The World Upside Down EP
Released: January 24, 2012 

Track Listing:

1. The Love Anthem
2. Dreams
3. Sophia
4. Ol’ Mama Music
5. Psalm 139

Album Credits:

Producer: Matthew Boyle
Assistant Producer: Isaac Wash
Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer: Matthew Boyle
Studio: Live Cultures Studios

Musicians:
Matthew Boyle - Keyboards, Programming, Backup Vocals
Thad Bunkiewicz - Drums, Percussion, Backup Vocals
James Minogue - Bass Guitars, Backup Vocals
Isaac Wash - Acoustic / Electric Guitars, Lead Vocals 

Thanks:

The band would like to give special thanks to the Boyle family for providing our makeshift recording studio space. The band would also like to thank artist Duffy Wash, Isaac’s mother, for the cover art. The band would also like to thank Graham Cochrane for providing valuable recording advice via his blog: TheRecordingRevolution.com

In general, the band would like to thank all of those who have supported us in our artistic endeavors: family, friends, and teachers. Most of all, we thank almighty God, the Giver of every good and perfect gift (including the gift of music).

Lyrics:

The Love Anthem
Words and music by Isaac Wash

Maybe I’m black
Or maybe I’m white
Or maybe I’m crossing borders in the night

Maybe I’m heavy
Or maybe I’m thin
Or maybe I feel like a stranger in my skin

But here in Your love we have found a hiding place
Here in Your love we’ve found a steady line
From the wounds in Your hands to the fire in Your heart
Here in Your love!

Here in the dark
In the light of the moon
We feel we are waiting at the edge of doom

Lead in our hearts
And smoke in our eyes
Wondering, “Will we cross the great divide?”

Dreams
Words and music by Isaac Wash

A dream is born in the landscape of your mind
And like the sun it illuminates your life
A solar charge in the darkness of your heart
An open flame that drives away the dark
If it’s more than fantasy 
You’ll train your wings to fly

What do you want?
What do you crave?
What does your soul cry out to God for?
Try getting less
Concerned with bests
And you’ll find out that life is so much more

Vanity’s like shooting empty shells
And beauty’s big on the road that leads to hell
So chase your dreams with a head of human size
And never acquiesce to ego’s lies
‘Cause pride is idolatry
O Pride is its own prize

<Bridge>
I’m sending out a message
To all my fellow dreamers:
Don’t give up on your desires,
But give them all to Christ
For what the Giver giveth
He does not give in vain
And He blesses dreams of persons
Who glorify His name

Sophia
Words and music by Isaac Wash

Searching down every side street,
I sought her; I sought without ceasing.
I looked inside the bars and cafes, 
The parks and all the places ideas are exchanged.

She is unfading radiance.
She wears the sun on her garments.
She shows her face where no one would expect,
but she’s always gone before I can react.

Sophia, like the roaring of the waves,
Like the silence of a gentle breeze,
O swing low
From your heights
To me.

She is a dream in my waking;
She is awake in my dreaming.
Her chestnut hair falls past her shoulder blades,
And it flows in rhythm to her gentle sway.

As young as mid-morning and warm as the noontime,
She is beautiful in white, beautiful in white,
And ravishing in red.

Ol’ Mama Music
Words and music by Isaac Wash

Some say…
     it’s the turning of the heavenly spheres
     it’s the yearning in the struggle and the tears
     it’s the battle cry at the outset of a war
     it’s a flashback to a place you’ve been before
     it’s the rhythm and the rocking of the womb
     it’s the memory of a lullaby tune
     that we’re crazy ‘cause we’re dancing in the street
     that we’re lazy ‘cause we’re dragging our feet

This is a line we’ve heard before
Just as much mine as it is yours
Ol’ Mama Music wrote it a long, long time ago
When the world was young as a child

Ol’ Mama Music’s laughing with the children in the park
She’s teaching them a new song and each child has a part
They’re clapping out of rhythm, and they’re singing out of key
It’s a song about springtime in a three-note melody

And up above the treetops the church bells ring
And down on the corner the old blues man sings
The whistle of the train and the drone of parts in motion
The imperfect metronome of the clapping of the ocean

Psalm 139
Words adapted from Psalm 139, Revised Standard Version.
Music by Isaac Wash

O Lord, Thou hast known me,
When I sit and I rise.
Thou discernest my thoughts from afar-
All my ways in Thine eyes.

O, even before there’s a word on my tongue,
O, Thou readest my mind.
Thou dost beset me behind and in front.
It’s too high! This knowledge is too high to attain!

Where can I go? Where can I flee?
How can I hide from Thy presence?
Should I fly to heaven or the land of the dead,
Thou art there by my side.

Or if I take the wings of the morning
to the edge of the sea,
Or if light was as night, 
And only darkness covered me,
For You, dark is light and night is bright as the day.

For Thou didst form my inmost parts.
Thou didst knit me in the womb,
And I praise Thee, for Thou art
Fearful and wonderful.

For Thou knewest me right well
When I was a single cell
Smaller than the head of a pin.
O how great, O how precious are Thy thoughts, O God!