Bird on Wire

murmuration EP

All songs Performed by: Bird on Wire.

White Noise

I can feel it in my bones
I can hear it on your breath
Things won't be the same
But they won't come undone

I can see it in your eyes
In the tremor of your hand
Things won't be the same
But they won't come undone

We are embers, we are the embers
We are the embers of a dying light

I can feel it pulling harder
I can see the veil recede
Things won't be the same
Things won't be the same

Your hand inside of mine
As you watch it all unwind

Mmm, mmm

Our ashes intertwined
Spread beneath the tall, dark pines

We are embers, we are the embers
We are the embers of a dying light

We are white noise, we are the white noise
We are the white noise on a satellite

Ooo

We are the embers of a dying light

Written by: Matthew Beres

Produced by: Matthew Beres

Lead/Harmony Vocals: Matthew Beres

Harmony Vocals: Margaret Ireland

Guitars: Matthew Beres

Synths: Matthew Beres

Bass: Matthew Beres
Drums: Matt Johnson
Mixing: Hugo Nicolson
Mastering: West West Side Music

Quantum State

Shipwrecked, shipwrecked

We are all shipwrecked

What's next? What's next?
There's no context

Why am I here?

Blind spot, blind spot

You are in my blind spot

Still warm, still warm

Still born, still warm

Now you need a favor

Why am I here?

Mmm

Quantum state

I'm alive and I am dead

Now you live inside my head

Two entangled threads

You're just a monster

Who thinks she is a friend

Why am I here?

Mmm

Quantum state

Written by: Matthew Beres

Produced by: Matthew Beres

Lead/Harmony Vocals: Matthew Beres

Guitars: Matthew Beres

Synths: Matthew Beres

Bass: Timothy Lefebvre
Drums: Matt Johnson
Mixing: Hugo Nicolson
Mastering: West West Side Music

Man in the Attic

Cheap mics sound alright
30 takes, I'll splice it nice
Revise, revise, revise

A multitrack writing hack
I only hear it all together when I play it back
Reprise, reprise, reprise

Take it easy on me
Take it easy on me
I am the man in the attic

Sing my song behind the shine
I am the creator, I am the impostor
Unwind, unwind, unwind

Take it easy on me
Take it easy on me

Mmm..

I am just a bore on a weekend tour
Nashville-bound, boy, from Baltimore

Mmm..

Take it easy on me
Take it easy on me
I am the man in the attic

Written by: Matthew Beres

Produced by: Matthew Beres

Joachim Johansen

Lead Vocals: Matthew Beres

Harmony Vocals: Joachim Johansen

Harmony Vocals: Imke Dekker

Guitar: Matthew Beres

Guitar: Joachim Johansen

Strings: Eleonore Denig
Drums: Leor Manelis
Mixing: Lionheart Studio
Mastering: West West Side Music

Such a Fine Day

Mmm, mmm

Fuck you, I'll sing how I want to
You say that I'm no Nashville Romeo
You say that I'd be better off in Barstow, so..

Fuck you, I'll write how I want to
You say you're tired of all the stories about Jane
To you, Original Sin it is quite plain

It's such a fine, fine day
The sun is shining anyways, mmm
It's such a fine, fine time
When you're not on my mind

Fuck you, I'll feel how I want to
You say that literature is dead
And no one's buying what I'm selling

You got a head full of dust, boy
Talk fast, move slow
Every time your lips move, you eat crow

You say LA or bust
But it don't mean nothing

And when the idiot winds they come a-blowing
What can still the whip-poor-whill?
It knows what no one else is knowing
The winds were born from emptiness, baby
And they are empty still

Fuck you, well I'll be what I want to
I might be a farmer or an astronaut, you know
I might be George Clooney, I've got a strong jaw..

It's such a fine, fine day
The sun is shining anyways, mmm
It's such a fine, fine time
When you're not on my mind

Written by: Matthew Beres

Produced by: Matthew Beres

Lead/Harmony Vocals: Matthew Beres

Guitars/Slide Guitar: Matthew Beres

Dobro/Pedal Steel: Patrick Lyons

Upright Bass: Richard Lloyd Giddens Jr.
Drums: Matt Johnson
Mixing: Eight Sixteen Recording Studio
Mastering: West West Side Music