Grand Tours

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    Produced by Cara McQuate, Morgan McQuate, Mastered by Nicholas Rowe for National Audio Preservation Society, Mixed by Morgan McQuate at Basement Barracks, Track 8 mixed by Ronnie Martin at Eep Society, Track 1 drums composed by Connor Ford Thompson, Photography and artwork by Zackariah Cole, Album design and layout by Larissa Cole and Jon Cole, Visual Production Assistance by Jon Cole

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released June 28, 2016

Produced by Cara McQuate Dziak, Morgan McQuate, Mastered by Nicholas Rowe for National Audio Preservation Society, Mixed by Morgan McQuate at Basement Barracks, Track 8 mixed by Ronnie Martin at Eep Society, Track 1 drums composed by Connor Ford Thompson, Photography and artwork by Zackariah Cole, Album design and layout by Larissa Cole and Jon Cole, Visual Production Assistance by Jon Cole

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Track Name: Wartime Recollections
Wartime Recollections: Voyager 2
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

Do you remember?
A time now so unfamiliar
Before all our plans
Grew so out of hand

A time when there was more than
A moribund ember

Tired, aging, bitter remnants
But far too indifferent to cause a fuss
Once there was more than us
Security firmly rooted in trust

Sometimes I see a brilliant light
Flooding over the trees
In shadows cast, here in the scraps
We’ve claimed and set up camp
Biding our time as potential dries
Out on the line
Don’t go and speak of what might lie
Beyond this debris

Detached and stagnant
Measured shielding of the senses
Comforts hand crafted
Noble deeds the solace

Unnerved by silence
Fear perishing as no more than an unknown

A drive inborn, an inherent bent
For elevation, entitlement
Once we knew reverence
Now we just live to run from exit

Sometimes I see a brilliant light
Flooding over this scene
In shadows cast
In radiant scraps
We’ve docked and set up camp
Biding time as the years fly by
But we’re doing just fine
Don’t go and preach of what could be
Beyond this debris
Track Name: The End of All Things
The End of All Things : New Horizons
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

Is it all poured out
In clamor and whispered shouts?
Smoke costumes the proud and paralyzed
Two lungs to speak, two eyes for sight

What sum is to pay
When the woolen fall away?
Can the shattered rebuild piece by piece?
Still light seeps through shard’s vacancy

Passed by a venial crime
Drifting in and out of sleep
Warm, sedate, and medicated
Reckoner fails to gate lies
Shelter in a band of common enemies
Long played the fifes signal song
Yet in silence, fell into line

All I need is nothing
All I need is need
Hands clasped tightly to wounds festering
Truth cut through heart’s iron bars
Light no longer infected by the dark
We begin at the end of all things

Pushed past and through the barbed wire
Clothed in sheets of friendly fire
Thick haze, liberties ablaze
To the peril, senses maimed
To foxholes they dove
Deceptions alleged, allied
Stirred as peg breaks from the hasp
Over fields bathed by the sun’s orange cast

All I need is nothing
All I need is need
Hands clasped tightly to wounds festering
Truth cut through heart’s iron bars
Light no longer infected by the dark
We begin at the end of all things

What sum is to pay
When the woolen fall away?
Can the shattered rebuild piece by piece?
Still light seeps through shard’s vacancy

We begin at the end of all things …
Track Name: A Vacation in Exile
A Vacation in Exile: Pioneer 10
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

Madness born of inaction
Outside, follicles fade and change
Idolizing, demonizing
Cradling chronic pain

A vague memory of the future
The mirage of a life well lived
Landfills piled high with
Yesterday’s wonder

The ceaseless day folds into night
Walking shadows in line of sight
Eminence to crestfallen
Abreaction in wrapped box
Circumstance bears no prejudice
The feeblest, they convalesce
A vacation in exile
Let loose the grip on life to find it

Complacency a padding
Reposed, leading practical paths
Any softness is exploited
And so it goes …
Unified are the complicit
Despite amnesiac tendencies
The indispensable they crumble
As the crow flies

The ceaseless day folds into night
Walking shadows in line of sight
Eminence to crestfallen
Abreaction in wrapped box
Circumstance bears no prejudice
The feeblest, they convalesce
A vacation in exile
Let loose the grip on life to find it
Track Name: Blue Mass Patch
Blue Mass Patch: Ranger 6
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate


Waking up in withdrawal
Discordant half-truths
Ring through fractured skull
Is it sun or is it rain?
Seems so trivial
In the bomb’s flash blaze

Palsied by near miss decoys
Counterfeit allies
That sought to destroy
Deep set scars, phrenic track marks
Clothe soul that endures
Beyond halt of a heart

All hands on deck
Palms stained in auburn red
Can you rest your head
With so many words left unsaid?
The blue mass patch, lift and collapse
Outliers still revive in dark’s aftermath

Courageous cannon fodder
Conjoined for wandering
Heedless, self-infirm
Earthbound for now, fading
Music never heard
Born remembering

We’re all born remembering…

All hands on deck
Palms stained in auburn red
Can you rest your head
With so many words left unsaid?
The blue mass patch, lift and collapse
Outliers still revive in dark’s aftermath
Track Name: Marked Time
Marked Time: Pioneer 11
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

Empty fields and a loaded gun
On the run from the setting sun
Outlaws born from within the bars
Marred by fine lines

Fires ablaze once, now growing weak
Youthfulness melts in the heat
Hoarded dreams now steadily
Slip from our grip

Corridors resonate with sound
Burning heart never to be found
Cut the losses and carry on
Conceal the wounds

