Shrine

by Alaska

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released October 2, 2015

Shrine
Written and performed by Alaska
Alaska is:
Tyler Kawada - Vocals, Bass, Trumpet
Joel Kirschenbaum - Vocals and Guitar
Cody Furin - Guitar
Nick Strader - Drums and Percussion

Engineered and Mixed by Sam Pura at The Panda Studios
Additional Vocals recorded by Macario Guiterrez at TK Studios
Additional Guitars and noise recorded by Nick Strader at The Bedroom
Mastered by Adam Cichocki

Album Art by Stefan Thompson

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Track Name: Game Day
It's game day for us,
(Turn on and off the lights!)
Show your smiles
(Take another bite! Pick the wood up off the floor!)
Welcome to a flame that understands you.
(Feel it on your throat!)

My arms they feel like they're eons above me.
If you try to hold your hands up like me, you will see why you
should reach and reach for me.
Track Name: Slowburner
Wake up, Everything is... find out.
Evening breezes breathe in fine now.

Flashlight fleeting forest of shadows
Holding my hand.
Backwards glancing at the ghost bodies,
figure less and...
a great warmth blankets me, icy.

Maybe out of tree, I'll go lightly between blue and green
in the darkness.
Light black, I am lightly.
Light black, I am lightly.

Grey hands guide me from home
you burn up (burn up, burn up, burn up)
as you touch the sun
days pass your past life
you'll never find it.

Grey hands guide me from home
you burn up (burn up, burn up, burn up)
as you touch the sun
days pass your past life
you'll never find it.
Track Name: Momming
Define finite glancing,
Refine all time passing by
Before 9-5 traffic
C-4 tragic ending at the front of a bus.

Rust-like
Building sides,
What waste am I?

What space is mine?

Erase my spine,
dust might fill my void,
but that shape is fine.

Don't check your bags
We've got two nights worth of sand in this one
Four wheel trash can, trash can.

Go outside into the night to greet
The lunar casted shadows on your hand
Recall a time when you had friends
And take them with you in your mind,
but you'll never see them again.

And then I threw myself awake,
from this haze it feels funny having dreams again.
How long have I been down here in the pit?
Feels like now I can finally trust myself.
Feels like now I can die. In my bed, I'll be intertwined.

Blanket wrapped and moonlit, without contact, or sleeping,
and thinking of nothing, to feel life flowing through me
Like a river between it's banks and outside a great silence,
like a God who is sleeping,
A God who is keeping me helplessly still.
Track Name: Kawaii
I have no sense of permanence,
wrapping snakes around my wrist,
I stole three bites of an apple
just as quickly they bit me back.

Everywhere we go it follows,
Inhale my mind
Exhale fine dust.
My body is the size of the last carbon footprint.

Everywhere we go it follows,
Inhale my mind
Exhale fine dust.
My body is the size of the last carbon footprint.

Permanence,
Non-Death,
Nonsense Movement.

Permanence,
Non-Death,
Nonsense Movement.

Permanence,
Non-Death,
Nonsense Movement.
Track Name: Hashish Christo
I could be the thing you need, but isn't that just self-deceit?
My mouth is dry and even that could be a lie I tell myself
As to why I won't go out at night.

Sit down be slow, this is not apart from one of those..

..Rigorous nights of thought repetition.
The costume you wore is freaking me out.
This bands really loud, and in my head.

These rigorous nights are all that we have
it keeps us together through to the day.
We'll learn to go save with time,
but then end up fading,
separating on the way.

I'm a pro, when I'm alone.

Snap Me back to the rubble strips in the road
after what I just told.

Snap Me back
and abandonment has never felt so good
With all the native souls and the
camping grounds of our siren towns where we,
feast like animals on the self-esteemed young vegetables
'cuz they have feelings too.

Everyone's a long shot,
I forgot,
I would really like to
but I can't even with my Nikes on.
They say it's something about my inhibitions
to keep these conversations alive
you know I would really like to, but I can't.
So I'll leave this song to remind me how the good times
have found their way in front of my ((((eyes))))

Bong rips with The King Of Heck
It's a backpack, stones and shit
It's a bay hat, compass stick
Beer box, mountain kids
Bellingham, Washington
Bong rips with The King Of Heck, It's a bomb
Track Name: Beach Houser
I can't sit straight with this spine it shakes
with something hunching over my back.
I'm great but I can't hear great and
I can't pick the shapes that fit right into my life

I didn't see you running but it felt so funny
I figured something had to be up.
I don't know if this is coming up or going down
I remember we kept the graves underneath the house.

I'm alone the holy water drips.
When I'm gone, then I'll sip.

I can't dig graves with these hands they slave
for something hunching over my back.
I'm brave, but I don't feel brave
and I can't kick this dirt so it skips all over the lake.

I didn't see you praying, but it felt so holy
I figured something had to be up.
I'm not sure if this is coming up or going down.
Kick the dirt all around the house.

I'm alone the holy water drips.
When I'm gone, then I'll sip.
I'm alone the holy water drips.
When I'm gone, then I'll sip.

And now, to the scent of burning hair
I'll do some thinking
Yeah, I'll do the thinking for you
In the sand.

I can't sit straight with this spine it shakes
with something hunching over my back.
I'm great, but I don't hear great
and I can't pick the shapes that fit right into my life.

I didn't see you running but it felt so funny
I figured something had to be up.
I'm not sure if this is coming up or going down,
I remember we kept the graves underneath the house.
Track Name: Helluv
Faces in the form of a silence
Movements charted through tired eyelids
Stasis in the warmth of a clean head,
I've been throwing expired violet
at the sunset.

When I found home, there was no Hell,
There I found him, casting dry spells.

Drought for a stomach (aching)
Head of fractals (passing)
Hands of branches (moving into the mud)
Molding a home for me (for me)

I saw you already waiting for me,
watching,
warming my head.

I saw you already waiting for me,
watching,
warming my head.

Soon I was surrounded by talking, close my eyes,
It sounded like my friends, leaving.

I saw you already waiting.
Track Name: Boat Snake
Temple of skull
Permeating soft red light
(We are not warm enough to stay in touch)
Kill myself, quite enough I thought I'd never leave.


I won't ask, if you won't tell
why this fence is in between, let's knock it down.
Fading to the light sounded nice.
Track Name: The Real Folk Blues Part 3
Wondering what you gain when I trade
Pieces of my brain for an hour
Or half of the day.

My brain stem will sleep with you
Black jar of sleep, I'll see you later

Black Jaws.
Track Name: Bong Rips With The King of Heck
Offer gender-less blood
Take off all our skin
Low lights, overcast mud of clouds, all our skin.

Offer gender-less blood
Take off all our skin
Low lights, overcast mud of clouds, all our skin.

Have you forgotten what was fact?

We walked the world for you, and back.

One more day until I descend to Hell.

One more day for stories left to tell.

Look how our honest children grow

With every memory they know.

Patience is my friend, sometimes he sits just like,
a knife in the back, a knife in the back.
Feels like heaven because I've been waiting for that.

Patience is my friend, sometimes he sits just like,
a knife in the back, a knife in the back.
Feels like heaven because I've been waiting for that.
waiting for that.
waiting for that.
waiting for that.