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The Fabric of Our Lives

by The Weak Days

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    Story by RB Roe and Dustin Reinink
    Book design by London Book Arts
    Construction by Dustin Reinink at The Treehouse and Studio Two Three
    Layout by RB Roe
    Illustrations by Madison Chaffer
    Photos by Hailey Lamb

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1.
Look at where we are. We’re tearing apart, You said you want a...but I deflect. Look at where we are. They said we’d never be this far Gone but you’ve ripped it all to shreds, come on and play the part. Look at where we are. I’ve got my head in my arms We’ve been at this for hours. We’re wilting like your flowers. We’re just out of tune. I think that I'm fine, I’m fully in bloom. It’s just you. You’re too stuck in your head to see me Walk in the room Oh, I saw you, I just moved. What an excuse. You’re deflecting again Oh it’s all I can do. It’s all we can do. I want a divorce. Who could it be? Did someone hear us fighting? Who could it be at this hour? I want you gone, what's mine was once ours. Who could have still seen right through this? We were once cut from the same cloth. Someone saw in us what we’ve now lost. The fabric of our lives is fraying. At the parts we once made strong. Just rest your head between my shoulder and the seam. We’ll just go and clear our heads in the morning. Just read my head between your shoulder and the seam. Where selfishness and selfless meet.
2.
React in shame in such an awful way. How could I explain when you’re the one who came to me. You spoke in your painted frames. In pain; how it’s grown to be. And fell apart so perfectly. Now you let me down...easy.
3.
Don’t lie to me, you know I see right through that face? I know why you’re here. Cut the shit with the same old same “how have you been?” Who do you think brought you here, got you here? Saw through your lives and has sewn the path up tight? Look at my hands, they’re old and frail, but have knitted up and Stitched together the fabric of your lives. What is the word for when you feel two opposite things at the same time? Ambivalence in the duty we are charged to labour the rest of our lives. You see only with love will debts be paid to those above. But we could live forever in love sewn together with fates now woven. But it’s just not quite what it seems. Everything has its liability. It’s just not the way it seemed to be. You can’t let your verbal eccentricities fail you, but Your preoccupation with the self might lead you to a conclusion you don't want….But The stories now ours to sew, to see how both of our lives unfold. We’ve gotta plant a new seed, and sing it love. We’ve got to make it grow, we’ve gotta make this grow. It’s just not the way it seems. When you’re facing your immortality. Cause it was not the way it seemed to be to me.
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Intermissing 01:00
5.
Til Then 03:52
Okay, but how honest do you honestly want me to be? Do we accept the place we've found ourselves after all of the things we've seen? Is it action or inaction that’s brought me head between your shoulder and the seam? Okay honestly? This is where I wanna be. Sorry I’ve been distant lately, I didn’t wanna speak. I’ve been drifting, imprisoned indecision. Failing trying not to disassociate. I know you know I’m here for you. As I know you, confidant. I know you, I’m confident That if what’s meant to be will be, then I can trust in you and me. Our lives stitched together cleanly. It’s not if it’s when, I will see you again. If we were cut from the same cloth. And stitched together, I’ll see you soon. So til then… Between your shoulder and the seam my selfishness and selfless meet. Maybe we could mend the fabric tearing, but I’m preoccupied by what she’s asking. You say you wanna leave not for me but for you. It seems obvious this is what we’d choose. You get your distance, and we get to grow something new It’s not if it’s when, i will see you again If we were cut from the same cloth, And stitched together, I’ll see you soon, so til then, Can you really hold close everyone that you know and try to control, not swallow them whole? Don’t you see that you destroy everyone that you love… And now you blame it on this fate that you’ve got? I’m tearing at the seams. Maybe I could learn to hold onto all of this forever. Maybe this could start to stitch things back together. Not to control, but maybe just hem how it folds. Maybe some kind of purpose could make off this suffering worth it. It’s not if it’s when, I will see you again. If we were cut from the same cloth, It’s not if it’s when, i will learn my lesson. If were given this second chance, maybe i won’t fuck it up, make it last. And stitched together,I’ll see you soon, so til then
6.
Singing to find what i real mean Singing to get out of my head Singing in spite of the harder things Singing in the face of what’s next But at the end of it all... Singing the blue for what we’ve been through Singing the tune that i know Singing for joy and the quiet too Singing for the places we’ll go Cause at the of it all... Singing for things that i see in me Singing for the things that i don’t Singing for when you need to get to sleep Singing for things you can’t know Cause at the end of it all.. Singing for times when we feel so low Singing for the times we feel high Singing for when you’re feelin' all alone Singing for times we’re near by Cause at the end of it all... Between your shoulder and the seam Where selfishness and selfless meet

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"The Fabric of Our Lives" is a low-fantasy story of a Bard and a Botanist, whose marriage is failing and whose love is changing. It’s about their long-fated intersection in and with the magic of their world, and how it influences their views of self, duty, and love. It is as much about their world as it is our own; as much about them as it is about us

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released October 30, 2020

Recorded, produced, and mixed by Chris Teti @ Silver Bullet Studio
Add. recording and engineering by Nick LaForge @ 127
Mastered by Dan Coutant @ Sun Room Audio
Songs by The Weak Days
Signature Chris Teti Snare Sound by Chris Teti

The Weak Days are:
Dustin Reinink singing and playing drums and stuff
RB Roe singing and playing bass and stuff
Alex Ryan singing and playing guitar and stuff

The Seamstress played by Jessica Knight of Looming (Track 3)
Add. recording and engineering by Brandon Carnes

Mallet percussion by Nick LaForge

"At The End Of It All" originally by A. Koji Shiraki
A. Koji Shiraki wrote the music and first two verses

Cover Art by Ashley Wong
Add. Art by Maddie Chaffer, Tyler Conrad, Evan Wachowski, RB Roe, Ilana Hope
Story by RB Roe and Dustin Reinink

Duplicated and Distributed by Sammi Hell @ Deep Sea Records

5% of proceeds out to each of the following orgs:
www.saluscenter.org
www.blackloveresistsintherust.org
mutualaiddisasterrelief.org/co-conspirators/mad-rva/
www.nashvillefreestore.com

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