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Produced by: Mitch Allan and Laughing Colors
Mixed by: Mitch Allan
Engineered by: Ryan Beck
Recorded and Mixed at: Wall of Sound – Baltimore, MD
Mastered by: Howie Weinberg at Masterdisk – NYC
© 1998 Laughing Colors Music Co-produced and mixed by Mitch Allan (SR-71 frontman), The Pattern Seed featuresmany LC listeners’ favorite songs. Highlight tracks include “Wrinkle”,“Sense”, and “Big One, Small One”. “Wrinkle”is featured on the HFS New Rock Sampler, and is the first and only track byan unsigned band to be included on the compilation. “Wrinkle” wasalso voted “Song of the Year” by Music Monthly. “Jigsaw”is the theme music for the Maryland Wrestling Association, and has been featuredin televised extreme sporting events. According to LC frontman Dave Tieff, “thisalbum is based on the idea that everyone has a way of going about their dailylives. Most people start out the same way, but then they evolve… It’snot a concept album, but there is definitely a thread running through the lyricsand songs.” What people are saying:
“The Pattern Seed is a sonic triumph for one of the region’s mosttalented and amazingly, unsigned outfits! Labels, are you listening?”Music Monthly “An exceptionally written and recorded effort”. Larry Nichols,Baltimore City Paper
“The song “Wrinkle” and it’s rock video seem 100% compatiblewith any of the modern rock that has made a splash on MTV”. Unsung Hero
If You Don't Look Up (3:40) If you don't look up, you might just be amazed
at everything you missed
You didn't flinch, you didn't pay attention
And if you don't look up, you might not realize
how long the days have grown
You pass the time, one method own
you didn't know, you couldn't know
Day after day-silence over
They have come, but not together
Yeah, yeah, yeah-
Here we are, can I open my eyes
When I look down, below my waist
The puddle of my legs goes out for miles
I cannot reach the sky, cuz I am not so high now
I'd gather me up in a cup, but that could take awhile,
so I'll just sit and spread myself around
Until I come out of the ground
Day after day-silence over
They have come, but not together
Trade away the new belief in time again
you want but do you need it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah-
Here we are, can I open my eyes
Change, don't ask me to change,
Cuz I'm not starting over-crave my anger away I've Been Gone (3:03) I live down here,
with my sandpaper ceiling
and walls to my ear
I have, not one,
but two reasons for living,
the second's unclear
Did you ever think
trying to leave wake
Wouldn't be a strange odyssey?
Try to ride the waves of concrete.
What do we believe?
Staring at the screens,
drowning in the green
Why do we, throw away the same
things that they eat?
Sometime will the sunshine
wash over my skin,
And the world that I'm living
in bends over backwards
to keep us all occupied
I've been gone ---
I live inside,
and the blisters of solitude
swallow my hide
I have not won,
but I'm a long way from
Nothingness and that
is where I started from.
Most people think like a man who
wakes up from his sleep and thinks
its just a dream to make light of,
and most people think like the greedy
black soul that I am, you want everything
and everything couldn't be. Cyrus Column (3:34) We paid a lot for what we got
Just to look bright and shiny in the eyes of god
And are we here to be remembered
as the ones that were kind
As we ask not enough of ourselves in the meantime
And I held on too long
And I held on to Cyrus Column
When you realize that lonely
don't know where to begin
Let me put my faith in your reflection
and put my arms in your wind
Can it be too loud to figure out
we're obtained in the dark
But relieve all our silence in a way
we never have before.
And I held on too long
And I held on to Cyrus Column
And I held on to you for now
But we're not everything
that we said we were
Come alive with indifference
to what we read we were
You're a day late for something
you don't understand
And stumbling away after finding it all
And then maybe they described us after all Samhouse (4:49) There must be a light out there
Not wasted on our suns
Halfway I found you there
Halfway down you recognize
You're feeling just a little like
The one who taught you nothing's wrongs
So wide awake we come undone
There must be a light out there
Not wasted on our suns
Must be a light out there
And I can see the walls are coming down.
Peel me back, unravel, are we
Close enough to know how far we
Realign our secret sky.
And you nearly lost the odd inside your head
that makes you happy, makes you brave
And the odd insight of abstinence
is everything you thought that it would be. Jigsaw (2:57) Instrumental JamWrinkle (2:56) You are inches from this world
You, our inspiration, but you'd never know
Can you remember feeling dizzy,
Turning circles, busy streets,
and scribbled lines-a wrinkle in the sunshine
makes you close your eyes
Looking for a sign from the other side,
Wrinkle in the meantime,
yeah but it was never enough for you.
Everyday, everyday, you still will be
standing in line
I will be there waiting, standing on the ground.
You are inches from this life,
You have expectations from
the souls that we hang off.
