Mirror Lane

by Alek Rein

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released September 30, 2016

Alexandre Rendeiro (voice and guitars)
Guilherme Canhão (bass)
Luís Barros (drums)

Recorded by Filipe Sambado at Interpress, Lisbon
Mixed by Eduardo Vinhas at Golden Pony Studios, Lisbon
Mastered by Steven Berson at Total Sonic Media, NYC
Executive Production by Sérgio Hydalgo and Marcos Silva
Artwork by Ana Baliza and Alexandre Rendeiro
Released by Galeria Zé dos Bois, Lisbon, 2016

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Alek Rein Lisboa, Portugal

Alek Rein is a character created by Oriano (Alexandre Rendeiro), according to the concept of heteronym coined by the Portuguese poet Fernando Pessoa. Oriano interprets Alek Rein's songs, lending his voice and guitar arrangements.

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Track Name: River of Doom
I sprinkled salt around my house
Nailed horseshoe to the frontdoor
Abracadabras through the night
Dandelion tea with liquor
Dressed all of my mirrors in velvet
Put all your photos face down
Books by experts on fengshui
Bought them on a store downtown

Still you got in
Silent like a snake would
Crawling between
What I had misunderstood
As being lust-lust-lust...

No one know what to tell me
No one has an evil eye
Exorcists they come and go
Leave their undergarments behind

Still you got in
Silent like a snake would
Crawling between
What I had misunderstood
As being lust-lust-lust...

I wake up everyday
On a bed floating down
The river of doom

Still you got in
Silent like a snake would
Crawling between
What I had misunderstood
As being lust-lust-lust...
Track Name: Spirit of Man
In the smoke of the factories one sees
The Spirit of Man caged in a tin can
And the old rubber tires they swing to and fro
Wastelands are better over TV shows
All the people that I knew, they all withdrew
Into stances which don't compromise
I see a funnel right under my feet
And the elite slides first into the prize

I've been lost since I first looked at a map
I've been lost since I first looked at a map

The dogs keep managing the parking lot and I've got
The Spirit of Man caged in a tin can
The matches pile next to the bank, another rank
of peacocks grown just to be overthrown

I've been lost since I first looked at a map
I've been lost since I first looked at a map

Radio-waves are giving me chills
No love letters, I'm cluttered with bills
Some say it's the stress, some say it's the times
But the lower you get, the higher they climb
Ahead of you
Ahead of you
Ahead of you!

The Spirit of Man caged in a tin can
The Spirit of Man caged in a tin can
The Spirit of Man caged in a tin can
The Spirit of Man caged in a tin can
Track Name: Mirror Lane
Burn out the sun and live longer than you're supposed to
Leave some space for exceptions in your case like we do
Dust on the mirror ain't no change for turnstyle
Until you get a hang of it, it might take you a while

It takes a couple of mistakes to make it right
I would help you if I could but you're already too bright
Dust on the mirror ain't no change for turnstyle
Until you get a hang of it, it might take you a while

Mirror, Mirror Lane
Something I can't explain
Woooooo!

Burn out the sun and live longer than you're supposed to
Leave some space for exceptions in your case like we do
Dust on the mirror ain't no change for turnstyle
Until you get a hang of it, it might take you a while

Dust on the mirror ain't no change for turnstyle
Until you get a hang of it, it might take you a while

Mirror, Mirror Lane
Something I can't explain
Woooooo!
Track Name: Outrage
This mortal shock stretches on top
Of a fascinated twin
While the sober one stares at the gun
As she grins
Oh this accident of love and consent
Keeps me up in the night
And the following day it all turns someway
Into get up fright

It's an outrage
It's an outrage

I've seen many things but nothing swings
Like the Nolan Chart
People pushed around some get face down
On their hearts
Oh this accident of misgovernment
Keeps me up in the night
And the following day it all turns someway
Into get up fright

It's an outrage
It's an outrage

Ask me now,
"Would you leave town today?"
Can't you see?
My feet are on their way
We won't take anymore of this abuse
We picked the fruit now give us our due juice

It's an outrage
It's an outrage

It's an outrage
It's an outrage
Track Name: Pack of Wolves
In our pack of wolves there's no single leader
Not a single bitch has to be a good breeder
And every single night is a killing spree
Freedom without risk what good could that be
In our pack of wolves we don't carry the shame
We know each others' bodies better than our names
We don't have a clear goal worth spoiling the means
We left all those behind buried under our jeans/genes

Can you hear us howling
In the East we strive
Can you hear us calling
You're the ones who survive
While few
Do the real living!

