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All the Things That I Did and All the Things That I Didn't Do

by The Milk Carton Kids

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when i was a kid you could look in my eyes and see the whole world spinning there i used to walk out in the rain at night just to feel it soak into my hair i could’ve sworn we were headed somewhere it was a fantasy that only drew empty stares angry “i don’t knows” and “i don’t cares” just look at us now – just look at us now when i was a kid you could look to a time when all the wars had come and gone it was the end of all history, the dust settled down it was a new dawn we wanted to prove we were something, we were special we knew in our hearts we weren’t the only ones somehow we turned around and we were wrong just look at us now – just look at us now i cried out with no reply into the silence of the night to the child that i don’t recognize when i met you you could look in my eyes and see a love light burning there we used to walk up in the hills at dawn to see the world coming up for air you could’ve told me it would never end, nothing could ever come between such two good friends make me another promise if you dare just look at us now – just look at us now
2.
nothing is real you’re fooling yourself nothing is real i’m sick to my stomach there's got to be something else nothing is real your mother's a program you're losing your mind true love is binary beauty's a lie i don’t mind – i don't mind – i don't mind how could i? nothing is real open your heart all that you feel is coded imprisoned in pixels and algorithms nothing is real the wind isn’t blowing the sun doesn’t shine songs are just subroutines, value’s assigned i don’t mind – i don't mind – i don't mind how could i? – how could i? how could i mind?
3.
above the plains of omaha i think of all the suffering i saw the soaking of the pavement sprawled upon a land without a law everything i loved, everything i found or, i hoped for frightened, i’m surrounded, who else is there to turn to anymore? oh, i held out my arms – oh, i held out my arms – held out my arms there was a time i spoke the truth but my younger years were wasted on my youth somewhere i awakened with a crack to a pounding on the roof sure, i heard the sound as evidence, or better yet, as proof i was as naked as the day that i was born beneath the fullness of the moon oh, i held out my arms – oh, i held out my arms – held out my arms far away i hear singing far away, a song the blinding light of morning came flooding through the window like a friend like a wild revelation – like a shining invitation to attend spoken as a prayer – unbroken by despair – i make amends the love inside our hearts is the only kind of savior we’ve been sent oh, i held out my arms – oh, i held out my arms – held out my arms
4.
ell asleep with the tv on finally feelin’ like i belong woke up to a funeral song called you up to say hello left a message for you at home packed my dishes in styrofoam everything i knew was gone it’s raining in ohio the streets are slick shows what i know i hear their cries through my window they’re mourning again in america mourning again in america tied my shoes when i woke up drew my curtains just enough thought about the ones i love tucked my chin into my coat shrugged my shoulders, cleared my throat walked the banks of the ohio felt a chill to the bone
5.
you break my heart into so many pieces you break my heart like nobody does you break my heart in all the right places then again, you break it some more you break my heart as if you meant to now i know there’s no way you’d know how you’d break my heart, then take my heart, then break my heart for good
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Blindness 04:14
last night in a dream i had traveled back in time our feet were in the water and you put your hand in mine i was blinded by the sunrise but i could not look away you were in there somewhere i could not get you to stay this is where i live in the spaces in between the harsh light of the morning and the magic of the dream in one of them i’m dying in one i never do in one of them you’re breathing so i know you’re there, too finally, i woke up in the darkness of the night the shadow of the rain falling in the lone streetlight i thought i heard a whisper reaching from the past an echo, a reminder that nothing ever lasts
7.
oh, just one more for the road oh, just one more for the road this world can be so cold before i let you go just one more for the road oh, i seen it comin' slow oh, i seen it comin' slow the whistle blowing low our wishes push and pull just one more for the road oh, the moon is barely full oh, the moon is barely full be still my heart and soul our long lost rock & roll just one more for the road oh, just one more for the road oh, just one more for the road this world can be so cold before i let you go just one more for the road
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Big Time 05:39
i’ve lowered my glass to the table, i’ve fashioned this smile from a dream the stars overhead bear their meaning with the weight of the sky, or so it seems speak to the voices imagined in stories you sing from afar the tiniest voices resound from the murmur, the trace, and the scars sometimes the thread comes bear sometimes i look for me to find you there this’ll be the last time–i’m gonna walk the straight line this’ll be the last time–gonna be my last crime this’ll be the last time–this’ll be the last time but we’re gonna have a big time, we’re gonna have a big time cast out this bad land with witness like smoke from a railroad in plume stone crumbled soft ‘neath the bedside in colors the earth left to ruin speak with a trace owed to tempests of grace so unkind, i don’t dare your mind shows the power, the proof, that judgement’s a spectre, a prayer the weight of your mind holds to capture closing your eyes holds the key imagine a world that’s living imagine an air you can breathe so i raise up my glass to the sky now i’ve lowered the lights to a purr i weep at the sight of your virtue to ward off the demons for sure
9.
i lose sleep at night like a young man who’s in the fight of his young life i have never known the way the wind would blow if everything were fine i’m scared that when i die i’ll be alone with no one sitting by my side no, i do not think that i could be alone when i die lay me down in the ground put me back into the earth among all of my friends under a blanket of roses, a sea of flowers overhead a field outside of nashville pitches color to the dreariness of day so the air hangs soft and tender blowing around my thoughts whichever way where hills they rise for miles and miles, i recognize the cryin’ in the wind i hear people come from everywhere to say goodbye sweet-like to their kin lay me down in the ground put me back into the earth among all of my friends under a blanket of roses, a sea of flowers overhead that is right i don’t believe any more than sky’s above it’s just me and those i’ve loved under a blanket of roses a sea of flowers overhead when i die
10.
i belong to places in between i’ve been wrong many times before chosen sides in an unwinnable war so badly i needed something to fight for i’ve been open, i’ve been gone i’ve been hoping for so long go on and take all you can from me hoping no one notices when i take my leave i am blind in the unforgiving face of what i find and what has been erased paralyzed and held at bay so badly i needed something i could change
11.
i’ve been loving you the way i wanted to the way i thought that you wanted my love i’ve been loving you all along but the light has come to me i see, i’ve been loving you all wrong try to believe i love you in the night how i cry, i cry, of you i’ve been loving you all wrong i cry, i cry, i cry, i cry
12.
I have the weight of the world on my chest. Well, sometimes it feels that way. For real, when my mind's at its best I still feel afraid. Light turns to dark and my tears turn to ice as I turn to my lover–and thinking I'm right–I tell only the truth, every last little thing that I knew. All the things that I did and all the things that I didn't do... *** From the start I moved heaven and earth just to take you to dinner and, boy, was that worth all the years that would follow us around and around and around. In all of that spinning I know now how I didn't know what I needed to know. I bury my feelings down deep where my heart never goes. All the things that I did and all the things that I didn't know... So what began as a fairy tale, we know, became very real: scary and, at times, too much. But we'd held it together then we'd double down on our luck. For all of the times I counted the lines in your hair as you slept by my side, I'm sure that you cried, and you cried, and you cried. So did I. All the things that I did and all the things that I didn't try… Off in the distance I see you once more. We laugh at the stories we cried to before. I'll tell you where I've been. You'll tell me how you've been. We’ll laugh, we’ll laugh again. The story will go… The story of how the end came to be. How you became you. How I became me. How we became lovers. How we became friends. Sisters and brothers. Beginning to end… *** It's four in the morning, I'm telling this story about what you taught me of love. They hear what I'm saying but no way they know what I know. I know I'll take you with me everywhere I take my body and soul. I'll take others too but not one any more than you. All the things that I did and all the things that I didn't do... All the things that I did and all the things that I didn't do...