Marked times evades most watchful eye
Silent, subtle, breaks through the lines
An existence opaque
A cold sedated state
Stockpiled high, disordered loves

Modes of thought, they shock the system
How’d we land, where’s the battle drum?
Downward coast grinds against our will
And serves to define

Marked times evades most watchful eye
Silent, subtle, breaks through the lines
An existence opaque
A cold sedated state
Stockpiled high, disordered loves

All life grows old
All fondness grows cold
The closest and the dearest
Find a safer distance

Marked times evades most watchful eye
Silent, subtle, breaks through the lines
An existence opaque
A cold sedated state
Stockpiled high, disordered loves
Track Name: Etchings of Yesterday
Etchings of Yesterday: Voyager 1
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

A dull sense of caution with each turning hand
These cells that connect, rooted in foreign land
How is it that we have awakened here?
Settling for the mundane

When accomplishment was intended plan
Long overdue for a move
Stumbling on heaps of discarded dreams
Sordid reality that we are just ordinary

Sailing through mental landscapes
The vast expanse that confines
Remain etchings of yesterday
Reflections of all those things that were left behind
A curse that detracts and yet drives
Compulsion toward emptiness
The old haunts now so constricting
Measured overthinking reigns
This rising panic contrived
Let’s leave here tonight

Obstacles implanted from years of order
Coursing through the veins
Penchant for disorder
The winner in the end, is it heart or head?
Rallying of the remnants

When the driving force for all this discourse
Is clouded and unclear
Strike out again as though to find a gem
Uncovering worst case
We’re little more than commonplace

Sailing through mental landscapes
The vast expanse that confines
Remain etchings of yesterday
Reflections of all those things that were left behind
A curse that detracts and yet drives
Compulsion toward emptiness
The old haunts now so constricting
Measured overthinking reigns
Burn all that lies in the way
Set forth in new terrain

Sailing through mental landscapes
The vast expanse that confines
Remain etchings of yesterday
Reflections of all those things that were left behind
A curse that detracts and yet drives
Compulsion toward emptiness
The old haunts now so constricting
Measured overthinking reigns
This rising panic contrived
Let’s leave here tonight
Track Name: The Clouded Slate
The Clouded Slate: Venera 9
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

Stock phrases all welded together
So irrevocably
Displaced amidst the familiar
And preconditioned roles

An offering
Through a ventricle ajar
Prone lying vulnerable
Begin the customary dance
To underpin the void within

Tumbleweeds, tattered proclamations
Characterize the miles
Tread worn souls shackled together
By verse and words and time

Hollowed casings
Halfhearted motions set
In crowded terminals
Once grandiose and vivid vows held weight
In meadows of the credulous mind

A brave face for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the chronic fate
Again washing over a clouded slate

Unfeeling or is it just indifference?
There where it last was dropped
Is your lavish Imagination
On woefully plain tile

The crawl toward hope
A pace too far away
Silvery dawn cresting soon will fade
Wave off the smoke mistook for fire-
Arms to inflict and to console

A brave face for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the tattered faith
Again washing over a clouded slate

I’ve got a long list of grievances
I’ve got, I’ve got
And you’ve got
A long list of grievances
You’ve got, you’ve got
Hedging all bets on tomorrow
When nothing is certain today
Hiding away so as to escape
The tendency to stray

A brave face for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the chronic fate
Again washing over a clouded slate

Now brace, brace for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the chronic fate
Again washing over a clouded slate
Track Name: Wreckage Required
Wreckage Required: Galileo
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate

Shaken so suddenly
Soul comatose stirs within
Now traipsing at the heels
Of a reaper grim

The grisly sight alone
Ingrown, undetectable
By mirrors but claims a toll

Stalwart clones who fell in line
With free hands, don shackles to bind
Traceable by the stench of internal decay
Long live the error of our ways

The wreckage that is required
To salvage the mutineers
With open arms
Welcoming the changing of the guard
In the lonely, vapid mist
The poses as home
We have never marched alone

Mottled with sores
Lumen showcases the leper state
Two able hands hold tight
To the anchor weight

A visceral bind
Plummeting fall far exceeds the climb
Face down in bloody pool

Depraved soul’s darkest of night
Strongest grip to shield the blind
Reassignment of scars
In the battered beauty
Hope far exceeds a lifelong malady

The wreckage that is required
To salvage the mutineers
With open arms
Welcoming the changing of the guard
In the lonely, vapid mist
The poses as home
We have never marched alone

The wreckage that is required
To salvage the mutineers
With open arms
Welcoming the changing of the guard
In the lonely, vapid mist
The poses as home
We have never marched alone
Never marched alone
Track Name: The Enduring Fade
The Enduring Fade: Venera 10
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
 
Graffiti lines, depraved from the start
Asphalt confines and barbed wire scars
Herein we bind and claim control
Together in pantomime
Divisions equalized by
The cardiac chamber of our souls
 
These earned scars
Attest to life
Allure marred
Indebted to time
Languid charge
Our paradigm
And an epitaph fades
In the wind and in the rain
 
Linear lines
Mark chronology
Eight decades of trying to untie
Dropped with a bent, birthed with a curse
In this brief stay we rehearse
 
These earned scars
Attest to life
Allure marred
Indebted to time
Languid charge
Our paradigm
And an epitaph fades 
In the wind and in the rain
 
Sparsely penned rhymes
Transcribed within cells
To symbolize and chart our strides
Etched for the role of commoner
Always the weight
Of varied methods of escape
 
These earned scars
Attest to life
Allure marred
Indebted to time
Languid charge
Our paradigm
And an epitaph fades
In the wind and in the rain