Down to the falls. Watch your step, you might slip. She turns to me, she says she can hear them beyond the trees. Let’s keep on the path, they won't be far, I’m sure that they are coming fast (coming fast now). Once we get across the stream, you'll hear them loud and then see what I mean (what I mean). These days are why I breathe. They show me that I’m free with you. These things, they mean to me, more than anything. Inside with you, try and hide from them. We dip our feet. Water is freezing and I scream. Why’s it so damn cold? We wanna swim before the sun sets again (sun sets again). Why’s it have to end? Summer is over before it even begins (before it begins). Yeah! These days are why I breathe. They show me that I’m free with you. These things, they mean to me, more than anything. These days, well, I feel the same. And I love the same as then. So why change if you feel the way you wanna feel today? Well, I’m not goin’ away, my friend. I promise that I’ll stay as long as I can. — Drum performance by Isaac Civitello Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan

I think about you, darling. Do you think about me still? Cause I feel like I’m downing. And I miss the way you feel. And when these days are so damn dark, and I don’t know where to start. Will you help me find the light to guide my way? Believe in what you’re doing. At least that’s what they say. When you’re tryin’ hard for something, every single day. And when things, they fall apart. And they leave you broken hearted. Will you find the strength to get back on your way? I’m numb. We’re caught up in this song. Yeah! I think about you, darling. Do you feel all alone? When the world is out of love, and we’re wandering on our own. And when you get that chance to change the way you feel about your pain. Will you find the time to make this a better place? Take a look outside your window. Make a note of what you see. Would you say you see yourself reaching for that dream? And if not, then you’re a fool. Cause you know just what to do. So take a stand and be the things you wanna be. I’m numb. We’re caught up in this song. Yeah! — Lyrics written by Madeline Federle and C.F. Sullivan Bass performance by Vincent Ingala Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan

Lookin’ around this place, For your familiar face. I’m wishin’ things would change. We gotta stay outside but ya know, Wouldn’t matter much at all. Just another day on the page with you. I won’t go, no. I think I’ll stay a while. Pretty girl with that faded smile. Though, still it shines for me. Another sunny day together. In my mind it lasts forever. I can tell you know that it’s me, and you. I won’t go, no. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I don’t wanna feel nothin’ but you. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I just want you to know that it’s me and you. We’d sit and sing along, To the rum and cola song. There’s still that boy in me. All the sunny days together, Addin’ up to forever. I wouldn’t change a thing. No, I won’t go, no. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I don’t wanna feel nothin’ but you. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I just want you to know that it’s me and you. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I don’t wanna hear nothin’ but the truth. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I just want you to know that it’s me and you. Rum and Coca Cola. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I don’t wanna feel nothin’ but you. Can I get a little love from you? (Yeah) I just want you to know that it’s me and you. — Dedicated to my grandma, Laura Pizzuto Harmony vocals by Eddie Golden III Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan

I walk down the lonely road, it mends my soul. It mends my, My weary soul. I fell down, I felt so cold. It mends my, My weary soul. — Produced, mixed and drum performance by Isaac Civitello Written by C.F. Sullivan

My pockets are full of grass. I think it’ll last at least for a day, yeah. I’m smokin’ on that gas. I’m high as a$$. I’m blazed as hell, yeah. No, I won’t give up that smoke. When I’m low, then I roll. It’s no joke, yeah. Let’s roll one, another fast! This joint is cashed. I’m passin’ away, yeah. I feel like a f**kin’ ghost, when I’m blowin’ them O’s. I’m hellbent and gone, yeah. No, I won’t give up that smoke. When I go, blaze one up. Get stoned, yeah! — Song dedicated to the Shed Craftsmen Smoke performance by Shameless McFeast Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan

Bwamp, bwamp, bwamp, bwamp. — Co-written and bass performance by Taylor Pelton Produced by C.F. Sullivan

Sun is shinin’ bright on me (yeah). Findin’ light all day, it shines for you. Toe the line, follow close now. Flow through water, almost time to go. Let’s go right now, don’t get caught again. Feel the riptide and the undertow come in. Caught a break between the waves again. On your board, watch your throat like last time when… Still, make it a big one, yeah. I’m ready to go, yeah, yeah. Strong, stronger than everyone. Go, and make it a big one. Yeah! Sun is shinin’ bright on me (yeah). — Recorded, produced, and mixed at Studio III by Eddie Golden III Written by C.F. Sullivan

I think about the time we spent on my floor, Laughin’ ‘til our bellies went sore. If all that time I spent could be with you, I’d want more. Cause, I’ve been lovin’ you. I’ve been lovin’ you. Under distant moons, My bleeding heart calls out to you. I think about the day we met, I saw light deep inside your eyes. If all that light could shine until we die, I would cry. Cause, I’ve been lovin’ you. I’ve been lovin’ you. Under distant moons, My bleeding heart calls out to you. I think of all those days I spent, Lovin’ you. Far enough to reach distant moons. If all that time could be with you, I would say… I’ve been lovin’ you. I’ve been lovin’ you. Under distant moons, My bleeding heart calls out to you. I’ve been lovin’ you. Honey, I’ve been lovin’ you. Under distant moons, My bleeding heart calls out to you. — Dedicated to my wife, Madeline Federle Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan

It's just like heaven Being here with you You're like an angel Too good to be true But after all I love you, I do Angel baby My angel baby When you are near me My heart skips a beat I can hardly stand on My own two feet Because I love you I love you, I do Angel baby My angel baby Whoo-ooh, I love you, whoo-ooh, I do — Written by Rosie and the Originals Instrumental performance by C.F. Sullivan

Falling, the feeling I’m longing. To be by your side, But I don’t know what is really right. Flora, beautiful aura. Why don’t you call me yours tonight. Slipping down the walls into the sea. I don’t know where I should be. I want to be inside your arms. I don’t know if I belong, you tell me. Your eyes are just like me. We are both looking after you. Sinking down to the bottom with you. Well, I thought I saw you down there too. I was mistaken by your lookin’ eyes. I don’t know if that’s a lie. So, let’s pretend that it's the end. And then we will both ascend. Where you, you can be, with me. — Drum performance by Isaac Civitello Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan

My crystal ball sees clearer than eyes can see. I see right through your crowded mind. Hide from me. “Go outside”, she says. Well, I got myself in this mess. I’m to blame. You can call it “my ways”. I’ve played the game. “Go outside”, she says. “Close your eyes”, she says. “Go hide your face”, she says. — Written and recorded by C.F. Sullivan

Picture yourself inside a dream, Where you lose sight of everything. How does that seem? Once you begin to get your grip, Your world eventually will flip. Will it make you sick? Oh no… Ooh, la la. If you feel like me, Then just take it more easily. Let things be their way. Can you feel the way I feel now? All these things that we see, They’re not truly what’s meant to be. Make things what you want. Can you see the way I see things? The man outside paints his scene, Looks back and forth at what he sees. He’s paintin’ trees. The faded sun struggles to shine, But it’s gettin’ brighter with every line he paints. Now we see his face. Oh yeah! Ooh, la la. If you feel like me, Then just take it more easily. Let things be their way. Can you feel the way I feel now? All these things that we see, They’re not truly what’s meant to be. Make things what you want. Can you see the way I see things? — Drum and bongo performance by Isaac Civitello Written and produced by C.F. Sullivan