is never-ending, and I am ever-bending.

When one tree falls, it sinks into the earth.
And then the energy disperses, for the new plants' birth.

In reincarnation, there's no soul.
No continued mind.
Energy spreads and then combines.
And with death, comes life, comes death, comes life.
It happens all the time.

And the world moves on,
Singing the same old songs.
And the home where we belong is reborn with every dawn.
Dawn, dawn, dawn.
Track Name: Riverbed
I made my way through your fields, holding hands with your dancing trees.
And when I came upon your river, my body flowed with your melodies.

The ghosts around are my ghosts of sound.
The ghost inside is my ghostly pride.
The ghost behind is my ghostly mind.
And the ghosts above are my ghosts of love.

So I waded my way through your waves, but the water grew so high.
I let your current take me over, and I swam my way through your midnights.

Oh the stars and the trees!
Oh my dirty knees!
Oh the flow and the sand!
Oh my dirty hands!

When I'm alone, my song flows.
When I'm alone, my mind grows.
When I'm alone, well I'm home.
I'm home!

So I kept your mountain close.
Your dark star blanket overhead.
And as your grey moon hung low,
I made my home in your riverbed.
In your riverbed.

The ghosts around are my ghosts of sound.
The ghost inside is my ghostly pride.
The ghost behind is my ghostly mind.
And the ghosts above are my ghosts of love.