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Sculpting Sound into the Strange and Beautiful

still love Lyrics and Credits

01. Son of Cessiphus

Christopher Bono - Guitars, Synths, Piano, Mixing, Editing, Engineering

Thomas Pridgen- Drums

Anthony Molina- Guitars

Jeremy Kinney- editing, engineering


Mixed by Gareth Jones and Christopher Bono

 


02. still love

Caught in the clutch of the drug we call us, 

How can I stand this horror?

And in your grasp I collapse at the thought of the time 

you spent in others. 

If love is true, how could you, 

how could you, come to lie so undercover?

 There’s still a chance we can change

We can change what’s been done.


Our Love is Still In us,

If love is willed enough,

Our Love is Still In us,

If Love is built through Trust

Into the sea rescue me

from this great remorse, 

this storm of causes.

Cause in the ground if your found

I will join you there, I won’t be parted.

Our Love is Still In us,

If love is willed enough,

Our Love is Still In us,

If Love is willed through Trust


Our Love is Still In us,

This Love can kill your lust.

Our Love is Still In us,

Our Love is Still In Us,

Come with me to this

This Space.

INSTRUMENTAL

I only want just your love, 

just your love, just your light 

tethered to me.

So tune your heart to my heart 

and your mind to my mind, and 

Keep it Beating

Keep it Beating 

Keep it Beating, Bleeding, Breathing.

 

Male:

I hear your cries ring out,

I hear your song spin in dark layers.

I feel a claw reach out, 

I see a chance to transform tears, left up to you.

Female:


I carry your song inside,

I hear your cries spin in my dark layers.

I see your crown rise out,

I see the cross that I placed there, 

Burning through you.

 

CHORUS CHANT

I only want just your love, just your love, just your light.

 


 

Christopher Bono - Guitars, Synths, Piano, Mixing, Editing, Engineering

Stacie Bono- Vocals

Jamie Rae- Vocals

Michele Kennedy- Vocals

Jeremy Kinney- editing, engineering

Anthony Molina- Guitars

Thomas Pridgen- Drums

 

Mixed by Gareth Jones and Christopher Bono

 


03. A Relapse of Remembrance

Christopher Bono - Synths, Mixing

Mixed by Christopher Bono

 


04. The River of the Intimate, pt. 1

Christopher Bono - Guitars, Synths, Piano, Mixing, Editing, Engineering

Thomas Pridgen- Drums

Jeremy Kinney- editing, engineering

Anthony Molina- engineering

Satoshi Naguchi- Mixing

 

Mixed by Christopher Bono and Satoshi Naguchi

 


05. The River of the Intimate, pt. 2

Darling I have been only proof.

You bit me and cast me out into the cold with sharp truth.

I’ve always been there for you but what does it mean, 

when the emanation of this dream is nothing but a swirl of bruised abuse?

Oh, so what do I really mean to you?

Darling I stay stuck in these chains.

You’ve sucked out the best of me, 

My body and soul are now shamed.

What once was so beautiful,

Now covered with sores

The blue skies are greyed,

And a catatonic haze only remains,

How could you choose to be so cruel?

Darling I never could dream in pretend.

You chose to step away from me the life we built was burnt in the end.

Beyond this terrible,

my visions reveal,

the energy of innocence runs underneath the serpent web of time.

Darling listen, within, 

where the river of the intimate resides.

Beyond I still believe at some time,

that eye to eye our two souls collide.

Beyond I still believe. 

 


 


Christopher Bono - Vocals, Guitars, Synths, Piano, Electronics, Mixing, Editing, Engineering

Stacie Bono- Vocals

Jamie Rae- Vocals

Michele Kennedy- Vocals

Jeremy Kinney- editing, engineering

Anthony Molina- engineering

Thomas Pridgen- Drums

 

Mixed by Christopher Bono and Satoshi Naguchi

 


06. Resume

Would you love me,

If we were reborn again?

Would you touch me

Even with future children.

Will you want me

When I decay?

Would you love me

If I was picture perfect?

Would you hold me,

close yet distant?

Will you haunt me?

Cause i am doomed,

To love you.

Would you trust me

If I denied my secrets?

Would you leave me?

For a weakness?

Could this just be routine?

And we are born again

Entangled in this dream,

as young americans?

We wake in tiny towns

in 1953,

two post war children bound

to sail a cyclic stream.

Will you love me?
Cause I resume,

To love you.

 


 

Christopher Bono - Guitars, Synths, Piano, Mixing, Editing, Engineering

Stacie Bono- Vocals

Jamie Rae- Vocals

Michele Kennedy- Vocals

Jeremy Kinney- editing, engineering

Anthony Molina- Programming, Synths

Thomas Pridgen- Drums

 

Mixed by Christopher Bono
 


07. Your Secret Ocean

Christopher Bono- Mixing, Modular Synths

 


08. Unarm

Come on, 

Unarm yourself.

And break through your frozen doors.

 

Come on, 

Unarm yourself,

and let your consciousness unfurl.



You’re running through,

A hell of halls,

Where every bliss hides a deep abyss.

Looking deep a lantern may come to shine.

The way out emits from the center of your mind.

Please unarm, we’re suffering.

The night has spoken.

The dark exists to liberate you.

 

And come on and transform,

Breathing in the black sins,

While breathing out the golden wind.

A symptom of sad, layered laws,

A heart closed, dull, dead.

Within your gaze the red revealed.

But in the black I still feel a halo,

Relax and let your Soul return.

 

And sail through the lonely,

And unarm to pass through the gate,

Now celebrate the Holy,

Surrender to this self-less state.

 


 

Christopher Bono- Vocals, synths, bass, guitars, piano, programming, mixing

Thomas Pridgen- Drums

Jason Molina- Drums

Anthony Molina- Engineering

Jeremy Kinney- Engineering, editing

 

Mixed by Christopher Bono

 


09. Guerison

Christopher Bono - Vocals, Programming, Synths, Piano, Mixing, Engineering

Stacie Bono- Vocals

Jo Ann Bono- Vocals, Monologue

Jamie Rae- Vocals

Michele Kennedy- Vocals

Cecile Hafstad- Vocals, Norwegian Chanting

Jeremy Kinney- Vocals, editing, engineering

Anthony Molina- Synths

 

Mixed by Christopher Bono and Satoshi Naguchi

 


 

All tracks written, arranged and produced by Christopher Bono

Mastered by Greg Calbi at Sterling Sound

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