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A monograph is a work of writing upon a single subject, usually by a single author. It is often a scholarly essay or learned treatise, and may be released in the manner of a book or journal article. It is by definition a single document that forms a complete text in itself. An author may therefore declare her or his own work to be a monograph by intent, or a reader or critic might define a given text as a monograph for the purpose of analysis. Normally the term is used for a work intended to be a complete and detailed exposition of a substantial subject at a level more advanced than that of a textbook. However, the leading textbooks in a field are usually written as a large monograph, in that they put forward original ideas, draw on original material, and are agenda setting. Some textbooks are of such a quality that their individual chapters read as monographs. Such textbooks are considered to be classics within their field. Likewise, many monographs are less than agenda setting and some are of a weaker descriptive nature. Monographs form a component of the review of literature in science and engineering.
The Lonely Hearts are an Americana/rock band from Nashville, Tennessee.
The Lonely Hearts were formed in 2003 in Nashville, TN by brothers Will and Josiah Holland. They have released one full length album, Paper Tapes.
The Lonely Hearts started as a four piece while living in Nashville. The Holland brothers are the only remaining original members. They released Paper Tapes through Tooth & Nail on March 7, 2006, but are currently independent. Recently they have recorded demos with Ethan Luck for a new album at Rebel Waltz Recording Co. in Franklin and East Nashville, Tennessee. Prior to The Lonely Hearts, they were called Holland, and released an album called 'Photographs and Tidal Waves' on Tooth and Nail. Before that they were called Somerset.
When this road becomes too narrow for us both,
And the circle around us grows,
I keep my head above the water,
And turn my blood to stone...!
I am what I am,
Softened down and build to rust,
These machines we bury under clay,
Leave us rotting down, under ground,
And turn to dust!
Tie your hands around my neck,
And keep on holding 'till it bleeds,
The seed we just planted in our eyes,
Swept us both with our creed!
I am what I am,
Softened down and built to rust,
These machines we bury under clay,
Leave us rotting down, under ground,
And turn to dust!
The less we drain outselves,
The more we stain our hands,
And as I stir your surface,
My bones turn to sand.
The less we drain outselves,
The more we stain our hands,
And as I stir your surface,
My bones turn to sand.
I am what I am,
Softened down and built to rust,
These machines we bury under clay,
Leave us rotting down, under ground,