And would you like to come
and see the distance smells like you and me,
and the pace is coming quicker,
be alive or step aside -
Everybody's pushing from the outside Big One Small One (4:30) You're asking me to try I am,
I believe I'm doing fine
You're asking me to try I am,
Speak the voices in the crowd
So break me into pieces,
Keep the shining ones
Your asking me to try I am,
Heal me just this once
Shut your mouth
What if I was a little less numb,
maybe not so dumb, maybe everybody
has a name where I come from
in the outside of me
You're asking me to try I am,
As if I tremble when you turn
So break me into pieces,
Keep the shining ones
You asking me to try I am,
Not aloud to fly
You are everything, I will not be like
Shut your mouth
What if I was a little less numb,
maybe not so dumb, maybe everybody
has a name where I come from
What if I was to reach so tall,
that I should fall, paint a big picture
of a man in chalk that was all…
In the outside of me
Can you hear me? Are you listening?
This is how I am, this is not how I am Sense (4:06) In that garden, past the colors
there is black and white
And they all ask the questions
you know the answers to
And in my quest for new salvation
and dividing wrong from right
I felt fingers push right through
Someday this will all make sense to me
New icon make a random attire
pretty standing on the top of distinction-
So we sat for a while, on the floor
of the aisle, of the temple I was
So how about you did you say
won't there at least come a day
when we ask ourselves
"When can we breath again?"
You asked for freedom,
you asked for patience, you're alive
This tiny trembling is the hand
of indecision, all your own
Cuz in the end its only I
Someday this will all make sense to me
In between a walking dream or the shadow
we ask if we cry ourselves aloud
Do the tears in your eyes belong
to realize our sense?
So how about you did you say
won't there at least come a day
when we ask ourselves
"When can we breath again?" Now and Then (4:13) Now
and Then,
where the sidewalk
meets the sun we go
And if I was easy,
I was everything
You don't believe me,
but it really doesn't
matter this time
Now and Then,
Where the sidewalk
meets the endless tide,
To purple places,
bring us everywhere
You don't believe me,
But it really doesn't matter
cuz I really can't remember
If you want I can
let you live my life
If you want I can
tell you its alright
And if you don't
summer comes
and takes away
your everything
and there you are
The sun rings
of another time, it's ok
You fall back
and way down, you're ok Strange (5:31) She's
not young, she's not clean
She likes dancing with her suicide machine
In the end you said, "I'm glad that that's not me."
He's not old, he's not poor, But is he dead?
He's says no but he's not sure
Minutes by, your eyes are searching for the cure
Not too far up, not too far gone
We moved away from messiah,
till we were too far from home
Did you catch yourself? Deface a silver line
But it's not as strange cuz we all fall down
In the age of arrival and we were no longer down
Did you face yourself and trace a silver line?
Strange how we wait, when we might not have
the strength to rise again
Strange how we wait, when we might not have
the time for resurrection
Strange how we wait when we might not have
the time, I was , I'll be, I am
It's alright, we're all here, by the time
they have erased our atmosphere,
there'll be nothing left, but a simple place to try
We grow old, we grow strange,
it's so nice to know they're fucking with our brains
I would hate to think that I'm the one to blame
I'm not Strange. Upon Avalon (4:20) What's
it like to make forgiveness your own,
What's it like to hide the child inside,
You hold my face and I draw your anger out, that face so alone
And they're making faces and they're making fists
but its hard to swing with the sarcasm
that's tied around their wrists
Another day, one more year
Sometimes it's hard to makea sound
loud enough for the whole world to hear.
An your calling out, but you're falling down again
And they told me you were Upon Avalon
when the rain began.
And their thoughts are never gray
And their eyes are never gray
And their scars are never gray
And we stand around
Should I awake? All I got I gave to you
Should I awake? All I got I wish you see us there
Should I awake? All I got I gave to you
Should I, don't mind my intolerance
Everytime you appear I can see us there. Borrowed Man (4:03) And
it whispered in my ear again today
You live a lot to be on the wrong side of the wall
Look around, you never shake the hand
in the darkness
Save us you borrowed man
It wasn't me, I couldn't see, like a wave
you we're lying right in front of me
It's not too hard, but we don't listen
to what we've never been
We can not
All we have is not what we are
All we have is life
In the empty end of a town,
I could hear the footsteps
Another echo came from just behind the wall
Hello, hello there must be somebody out there.
So save us you borrowed man. Seven Times Apathy (3:28) Is
there something you see with your hands
and your face in the clouds
Abusing the substance, cry like you're simple
Lost in forever and 7 times apathy
You can't wait for me I know
You just can't wait until they fly
Tomorrow's intentions are green
Aren't you happy you came
The patterns rolled on, shattered and born
from the suburbs and so on
We are not defined by the need to be vital
but the need to be pacified and so do I
So I close the garage and I sit in my car
but I can seem to reach for the key
Did I smile and remember my psychedelic
daydreams in 11th grade history
You can't wait for me I know
You just can't wait until they fly
Tomorrow's intentions are green like an island,
have you fallen behind by your own design
They were inclined not to let you know
You were sacred, you were on your own  | 