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released June 29, 2018

The Milk Carton Kids are Kenneth Pattengale & Joey Ryan
Kenneth Pattengale plays a 1954 Martin 0-15
Joey Ryan plays a 1951 Gibson J45

Photography by Megan Baker
Package Design by D.R. Caulwell

Assistant Engineer - Dustin Richardson
Studio Assistant - Michelle Freetly
Music Transcription - Tyler Combs

ALL THE THINGS THAT I DID and ALL THE THINGS THAT I DIDN’T DO
was recorded between October 15, 2017 and October 26, 2017 in The Sun Room at House of Blues Studios in Nashville, Tennessee.

Management - Nick Bobetsky
Red Light Management
Booking - US -
Jonathan Levine & Keith Levy
Paradigm
Booking - Europe -
Paul Boswell
Free Trade Agency
Press - Ken Weinstein
Big Hassle
Legal - Elliot Groffman & Gillian Bar
Carroll, Guido & Groffman, LLP.

All songs words & music by The Milk Carton Kids ©2017 BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP) / Dr Caulwell and Co (ASCAP) / Joey Ryan Music Publishing (ASCAP), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

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“Big Time” words & music by Kenneth Pattengale ©2009 BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP) / Dr Caulwell and Co (ASCAP), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

“Mourning in America” words by The Milk Carton Kids & music by The Milk Carton Kids and Bhi Ramesvara Bhiman ©2017 BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP) / Dr Caulwell and Co (ASCAP) / Joey Ryan Music Publishing (ASCAP), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC / Stringhopper Music Publishing (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.

“One More for the Road” words & music by The Milk Carton Kids, Mark Stepro and Garrison Starr ©2017 BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP) / Dr Caulwell and Co (ASCAP) / Joey Ryan Music Publishing (ASCAP), Mark Stepro (BMI), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC / Radtown Music (ASCAP), administered by One Less Traveled Music (ASCAP). Used by permission. All rights reserved.

Produced by Joe Henry
Engineered by Ryan Freeland
Mixed by Kenneth Pattengale
Mastered by Kim Rosen

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