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Lopez on the Runway was Tj Martinson (vocals, guitar), Josh Bruner (bass, vocals), Jesse Parks (drums), and Blake Boie (lead guitar). Formed in Bourbonnais, Illinois in 2006, LotR toured all around the southern-chicagoland area and was highly influential in their local music scene, centered around a small college town. Initially a trio, the band rounded out its lineup when Blake Boie was recruited for lead guitar duties in early 2008. In early 2010, the band disbanded after recording the “Babylon EP.” They released four EP’s over their four-year run.

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released June 26, 2014

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Track Name: Dead Sea Survivors
You were stationed in the harbor of the pearl
I wrote you letters that were stained with salty waters
And I laughed at your whimsical replies
But from across the seas, I couldn't see your salty eyes

I wonder if the water fits a suitable grave
For all those sailors home under the waves
If I'll be welcomed by the other souls
Or if it's just to late to know

You remind me of Sundays
Your collar forces blood to your brain with a clip on tie that fades in the rain
You remind me of Sundays
With communion every month, and that should make up for all the wrong we've done

From a distance, you set fire to my eyes
With a sight I hadn't seen in a long time
Compassion sailing on a wood-trimmed boat
I will flail and fling my soul to stay afloat

The last letter you received from me
Was written by a man who spoke for me
He spoke of honor and life after death
He spoke of joy in eternal wealth

You remind me of Sundays
Your collar forces blood to your brain with a clip on tie that fades in the rain
You remind me of Sundays
With communion every month, and that should make up for all the wrong we've done
Track Name: Stella
The New Year was your falsehood
And I was your golden boy

You were tipsy I was turvy
We fit hand in hand

And we ran like power lines
Through suburban lands

You were my exclamation
And I was the hesitation

But we were happy with the company
Of lost and found and stolen property

I hope you're happy with the choices you made
But may I ask you this?

Do you ever think of the winter?
We left unfinished with no concluding words

You must've been drunk you weren't talking right
You were spouting nonsense left and right, and vomit on my shoes

You said happiness was your designated driver
And he only had room for him and you

Hello, my name is time!

I pointed out the window
At a sight I thought you'd like

Soil packed into the ground
To a specified location

I should know what I'm walking on
It contains a story, it contains a song
Track Name: Robot Song
I met you on the county line
You said come with me, we can hop the line

Rules are rules that were broken by you
As I sat by and watched on the TV tube

Flesh is flesh as night is a thief
He's creeping in the shadows just to stare at the blank concrete

I see your boy, he's over at the bar with his friends
Laughing, drinking and he's having a good time

And what do you hear if you're a monster at the end of the year?
The words on your lips, muffled by, his hands on your hips
And what do you hear if you're a monster at the end of the year?
I kissed those lips, drunk in pity, the wine made you wity
And skies and trees, houses and buildings
Scenery in this masquerade
Dry words spill from your lips
Cracked from time and loneliness

Foul language spoils your tongue
As you told me about your situation

Best friends are balanced on a dime
And they whisper in your ear, 'I don't have the time'

Flesh is flesh as night is a thief
He's creeping in the shadows just to stare at the blank concrete

I see your boy, he's over at the bar with his friends
Laughing, drinking and he's having a good time

And what do you hear if you're a monster at the end of the year?
The words on your lips, muffled by, his hands on your hips
And what do you hear if you're a monster at the end of the year?
I kissed those lips, drunk in pity, the wine made you wity
And skies and trees, houses and buildings
Scenery in this masquerade
Dry words spill from your lips
Cracked from time and loneliness
Track Name: Hushed Fingers and Cigarettes
Hushed fingers and cigarettes
Played there role so well
In a stage play that I wrote
When I was your age

Our ambitions over our heads
But we let them slip away
And sometimes I think
We were happier those days

And we cried when we saw
Our goals being sold
To the men
Who wore silver and gold

And it's amazing to me
After all these years
That we lived every day
Without assurance or fear

We tattoo our tongues
With the stories we're afraid to tell
Until one day
We forget them all

We knew it all
We knew it all

We knew it all
We knew it all along
Track Name: Dead Leaves in the Clouds
So we set sail
For California
No worries now
Frequent flier miles
Too much of a hassle
Dead leaves in the clouds

We sold our clothes to the bureaucrats
They were naked in the truth
We were as clothed as they come and we yelled
'I wish, I wish I had never met you at all
I wish, I wish you weren't so predicatable'

We sold our hair to the ladies everywhere
They were jealous of our beauty
We were jealous of their valor, they yelled
'We don't care about your curly locks
We just care about our cancer'

I said I know who I am to where I'm going to
But you saw right through the masquerade
All painted white to conceal my face at night
As I crept through the orchard to appeal to the magistrate
I think I do

We sold our eyes to the state
We were tired of people shouting
People screamin, they were yellin'
'We don't care about your pinstriped suits
We just care about our taxes'

We sold our heart to the country with no name
A reputation preceding,
Unwanted fame and they yelled
'I wish, I wish I had never met you at all
I wish, I wish you weren't so predicatable'

I said I know who I am to where I'm going to
But you saw right through the masquerade
All painted white to conceal my face at night
As I crept through the orchard to appeal to the magistrate
I think I do
Track Name: Barrabas
I could split this rug in two, one for me, one for you
Because this ground beneath our feet is loyal to me and only me
And as I crept through dining halls of drunken men and their trophy wives
All struggling to recount the events of their faulty lives
And in unison I heard harmonies I've never heard
Barabas, Barabas, Barabas, Barabas, how is your peace?

Barabas, Barabas, Barabas, Barabas, how is your peace?
Track Name: Shalome
Did it matter to you?
It don't mean a thing to me
Cause I've spent my time, I've spent my time on useful things
Like calling you, at 3 am
Just to say, I think we're better of that way

Calm me down now, calm me down
Calm me down now, call me over
Cover me in your dust