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Departure

by Emiliana

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Danny Lozano
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Danny Lozano This record is about soaring past illusions and regaining control of our reality by shedding unconscious impulses and tuning into the full power of awareness. Sin and even morality get swept aside when these songs zoom out on their journey from man to higher power because duality's constructs are limiting and need to be redefined. When we come to know the other side of all this, the world opens up and teaches us how to be. There's drugs and aliens in here too.
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1.
Good little robot, making us proud Show us what you’ve got but don’t be too loud Poor little peasant, don’t get too strong We’ve got a message—please keep playing along And if you want to leave, it must be of your own volition And if you want to see, you must free your own intuition Stout little soldier, line up in your row Toughen your shoulders and ON WITH THE SHOW Dumb little addict, stay in your haze Keep on at it, you’re getting us paid
2.
There is a lizard at the base of my skull Spitting raspberries, wolf-whistles, and catcalls “Her over there, my man. Let your mind wander.” Under the tree, pillars fall and the snake will conquer Trying to loosen Cycles, excuses Don’t fall The demons come calling whenever her body awakens the reptile Oh, he’s feeling so naughty Whispering, slithering My mind becomes a room with a bed Trust is dead My love is a tomb Getting to the root Reaching for the fruit Don’t fall HOW CAN I AWAKE WHEN MY HEAD ACHES? HOW CAN I AWAKE WITH THIS HEADACHE? The dinosaur in me rears its head with a roar But I’m not so sure that this is fun anymore In the moment, I appease evolution inside me I am no Socrates but is this who I choose to be? Grasping at beyond Still doing all this wrong Don’t fall I am but flesh and blood I am just floating dust There is still so far to go, based on my weak will and the current show that plays out everywhere I look; please, let me out of this goddamn book. There is still so much to learn. Heaven, I will someday return but for now I’m digging my place here between my eyebrows and Nahash’s leer. Give up Put the shovel down Get stuck Let the loops get loud Hold up Sit out on your fear Get fucked Let the darkness steer
3.
Doctor, doctor! Write me a script My life is a movie and you are in charge of it Dealer, dealer! Sell me a gram My life is a journey and your stuff is my lamp IS THIS A COMFORTABLE WAY TO DISMISS WHAT YOU CAN’T FACE? MUST YOU ESCAPE REALITY TO VIEW THE WORLD WITH GRACE? TURN DOWN THE DOSAGE, AT LEAST PLEASE COME AROUND TO YOUR BIRTHPLACE Escapism’s all I know Call me Houdini as I tiptoe past my demons I’m still screaming for the key I’m a seeker, set me free I’m a peeker and I see This ancient tree whose fruit will make me believe In my nakedness Opaque through the veil Medicate my own tale For the sake of this life I take so for granted So for granted I’m growing into what was planted From your pen flows my zen Why must I chase this medication? From your drawer comes some more Why must I keep dragging my feet on the floor? THIS IS WHERE I’M AT! ALWAYS FALLING FLAT!
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FADE 02:22
The Ballad of Chris and John
5.
This is the part of the story where I become a puddle on the floor. No more, no more must I wear this suit of meat around my bones like concrete smothering grass that could’ve grown. I go deeper than my skin and I reach further than my thoughts so when life does me in and boils me down to my building blocks, I will breathe the moon into my lungs and let my heart merge with the sun; I will melt into the dirt from which I sprung with a smile. Meanwhile, my entire experience flashes by in single file like a wedding procession down the aisle. Those here to be wed? Me living and me dead. First kid out, I was loud Spouting off, I was proud Sharing my parents shroud They encouraged, not allowed What may have started as a good thing only got me into trouble Anxiety and extra weight crept in to make a bubble That kept me out of touch with the whole I needed so much YOUR GOD SEEMS COVERED IN LAYERS SON, IT SEEMS YOU FORGOT TO SAY YOUR PRAYERS The illusion of progress tastes like the finest wine The problem is you can’t tell the best from the cheap, you swine Find, find the bottom line or drown in the inevitable decline Because you refuse to recognize the clues that hang in midair While you look through with the blankest stare I have ever seen Somebody please light the kerosene Burn down this movie screen Where my life plays out only as a dream That’s all it was the whole time But I was wired to the dialogue of my mind And I could not yet cut the tether that held this entire illusion all together Then knock, knock! My heart came calling It said: stop, stop your mindless falling! The rabbithole goes deeper than you know I will carry you, oh sleeper On the ebb and flow From here on out, you are saved No more doubts about beyond the grave Be here now Love is all around HOW WILL YOU PASS? WHERE WILL YOU GO? DEATH WEARS NO MASK YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW
6.
Groovy Town 05:50
