Pale Wallace are Jim Rioux and Guy Capecelatro III. The album was written and recorded in February of 2013 as part of the RPM Challenge. Paintings by Peter Donovan, layout by Dylan Metrano, photo by GC III, mastered by Marc McElroy.
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lyrics
There’s a Cloud
I miss the party tricks I got used to it
I’m a broken bottle a fucked up throttle
I turn in on and off like Baryshnikov
In my wildest dreams this should not be me
I can hardly say my name
Without tasting this disdain
There’s a cloud above my head
And a bird that’s nearly dead
There’s this tangled string runs through everything
And some cupid’s arrow in a land grown fallow
I miss the childish games the carefree ways
I am old and fickle I’m Trivis Bickel
I can hardly say my name
Without tasting this disdain
There’s a cloud above my head
And a bird that’s nearly dead
The hand of god hits too hard
What you call fate will devastate everything
I’m a busted clock I believe John Locke
And my tabla rasa is playing possum