Heterochromia

by The In-Moment

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bernie schafer Long time for this album to come out. Sounds great. I know you and Jules put a lot of time into it.
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released November 21, 2016

Oz Rizo - vocals, production
Re Shayfer - vocals, instrumentation, production

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The In-Moment Hawthorne, California

The In-Moment is a South Bay rock band and higher cosmic entity, creating music through synchronization and manifestation. The In-Moment encourages spiritual enlightenment through consistent reflection and reflects the journey of the group’s collective soul. Influenced by psychedelic, progressive, and blues rock - we have taken many forms over time. The In-Moment grants access to our highest self. ... more

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Track Name: Golden Seam
You are my golden seam.
Something I’d wish to see
in forgotten dreams.
Baby, come call my name.
I wish I’d see your face.

That was there before you
became this golden seam.

Baby, come call for me,
don’t you run away.
You tell me I’m okay,
but you left me this way.

You are my golden seam.
Babe, please come for me.
Babe, please come for me.


You are my golden seam.
I prayed to see you gleam
before fame has drowned you out.
Babe, where have you gone to now?

You are my golden seam.
Babe, please come for me.


Baby, come call for me.
I miss you so dearly.
Oh babe, come grab for me.
I’m wishing so clearly.

You are my golden seam.
Mend me, mend me.
I need you so.

Baby, you are my golden seam.
You can call for me.
Babe, you call for me.
You are my golden seam.
Track Name: Beachy Head
Laying very still underneath the sun
Waiting for the cool of the night to come.
I pick up a stone, press it in my palm,
Blow it out to see and count wishes.
Track Name: Bitter Rum
Bitter rum, bitter rum
Shredded sheets, cut my tongue
Here she comes for me

Should I run
She’s just pleading to drain me
Here she comes, let me be
Let me be, fallen one
We left out ease
Where do we go from here

Bitter rum, bitter rum
Shredded sheets, cut my tongue

I can’t see where my path leads
But I’ve forgotten how to lead my own type of
dignity, I’m left alone
Hard to breathe, harsher dreams follow
We left out ease
We left out ease
Where do we go from here

Bitter rum, bitter rum
Shredded sheets, cut my tongue
I can’t plead no more, I can’t prey
I can’t eat, my mind is failing me
Where do I pretend I see

What she’s, what she’s taken from me
What she’s, what she’s taken from me
Track Name: Modern Beauty Queen
Wishin' and prayin' I could kiss the white cobble,
find myself a piece of mind.
Maybe they'll come alive.

Cheese to her thing of wine, not the most divine,
but she's made up of oil paint.
And ash from the finest hash.
God she's a queen behind
the best of her cameras flash.

Well yeah, that's ya girl.
Maybe it ain't all for her.
But she's white cobble.
Skinned up pale and she's thinned up. Yeah, the
modern beauty queen.

Pleated skirts, collared shirts,
an old man's dream.
Men always there to cling
girls on their knees prayin' to become part of her ravenous scene.

An icon of the stars.
By now, she's gotten so far.
People pained by her hardships
but they still crawl at her feet.

Well yeah, that's ya girl.
Maybe it ain't all for her.
But she's white cobble.
Skinned up pale and she's thinned up. Yeah, the
modern beauty queen.
Track Name: Listen
Is he listening at all?
Stones raised up high start to fall.
He’s lost.

Swallowed pride from loss.
Tries to stay away from the man’s high cross
He’s gone.

But he will not listen anymore.

Does he want to know?
Might he break his own bones.
He’s dawned.

But he will not listen anymore.

What do you want to hear?
The cave echoes out lusting fear.
You’re wrong.

Has the grave been secured?
The words that he says have been said before.
Washed on.

But he will not listen anymore.

Does he want to know?
Might he break his own bones.
He’s dawned.

But he will not listen anymore.

Can he even feel
the rising levels of real?
It’s wrong.

Is he listening at all?
Trying to get off on nothing but an old
dead song.

But he will not listen anymore.
But he will not listen anymore.
But he will not listen anymore.
Track Name: Last Dance
Pictures and colors
And she’s rested for another

Their names are done
God has won
And time is done

But we’ve gotten back from edge of cracks
Wish I knew how to go all

And the mic is cracking
Sounds are racking
My ears have gone off the edge

And sounds are stacking
Money is blazing from the rich

But now she's back

Feet on the last dance
Feet on the last dance
Feet on the last dance
Track Name: Credits For
Raw edible mechanics.
Grow yourself to a bull,
medicine for the dulled.

We can reach for the stool.
Left out for their take,
sat upon for the cruel.

And seven deadly sins always begin
but we know to stay away
to save our broken ways.

Under and over and over again.
Under and over, well it’s gotta end.

Under and over and over again.
Under and over, well it’s gotta end.


And seven deadly sins always begin
but we know to stay away
to save our broken ways.

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