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Lights and Tunnels
04:18
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The sound is dark, it's whistling through you. This life is pale, it's burning your fuel through. But, there's a sign ahead, all rusted and grey. It says, “you can turn around if you ever lose your way”.
So, look at your feet all muddied and black. Turn your head and find your way back.
Your footprints are paved, with love and life... if wrong was before, you're headed to right...
It's twisting, you're turning
tunneling...
Lights... white lights, way too bright
Home.
You're home.
Let that fear aside, walk and ease your stress… flashes of memories and her in that dress.
Oh, how life was simpler when love was distant. But, you looked forward and she was never resistant.
The answers were simpler for those below. But, you were created high, created to grow.
Now, it's time to end forward perception. Time to look back, revert to inception
It's twisting, you're turning
tunneling...
Lights... white lights, way too bright
Home.
You're home.
The path leads you to where you've always been... you just need to accept it to begin...
again.
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Scars
05:07
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This here’s a story about life
Mary grew up close to her mom, her mom died
Mary turned to drugs when she was 16,
She had an addictive personality
with time, life turned darker and darker…
She met Dave when she was 18
He was using her for her body
She told him about their pregnancy…
Dave quickly left them absentee
with time, life turned harder and harder…
At night, she’d cry..
Wondering why…
life…was so hard.
A voice whispered.…
“Please heal her scars”…
Mary turned 19, she had her baby
It pushed a swift change in personality
Mary got a job working 7 to 5
She put in hours to buy them time
With time, life grew clearer and clearer…
At night, she’d cry…
Wondering why…
life…was so hard.
A voice whispered…
“Please heal her scars”.
By the time Mary turned 40,
She was happily married
To a man who believed in the word family
They gave their children everything…
With time, life grew easier and easier…
At night, she’d cry…
Wondering why…
Life was so hard…
For those who could not heal their scars.
At night, she lie…
Wondering why…
Life could be so hard…
Whispering… Whispering… Whispering…
“Please,.. please heal,… please heal… their scars, they’re scars.”
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3. |
No Horns, No Halo
04:14
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Arrive, open a tangled soul... but don't dissipate into a haze of reality
Ignite, seep into every sensation... Provide a picture of my life in duality
But, preacher’s child, don’t preach to me… I can see your flaws in your eyes
Dawn's fist is flying at my face so quickly… I'll awake to a goodbye… dreams demise
Flying over the damned below, have you been sent to free? I see no horns, yet no halo... just another human being....... just like me.
Lead, or pull me through…. Cause I’m captive in what I’ll allow
Is this false, a deviation? I want the comfort of an approval now
But, preacher’s child, don’t preach to me… cause I can see your flaws in your eyes
Fate's fist is flying at my face so quickly… I fear the guilt that comes with lies… I won't lie
Flying over the damned below, have you been sent to free? I see no horns, yet no halo... just another human being....... just like me.
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Suits n' Alcohol
04:07
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(He’s got to do it again)
Another 6:30 wake up call, another lost day in a tie
Can a morning shower wash him off if he is always dry?
Suit, suitcase, cubicle.
Wanted: A job that gives him a goal
Placing a classified ad for a life with a soul
Another commute in the car, another 50 miles to go
Time to himself is fleeting, time to get lost in the radio
Inching closer to the office, wages undertow
Suit, suitcase, cubicle
Wanted: A job that gives him a goal
Placing a classified ad for a life with a soul
Dreaming of Dreams, woken long ago
Dreaming of a life, left when he was young (left when he was young)
Can another happy hour quench a thirst that’s always dry?
Suit, suitcase, alcohol
(Just one more) (Just one more… drink)
Wasted: with another drink to go
Chasing his drinks with more alcohol
Dreaming of Dreams, woken long ago
Dreaming of a life, left when he was young (left he was young)
(Just one more drink) (Just one more…) (Just one more day) (Just one more)
Wasted: with another drink to go
Chasing the drinks with more alcohol
Closing the tab and heading home
Laying down as he resets the alarm
Dreaming of Dreams, woken long ago
Dreaming of life, left when he was young …left when he was young.
Drinking to life, numbed long ago…..So…
Here’s to you.
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5. |
A Key
03:42
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When I see oceans, I see you
When I see colors, I see through
When I would hide away, how you withdrew
Time to open up to you.
When I sing words, I’m set free
When write poems, you see me
When I can’t hide away, I provide a key
Time to unlock the rest of me
There’s still more below
Devotion is a long sea to row
Got to grow to know
When I see diamonds, I see you
When I see circles, I see through
When I would hide away, how you would too
Time to be fair to you
When I ride waves, I’m with you.
When I go to the place they take me to
I’m going to paddle with you, one hand at a time
Jump up and enjoy this, cause life’s a ride
This is our time.
This is our life.
This is our time.
When I sing words, I’m set free
When write poems, you see me
When I can’t hide away, I provide a key
Time to unlock the rest of me
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6. |
Pendulum Swing
03:40
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Businessman take a look in your pocket,…what will you find?
Strings are attached to your body,... are they attached to your mind?
Someone’s controlling you… up in the sky.
Public tentacle.. moving the entwined.
Can we ever turn back now? It’s grown so high we couldn’t get back down.
Can we ever turn around? Can all our money weigh them down? Weigh them down!
