Signs of Violence

by Mark Lenover

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❤Jessie Jayne ❤
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❤Jessie Jayne ❤ I love the album, but the lyrics to Shame are truthfully sad and I often feel like that, I know that your enlightened more so now thAt I have read these lyrics. true artists are messengers of light, they probably are not aware but I believe it is true because I have seen it time and again.
I think that lyrics are extremely important and overlooked usually. in my experience..... lyrics to true Artists songs really helped me in so many ways know I wasn't alone even if I was lonely, that there are other people who saw the same things that I did .
if a song can move you to tears then it's art it's it can't then it's just a song. I guess I'm the point I'm trying to make is these lyrics make you think it makes anyone who actually listens think and that's very important and I hope a lot of people actually stop and listen because its a lesson to be learned they're words everybody should hear and you're good at writing them thanks again... :-)
Jessie Jayne Favorite track: Shame.
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Signs of Violence was conceived as a brief, yet sweeping condemnation of our ubiquitous and carefully cultivated culture of distraction and desire. The album contends that popular culture consists of a complex celebration of self-indulgence and fabricated appetites, ingeniously constructed around the sexual and psychological needs of its audience. The album also functions as a criticism of an increasingly common unwillingness to seriously consider the social, political and interpersonal consequences of maintaining the status quo. Musically the album fuses elements of folk, synth-pop, rock and electronica and was influenced by such artists as David Bowie, The Flaming Lips, Daniel Johnston, The Mountain Goats and Joy Division.

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released November 5, 2013

All songs written, performed and recorded by Mark Lenover
Mastered by David Disher
Cover Design by Mark Lenover

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Mark Lenover Hamilton, Ontario

Through a distinctive fusion of folk, rock, theatre and electronica, Mark Lenover critically examines pop culture’s ubiquitous influence, its moral philosophy and the potentially devastating effects of drug abuse and mental illness. His recent work frequently challenges an increasingly pervasive culture of celebrity, self-indulgence, distraction and desire.
Mark currently lives in Chatham, ON.
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Track Name: Our Naked Eyes
Everybody crowd around and look
upon Pandora’s sad mistake
It permeates the ground it shook,
Still it resonates
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me

We have come to raise a hidden hell
to make you face age-old mistakes
to strip the dung-hill of its wealth
to make our proud hearts ache
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me

Can a senseless suffering make us
somehow better than we were?
Some are ash, though most of us are dust,
thick upon old furniture
I’ll embrace the nettle’s silent grief
You’ll always know it by its sting
Desperate and unlovable it speaks
out through the pain it brings
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me

Your fortifications are made
of polished smiles and foreign bones
Without them we’d disintegrate
into our home, sweet home
Until the gleaming mirrors break
Until we’re stripped of our disguise
Until the black smoke dissipates
before our naked eyes
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me
Track Name: The Mess We Make
If I die out here, do me a favour:
Show my folks and friends
where the shadows end
Apologize, for my misbehaviour
for the stylish hell
that I wore so well
For the mess I made
For the mess I made
For the mess I made of things

If I die behind, some glittering fiction
tear the curtains down
air the shambles out
And promise me, to pray with conviction
for the neglected horde
beyond the idol’s horns
About the mess we made
The mess we made
The mess we made of things
Track Name: The Main Event
I live in the margins
In the jargin
that you were, determined to pass off as divine
I’m in that silent
cloud of violence
which occurs, off in the corners of your eyes

Musicisaweapondespairisakiller

I’m the unvarnished
foreign carnage
that you were, hoping would kindly disappear
I’m the remotest
alien protest
that you were, determined would fall upon deaf ears

Pain is the main event
Pain is the wall that you’re up against
What’s been lost can yet be found
if you take a stand, and stand your ground
Pain is the main event
Pain is the child of your decadence
Don’t just blink and turn away
when it demands to be embraced

Musicisaweapondespairisakiller
Track Name: Shame
Empathy
is such a mystery
to those who know no pain
nor loss of liberty
Soothing electric light
keeps us awake at night
These flickering images
conceal a burning shame

High-flown parasites,
preening all day and night
tout their extravagant
yet tasteful appetites
And then they starve the ghosts
that trouble them the most
In the black mire beyond
there lurks a burning shame

If all were revealed you would lose your mind
I’d like to introduce you to some friends of mine:
Distraction, escapism and death
I’ll defend them to my very last breath

(Lay your body down)
Track Name: Poison
Hungry and helpless
he waits for his breakfast
his fork and his knife in his hand
His tender sense of romance is dead, Juliet
Now drink this off and get back in bed

Your indifference haunts him
He needs you to want him
He needs you to cover his shame
again and again
His tender sense of romance is dead, Juliet
Now drink this off and get back in bed
Track Name: Suffer
You only love me when you’re down
You only want me when there’s no one else
You only touch me when you’re cold
You only want me when you’re on your own
I get the picture baby,
It looks like hell
You only call me when you need my help
I get the picture baby,
What’s left to tell?
You only want me when there’s no one else

Well, I can’t dance like you do
I can’t dance like you do

I get what’s left after your real love fades
I get the scraps until your bed gets made
I get that glazed look in your eyes
A silent shudder and a kiss goodnight
Track Name: Lonely (Part II)
Bow your weary head
and pray for faith instead of mere deliverance
Bow your aching head
Pray and lead as you are led
You’re not always going to be
so lonely
You’re not always going to be
so lonely

Bow your weary head
and count your burden as a holy privilege
Bow your aching head
Pray and feed as you are fed
You’re not always going to be
so lonely
You’re not always going to be
so lonely