Advocates of Pain

by Sky Rail

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released February 5, 2012

Recorded and mixed by Chris French

Album art by Eric Hainchek

Rich Backeberg: Vocals/Guitar
Paul Shaffer: Guitar/Vocals
Cody Bowers: Bass Guitar/Vocals
Adam Mizner: Drums/Vocals/Synth

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Sky Rail Rockford, Illinois

Sky Rail is music about life. We write because we're losing our minds. We play to gain them back again.

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Track Name: Routes
To deepen your roots
you've got to go through the dirt

Endurance is never gained in easy times
Foundations are never claimed by closing blinds
Muscle is never built without being torn first
Life is never lived in fear of the hurt

I've never been an advocate of pain
But I realize, that's exactly what we need to gain
All that we need to be alive

There's never been a principle so plain
that I sympathize, with those who don't know all there is to gain
It goes against all that we are.
Track Name: Egg Hunt
I'm not looking for your easter eggs no more
Take me off your list, take me off your list
I'm not playing all your games or keeping score
Call me a pessimist, I won't go along with this

Because all I've found 'til now, has not given me a thing
But a potential for a cavity, won't you take another stab at me
Don't you have enough?

I guess its commonly known as a rat race
We keep running around 'til we find that cheese
This is even worse its a misdirect from the truth
where victory is a tease

I'm not looking for your easter eggs no more
take me off your list, take me off your list
Im not playing all your games or keeping score
Call me a pessimist, I won't go along with this

Because all I've found 'til now has not given me a thing
But a potential for a cavity, won't you take another stab at me
Don't you have enough?

This is furtile ground to teach a child
How to manipulate, cheat, and steal
Keep going son, you're doing good, you're gonna win
A false sense of how victory feels


Fill your baskets, fill your baskets now
Fill your baskets, fill your baskets to the top

I've been made aware, that there's more than chasing prizes
Be it noble or selfish they're both distracting
We all know that candy isn't nutritious
That being said, in an egg hunt, who really wins?

Fill your baskets, fill your baskets now
Fill your baskets, fill your baskets to the top.
Track Name: Simple Man
I am a simple man
And yes I've got dirty hands
I've been working since the day I could walk
I've been lying since the day I could talk

I won't impress you my dear
With sly words or a flatteries cheer
I'm learning not to live for myself
And the real definition of wealth

I am a man and I need help
I am a man and I need help
If it were up to me, I'd believe in myself
I am a man and I need help

In a land where cash is king
"just show love" is the song they sing
I'm not sure we understand the root of the word
Or her voice, if true love is heard

There's a never ending work in me
In my knowledge and hypocrisy
Now I'm saved by the faith that I've got
Faith by hearing of the word of God.

I am a man and I need help
I am a man and I need help
If it were up to me, I'd believe in myself
I am a man and I need help
Track Name: Confidential
There's so many things around
That wanna bring you down
They only wanna draw you in
and pin you on the ground.

They look and feel good until
you do what they wanna do.
And then their job is done, they come right up to you
take your soul, and run away.

I'd like to think, that we have confidence
I'd like to think, that we'll be

(Chorus)
We'll be alright
We'll be okay

I'd like to think, that we'll be

We'll be alright
We'll be okay
Yeah we'll be alright
We'll be okay

I had a dream where I was fighting
Bulls the size of buildings
And that was just the way it was
No complaints
And the whole time that I was there
No way out

No I was never scared, a confident step in the ring
and this is, the song that I sing

I like to think, that that means confidence
I like to think, that we'll be

(Chorus)

Sticks and stones, may break my bones
Sticks and stones, may break my bones
Sticks and stones, may break my bones
Sticks and stones, may break my bones

(Chorus)