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Parallels

by Natural Satellites

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Chris Scan Fantastic true solo album that mixes 90s grunge with the best aspects of prog rock's heyday. Favorite track: Born Leaders And Ghosts.
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I won't make it to the top But my friends won't let me drown I don't quite know how to swim but they won't let me drown I don't quite know how to live but my friends know a good time I don't quite know how to write where every word's right and rhymes Twenty years, hey, what the hell do I know? Shave against the grain and bleed on the bedroom floor Sunburnt sunshine and the rain in bottles on the shelf open them at any time and feel them for myself Windswept valley evergreens grown tightly in a row cut one down and tie it up and I have something to show Twenty years, hey, what the hell do I know? Shave against the grain and bleed on the bedroom floor I won't make it to the top But my friends won't let me drown I don't quite know how to swim but they won't let me drown
2.
The amazing perpetual motion machine running high on emotion tonight A thing that was never meant to be seen made to give just its creator delight   Running high on emotion tonight working its way, alone, up the hill made to give just its creator delight Hear the gears grind until they stand still   Working its way, alone, up a hill aware of the life that will never run out Hear the gears grind until they stand still happiness lost and brimming with doubt   aware of the life that will never run out A thing that was never meant to be seen happiness lost and brimming with doubt The amazing perpetual motion machine
3.
Honor 04:01
He calls it honor that he wears on his chest like a badge, like a flag I'd never seen before He calls it courage that he wears round his neck like a misshapen cross that will heal no more In sanctuary or a sanitarium wait for the day when my ship will come And in my faulty and failing wisdom I will wait for its return gold tie and suit that he calls his revenge like a noose not cut loose from the hanging man a leather jacket that he calls his escape from the fate falling late from a luckless hand And in your honor he would gladly fight be amused, be abused, and lay down his life And for your honor he would gladly die if the truth was his youth and he lived a lie My dear friend, I am wrong so I sing this song for you You are right I am wrong so I sing this song for you
4.
Would you give this stranger the time He's clearly lost his mind or just excuse yourself Flip a switch and he is gone Would you take a lunch with me For you, it would be free Or would you decline Just haven't got the time Underneath of plasticine clouds and a candle-wax sun these radiant lights all burned out, one by one and its not much longer now Underneath of plasticine clouds and a candle-wax sun these radiant lights all burned out, one by one And its not much longer now
5.
Crash 01:58
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Yesterday 04:51
Take me out, I wanna see the sun as it comes, over the horizon sunrise or set well your eyes won't know till you're shown the picture-book ending Yesterday came one day late but time won't stop, and the world don't care in between my time of sleep was it a dream, or a shared nightmare? I had a dream that the world was red and the sky was dead, like the air over Norway Like Krakatoa blew its head and from it bled salvation for millions Roll out the red carpet for the Soma-dream a society that denies we have questions And in its wake lies the broken seam that lies between the atomic nightmare Yesterday came one day late but time won't stop, and the world don't care in between my time of sleep was it a dream, or a shared nightmare?
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5.08 (Soma) 05:02
This is the musician thats from our near future created within this system of mine This is the musician straight from my computer created with just one purpose in mind To still the air and seize the wind silence the thunderous applause To calm the waves and cure the sting from broken branches and broken dreams I know you, you'll fight it and then you'll learn to love it submit your life to fall in line with mine I know you, you hate me and yet you won't forget me The castle walls are much to tall to tear down Conceive it, control us with comfort as our focus A velvet glove conceals an iron fist Like penguins we live and the glass distorts our freedom a grand illusion that we try to resist they still the air and seize the wind bask in the thunderous applause incite the waves and cause the sting of broken branches and broken dreams And you wander while you lie in bed with all those evil thoughts in your head Well I used to have them too This is the musician observed as a born loser created within my cavernous mind This is the musician thats from our near future created with just one purpose in mind
9.
Do you remember the days we'd lie awake in the tall grass under the bright summer sun? dreaming of days still to come a rip in the fabric of time and those days of our youth were gone... Stars that were caught in your eye tell the tale of the time we took in a crisp summer's night And I know that I pay a price Reality a fleeting memory and dreaming for all of my life memory, reminding me everything, that could've been losing sleep and wasting light help make time stand still tonight there's no smoke without fire there's no smoke without fire there's no smoke without fire Fire Fire! Do you remember the days we'd lie awake in the tall grass under the bright summer sun? I know that I'll pay a price Reality a fleeting memory dreaming for all of my life memory, reminding me everything, that could've been losing sleep and wasting light help make time stand still tonight Fire Fire! there's no smoke without fire there's no smoke without fire there's no smoke without fire there's no smoke without fire!
10.
Fall: You'd better have some soft feet shift in and out of your own shadow in-between the shades of grey (in-between the shades of) You've gotta take chances recognize the bullshit laughter, and judge their prying glances (pull apart their fake romances) You're gonna have bad days Where every task seems Herculean But maybe you'll get lucky and its bark is worse than its bite You've gotta stay sober keen, collected and composed when everyone is feeling faint (when everyone is feeling) You'd better learn to suffer the loneliness can almost kill before the dawn of day (before the dawn of day) You're gonna have bad days Where every task seems Herculean But maybe you'll get lucky and its bark is worse than its bite You're gonna have good days but in the end, that time can't last you their bark is strong as your blight try as you might Winter: And soon the questions come where did my life go, can I change? I once had all this time But soon you'll find yourself sinking, deeper back against the wall keen to take the fall Spring: Who are you to point the finger? placing blame on yet another you and I cut from the same cloth Who are you to denigrate me? first exalt and then forsaken throw me to the dogs like common fodder? Ooh Ooh And soon the questions come where did I go wrong and soon you'll find yourself by the end, the place Right where you belong Summer: You'd better have a stone heart assassins hide around every corner Knives prepared to kill (and you know he will) You'd better hide your weakness Even at the ripe age of thirty there's strength in your bones (At least, so they know) You're gonna have bad days Where every task seems Herculean But maybe you'll get lucky and its bark is worse than its bite You're gonna have good days but in the end, that time can't last you their bark is strong as your blight try as you might Try as you might, far as it can take you Try as you might, hope that it can save you Epilogue: You'd better have soft feet (You'd better have a stone heart) you'd better learn to suffer (You've gotta stay sober) You've gotta take chances (You'd better hide your weakness) If you think you're gonna survive in this world.

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I want to thank all the people at Ultimate-Guitar (Specifically the UGTC Community) for helping me through some pretty tough times.

And my friends, who stood by me while the process of writing and compiling this album turned me into a complete and utter *censored*.

I also want to thank my dad, who made the album possible in more ways than one. You've obviously got no idea how difficult this stuff gets until you're up against a cheese-grater, being cut to shreds after falling to pieces. I'll give you a word in edge-wise as soon as you learn five instruments, find your way around a DAW, and record a full-length by yourself.

No Mom, I didn't forget about you. You know what they say about saving the best for last.

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released April 29, 2012

Chris 'Doug' Wassmer - Everything

Mac the MAC - Everything Else

Nicholas Beecher - Cover Art

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Natural Satellites West Chester, Pennsylvania

Natural Satellites is the work of one musician; Chris 'Doug' Wassmer. Chris grew up outside of Doylestown, PA and now lives in West Chester. He initially only played flute, sax, and trumpet in school music programs. Looking for new outlets to express his music, he picked up his father's guitar at the age of 14 and has not looked back. Chris has since added drums, basses, and keyboards to his gear. ... more

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