Come on down all changed Pour it out in new ways Come on back with a different head Practice what you preach, they said Don’t be alarmed We come in peace We mean no harm We just want to teach you how to reach: FOR THE STARS—FUCK MARS FOR THE VOID—FUCK NOISE FOR YOUR PEACE—FUCK THE POLICE FOR EVERYTHING YOU DREAM—THIS AND THAT ARE EXACTLY THE SAME THING Get your body right; the garbage you eat dampens your light Let your mind follow; the garbage you watch lessens what you know Launch off from the ground and we will keep you spellbound Fly off from the coop and we will show you how to: DROP OUT! LIVE FAR OUT! Life isn’t a highway, it’s a runway. And I’m attaching wings to my wheels. I’m a son of Zeus with wings on my heels and I’m determined to take flight. Not only through this shaman’s pipe, I want to stay up like a satellite. But I know it takes hard work. This smoky orb just lets me flirt with the other side for fifteen minutes at a time. And if I can’t live there yet then I’ll just find the line. It’s fine, just fine. My gods, I will ride the line. My gods are many They were aliens already So while I was out in inner space I hunted them down to see their face Our conversation was so grand Afterwards I could barely stand But I found peace in my shakey knees Trust in you is what I’ll do, is why I’ll fly I know you don’t matter; trust is why I’ll reach the sky My molehills will stay molehills Mountains are just to climb No man is just an island The world is our design! Don’t take me too seriously Or I will mysteriously disappear I don’t do fear I don’t do anger I don’t do hate I don’t do worry I just hallucinate I WILL REACH FOR THE STARS I WILL VACATION THE VOID I WILL REACH FOR MY PEACE AND TUNE OUT ALL THE NOISE
7.
God's Garden 07:00
What am I looking at? This doesn’t make any sense Rationale will fall so flat when you’re peeking through God’s fence. So I will clear my mind And I will cross this sacred line I’M SPIRIT, SO ARE YOU LISTEN, LISTEN FOR WHAT’S REALLY TRUE I’M MORE THAN THIS TRY I KNOW, I KNOW WE WERE MEANT TO FLY I’M GOD, YOU’RE GOD TOO BE HERE, BE HERE; LOVE LIKE I LOVE YOU I’M MORE THAN THESE BONES I KNOW, I KNOW WE ARE HEADED HOME The air is heavier here—colors hum and I know no fear Sounds intertwine and pierce my eyes—my fuzzy mind and I know no lies My ears let me taste perfection—my tears fall in a new direction God, your backyard is something else! I’ve found you and I’ve lost myself I run in circles where veins purple and knuckles clench at God’s mere mention like, fuck a knife I can cut this tension with my life. I will if you want. Please, put me to the test. You can kill me, I’ve got insurance with the best. Don’t you dare jump to conclusions about my prayers or delusions while you sit firmly entrenched your own. See, I didn’t give in and decide to live in a bubble of technicality that troubled my personality just because some guys before me said it was the right one. I respect and honor the billions of years of ordered anarchy that wired my monkey brain to the same grid as the light in my heart and I will say thank you by bending these ribs apart to help fight the dark that swirls around us. Look! Messages get muddled when they’re smuggled through a smog of human ignorance, a fog of human dissonance, so I decided to go straight to the source and let the words of wise men run their course on me and me alone. Not to be misconstrued like playing telephone. I know that trust is the name of the game so I let those wise words settle like dust in the rain. See, I channeled my Mark Twain and I made God in my image. I trust myself enough to know that all the ancients pointed towards the same flow that pulls us slow and steady through this waking reality. I’m aware now, here. In God’s back garden. Because I found fear under my soul’s hardened exterior and I tossed it out. Deciding that, if we all have our own demons… why can’t we customize our angels too? Why must we follow through with every outdated line from the faded pages of an archeological find? Paint your life with God’s brush but please, use your own touch. PAINT YOUR LIFE WITH GOD’S BRUSH BUT PLEASE USE YOUR OWN TOUCH USE YOUR OWN TOUCH
8.
I’m done with this reality Boring technicalities Your proverbial box stands like Fort Knox And I’m over it So over it I’m over all of this Crack open the door Let in just a little more Of that childish curiosity Natural luminosity Than can show through your window Please just pass through the glass JUST BREAKTHROUGH I PROMISE YOU THE OTHER SIDE IS THE WILDEST RIDE JUST BREATHE IN GO WITHIN THE OTHER SIDE WILL APPEAR BEFORE YOUR EYES Let’s cut the metaphors Open up some sober doors Let’s defeat all the deceit Honesty, good or evil Makes us free and won’t conceal Our true selves Jump off the shelf How deep will you delve? The surface is boring me Our purpose is to be free Leveling up Filled with good luck Never in a rut when you’re permanently awestruck At the magic around Miracles are found inside your heart If you just look around Only to observe Fuck what you’ve learned from people with biases to burn Make sure that only your conclusions make up what you’re knowing You’ll reap what you’re sowing So baby, get growing!

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released June 12, 2017

We could not have done this album without the help of these awesome people:

Tim Walker, who helped record and produce the album
Moe Lerma, who is our objectified meat sack
Alicia (instagram: @uncleprincess), who provided us with the awesome album art
All of the band member's significant others, including pets
Anyone and everyone else who has helped us with this and life in general

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Emiliana Houston, Texas

We're a 4 piece indie/rock band from Houston, Texas.

Vocals: Danny Lozano
Guitar: Peter Flores
Drums: John McKirahan
Bass: Chris Walzel

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