The pendulum, is stuck on left. The pendulum is broken, broken… broke.
Congressman do you have no power,… until you have everything?
Wisdom would slice red-tape,… strength would cut the string?
Drop our controls… from up in the sky.
Watch your bureaucracy… start to unwind.
Can we ever turn back now? It’s grown so high we couldn’t get back down.
Can we ever turn around? Can all our money weigh them down? Weigh them down!
The pendulum, is stuck on left. The pendulum is broken, broken… broke.
(We’re broke…)
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7. |
Your Views
03:54
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Don't tell me where to go, don't tell me what I know, I'll go where I want to
Don't tell me what I like, don't tell me your ‘wrong from right’, I'll do what I want to
Got so many choices I should make, there's so many roads I wish I could take
I'm just trying hard to get away, but you leave guilt trips in my way
I mean, come on, I'm a grown-up now
And, I'm still here wondering aloud
When you will say, “there's no doubt”
When I will know that I'm allowed
When I'll know you're proud
When I'll know I am allowed
When I'm not tied down... by your views
There's no room for me to grow, there's no view for me to know, if you keep on blocking my road
There's no life for me to live, there's a lot that I could give, please take back your view from me
Got so many choices I should make, there's so many roads I wish I could take
I'm just trying hard to get away, but you leave guilt trips in my way
I mean, come on, I'm a grown-up now
But, I'm still here wondering aloud
When you will say, “there's no doubt”
When I will know that I'm allowed
When I'll know you're proud
When I'll know I am allowed
When I'm not tied down... by your views
Your Views…
Your Views…
Your Views.
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8. |
New Sun
04:37
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I was like a satellite, my world revolved around a sun. It felt good to face the light. But, gravity swerved and soon there was none. An eclipse and the star died. It was breeding a blackhole. Angry it sucked in all the light. I was pushed in and swallowed whole…. Whole…
So dark, so empty, felt so alone but, I breathed in and pushed forward towards a new home.
The blackhole spun, lost all light, I couldn't see.
Was warped away, a new light, towards a new galaxy
Is it true? A new sun? Is it true? A real one?
--- the light is brighter now---
Now I can control my orbit, this sun doesn't lock my path. Now I have the freedom to choose it and I hope this light will last. It's funny that it's brighter here and I spin the same as before. Limiting controls constrains my fear, now I can just start over….. Over…
The blackhole spun, lost all light, I couldn't see.
Was warped away, a new light, towards another galaxy
Is it true? A new sun? Is it true? A real one?
--- the light is brighter now---
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9. |
The Expedition
02:55
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Where are you?
Seek and find... I'll seek and find it
Lost in a minute, I'll work to time it
Cause when you're lost... I'll seek to come there
It will all be better, with answers
I'll go
But, I don't know
What's the right way through to you... to you
Where are you?
Seek and find... I'll seek to find it
Trapped in dark vision, I'll try to blind it
Cause when you're hurt... I'll seek to help you
It will all be answered, in truth
I'll go
But, I don't know
What's the right way through to you... to you.. oh ho...
Where are you?
Cutting through this jungle
Plant by plant
I'm asking,... are you gonna take... take... my hand?
Seek and find... I, I found it, found it, found
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10. |
Summer's Talkin'
03:11
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Find a sunny spot, a warm place to lay down
Let your hands touch the hot, hot … sand, and let your eyes roam around
Watch as they all walk by …
Summer in their eyes, Sand on their skin
Stress gone… when sand’s on everything
Down by the ocean, take a walk, feet touching ocean tides
In and out, watch waves rise, rise, rise…
Summer in your eyes, Sand on your skin
Stress gone… when sand’s on everything
Feel it in water, see it in the sky…
Summer in your eyes, Sand on your skin
Stress gone… when sand’s on everything
Listening.. I’m listening…
The summer’s talkin’
The summer’s talkin’
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11. |
Enjoy the Silence
03:22
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Words like violence break the silence
Come crashing in into my little world
Painful to me, pierce right through me
Can't you understand, oh my little girl?
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Words are spoken to be broken
Feelings are intense, words are trivial
Pleasures remain, so does their pain
Words are meaningless and forgettable
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Enjoy the silence, enjoy the silence
Enjoy the silence
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Put one foot out, step the other in. Sit down and grab an oar, start paddling.
See years along the shore, as you row by. Asking, “where are we going? What is this life?”
Life….
And the waves, they’ll crash. They could always bring you down.
It’s inevitable, some day we drown. But, for now relax; if you can you kick your feet up as you row on by. And let go of the question, what’s on the other side..
of Life?
Oh Water, where are you taking me? It’s hard to look at death and not pray for belief. Oh let there be something; anything. Let there be something, to save me.
I am drifting.
I am drifting.
Aging just happens, grabs hold and doesn’t let go. Time is picking up speed; the waves are beginning to grow. Turn your head now. Look at how far you’ve come. Through all the rough water, you never gave up.
And although the waves are growing, you’ve gotten use to it. But, the paddling’s getting tougher; you’re losing your grip. You’re beginning to realize, you were never in control. You were just pushing against the current. And now the current is taking you home. Home.
Oh Water, where are you taking me? It’s hard to look at death and not pray for belief. Oh let there be something, anything. Let there be something to save me.
I am drifting
I am drifting
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