In our pack of wolves there's plenty of time
We cracked the hourglass and the rhyme was surpassed
In our pack of wolves we don't carry the shame
We know each others' bodies better than our names

Can you hear us howling
In the East we strive
Can you hear us calling
You're the ones who survive
While few
Do the real living!

The sand shifted twice
The clocks became dice
The shirts were unbuttoned
The souls were uncluttered
The kids were alright
Peasants became knights
The Queen was overthrown
And we were left alone
To get her together
To get her together
To get her together
To get her together

Can you hear us howling
In the East we strive
Can you hear us calling
You're the ones who survive
While few
Do the real living!
Track Name: Vermillion Bird of the South
From behind the hills of hay
Came the children looking for a place to play
Summer died of poison stings
Must've been the fireworks and other things
I knew that your falcon drew
The chariot of avarice through morning dew
While you curved your back to read
The serial numbers printed on the poppy seeds

And all the people look the same
When the fields are dancing to the march of flames
Oh Vermillion Bird of the South
Keep on charting kingdoms hidden in the clouds

In the clouds
In the clouds
In the clouds!

All riddles and mysteries
Have their answers tossed into the burning trees
Haven't you heard of the great news?
Science tells us that they're running out of clues

And all the people look the same
When the fields are dancing to the march of flames
Oh Vermillion Bird of the South
Keep on charting kingdoms hidden in the clouds

In the clouds
In the clouds
In the clouds!

Don't deny your intuition
Don't succumb to superstition
Please! Oh please
Tell her that you love her now
Tell her that tomorrow there'll be clouds
And rain
And that your kisses
Are all in vain
But that you'd do it all the same
Over and over again
That you'd do it all the same
Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again!
Track Name: Magic Fiddle
I was going out of town
To try my luck in the sunny South
In the train I met a man
He said "You better, better, better have a plan!"
"Why, why? Why should I care?
I've got a whistle and a beat and a snare!"
"My, my, your innocence hurts...
That song won't work with this kind of birds!
You better
Use your head if you want to get closer
Use your hands if you want to get dirty
Use your fist if you want to get bolder
Use your friends if you want to get older"

So I went down to the South
With a new lesson in my mouth

Something, something, something just new
Something that can put is through
All these pyramids and different layers
But without using the old prayers

"Why, why? Why should I care?
I've got a whistle and a beat and a snare!"
"My, my, your innocence hurts...
That song won't work with this kind of birds!
You better
Use your head if you want to get closer
Use your hands if you want to get dirty
Use your fist if you want to get bolder
Use your friends if you want to get older"

In the middle I got the riddle
I gotta use my magic fiddle
I gotta turn it into an arrow and bow
And maybe then I can defeat the law
Track Name: Tigerskin / Triple Divide Peak
I could get you things that you couldn't have
I could show you places inside your head
I could tell you stories you couldn't follow
I could get you food that you couldn't swallow

I could tell you things that would make you blush
I could make you question why all the rush
I could tell people about your true self
I could buy everything you got for sale

I want to get my pay
With a tiger skin over my shoulder
Please get some extra film for this one
I want to get my pay
With a tiger skin over my shoulder
Please get some extra film for this one

I could open the cage and set you free
If you could live well without having me
Dressing these dogma drenched costumes over and over
Everyone's trying to get us to sing lower and lower

I want to get my pay
With a tiger skin over my shoulder
Please get some extra film for this one
I want to get my pay
With a tiger skin over my shoulder
Please get some extra film for this one

...
I'm an outdoors person myself
Never liked books stacked up in shelves
Until Sinopa came and scratched at the door
With his muddy paws on the carpet floor

If you dare to seek
The wonders beyond the Triple Divide Peak
Just don't get lost in yourself
Specially in nobody else

...
I want to get my pay
With a tiger skin over my shoulder
Please get some extra film for this one
I want to get my pay
With a tiger skin over my shoulder
Please get some extra film for this one