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Burn the Blueprints

by Signals Midwest

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Dear mother, this is no time to complain There is something bigger than the task at hand. I’ve been lost & found in the sky and underground And I can firmly say that you don’t understand. Dear Samuel, I hope the west has what you wanted When you close your eyes do you still dream of home? Yes I know the timing’s right this year for me to finally disappear And stake my claim in warm and foreign ground I’m just waiting for that day to come So I can go so far away Dear everyone that I’ve ever encountered: I’m sure you’ve all got your plans to break the mold. Don’t hold your breath, callous hearts mean swollen heads And first things start to swell and they explode! Dear Samuel, was it really worth it? You’re 50,000 miles away from home. We give love by the inch, but we take it by the mile And we wonder why so many feel alone Will anybody miss you when you’re gone? No guarantees, just promises. So strike your matches, start your fires Sooner or later, all goes dark We’re bound by instinct and desire It’s in our eyes and in our hearts.
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Scream it over towering buildings Sing it past the highway signs We were yelling in the streets in the middle of the night So take the shoreway to dead man’s curve Hit it doing 85 Pray when you go around the turn you will make it out alive You should see my head, it’s spinning like the world does And if it stops we all fly into space. This is the end of everything I know For the love of God take me away This is an affirmative decision A means to find a better way I hope these songs suffice as an acceptable way for me to say I never wanted it to be like this! You should see my eyes, they’re stuck permanently open And something I don’t know is clouding my sight I’ll write my name a thousand different ways But none of them seem to look right So you stand by what you subscribe to Put on your suit and get in line Anything less than everything you’ve got would be such a waste of time
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Little White Houses (free) 03:08
Little white houses, a white picket fence and a 9-to-5 Numbers in the thousands of times that I swore this would never be my life There are so many things I take for granted So many places I’ve yet to go Or I could just sit here feeling restless In my safe suburban home And you told me son you’ll never get anywhere with this And what makes a man is not how many times he’s used his fists There are so many times I’ve swallowed my pride Like when you said I’ll always be alone So I’ll just sit here feeling restless In my safe suburban home I want something more than this I need something more than this There’s gotta be something more than this
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I try my best to fight it but the feeling still persists I’m never satisfied unless I’m crossing things off lists We try so hard, it takes so long But we made it through this year. Look at all the explosions in the sky! 500,000 strangers and another ten seconds I let pass by. I’m not trying to be famous, I just don’t want to go unheard. Here’s resolution number one: Try not to break promises to yourself for once. Don’t think of everything you missed Just think of everything you’ve learned. I’m doin’ alright, I’m doin’ fine (why don’t you take this on by yourself this time) Why don’t you take this on by yourself this time? (I’m doin’ alright, I’m doin’ fine) You’ve got me feeling like someone I don’t know, in a crowd of people and I’m still alone! I’m of a certain disposition Much more than a textbook case of a lack of ambition I just can’t be tying myself down. I’m on the next flight out, see you around. So just take 80 west And you’ll get home fine Within a few miles We’re making good time The sign on the billboard proclaims “hell is real!” But no one could possibly know how I feel
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It’s everything I ever wanted all at once How could it possibly ever be enough? Only a fool would attempt to satisfy These epic and insatiable appetites It’s inevitable that we’d feel this way It was bound to happen some time. So you can sit and long for the good old days But you’re in for a surprise And now the feeling’s sinking in An endless quest for satisfaction And I’m beginning to believe That this is bigger than you and me So why do all the good ones end up leaving town Will I go their same way or should I stick around Jealousy jealousy can’t you see you’re enveloping me But you know it’s over if you want it to be It’s over if you want it to be So now the light pollution fills the air And it blocks all the fucking starlight And under clouds of dust and smoke we hope That the future remains bright Is this my fate, my fortune Sinking into the Atlantic Ocean Oh I feel so good, I feel at home Didn’t even bother to wash the salt off my skin I just got back in the van and hit the road Damn right I know my choices And now my heart is as loud as my voice is
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Nineteen 02:23

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This record consists of the first 11 songs we ever wrote as a band. At this point we were still a 3-piece. Songs were written from September 2007 to December 2008 and recorded in January 2009 by Steve Perrino at Perrino Recording Studio in Solon, OH.

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released November 27, 2009

Maxwell Stern: Guitar, vocals, lyrics
Steve Gibson: Drums, vocals, acoustic bass on track 8
Loren Shumaker: Bass, vocals

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Signals Midwest Cleveland, Ohio

we are a punk/indie band from Cleveland, now spread throughout OH and PA. we've been doing this together since 2008. we have been lucky enough to see the world together but will still play in your kitchen or anywhere really.

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