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Stay
03:33
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She couldn’t make
The turn she tried to take.
So many lessons yet to be learned
I saw the pile-up, watched as it burned.
Mom never returned.
“Eight years old is far too young
to take a mother from her son.”
My father said as he tried
to dry our eyes.
“Just wait until the end,
You will see her again.”
This world would be okay
If she’d come back to stay.
Twelve years drag by,
She still fills my mind.
I can’t help but think that there must be a way,
To find some closure and take away pain.
While I’m still sane.
“This world is a cruel dark place,
As much as you, I miss her face”
“Dad, you can’t stop this plan I’ve weaved
For me to leave.”
“Just wait until the end,
You will see her again.”
But I can’t wait that long.
Why should I live on?
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2. |
Get Away
03:35
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Everyone won’t stop talking
Thinking they know everything
Monotonous, no I don’t want to listen
Voices so persistent they must be on a mission, I’m saying:
How many more can I take?
Before I finally snap,
And oh, I’ve got to get away.
And maybe just relax...
Yesterday is a day too late,
Life is just a savage race.
And now it’s every man for himself
Let’s lose the city and take the continental shelf,
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3. |
Dream
06:24
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The time before the fall;
I can’t seem to recall.
But the shape the shadow cast
Made it look like you came back
With all the thoughts I’ve had of you,
How can I tell if they are true?
13 years since you’ve passed on
How will I know you’re really gone?
Through the foggy glass
I see someone like you pass
I think I feel awake,
perhaps this memory is fake.
I see you standing near
As I tremble in fear
Without body heat,
our hands try to meet...
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4. |
Murphy's World
04:40
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These days are so strange like a map, where nothing’s at
These days there are stains that we’ve left within our nest
And you know that it makes me sick.
These days it’s all the same, it’s a place for first race
These days we just stay in a hole we probably stole
Why don’t you come out, open those eyes
Morals just quarrels from one to the next
Following blindly as we read between the text
It’s like a swirling hurling roller coaster we can’t escape
We are the beast beneath our feet I fear that it’s too late.
These days are so deranged like a noose with no use
These days we try to gain from the hate that’s on our plates
You just keep shoveling it in.
These days we’re to blame for the shit we’re in again and again and again...
These days it’s insane, like this tomb with no room.
But those people line up outside
Morals just quarrels from one to the next
Following blindly as we read between the text
It’s like a swirling hurling roller coaster we can’t escape
We are the beast beneath our feet I fear that it’s too late.
It’s a swirling, hurling roller coaster, going up and down
A circus in reverse, yeah we entertain the clowns.
The lion dying as we’re multiplying all around
This is hell on earth, turn that smile upside down.
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5. |
The Room
03:40
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Waking up in this place
Attempted to erase
Confused, but I should know
Where we were hours ago.
It's like I’m trapped inside
This room within my mind.
I wanna be by your side
But you left me behind.
Two new wounds on my back
Results from an attack.
Deception likes to hide,
To tear apart, in those we confide.
It's like I’m trapped inside
This room within my mind.
I wanna be by your side
But you left me behind.
It's like I’m trapped inside
This room within my mind.
I wanna be by your side
But you left me behind.
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6. |
Stranger
04:23
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Hello, my friend. It’s been awhile.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t worry, smile.
Come take my hand, no need to be sad.
We’re going away. Sorry, you can’t stay
You’ve had your fun, now it’s time to be done.
Your day has come.
You’ve made your run, I hope it’s been a good one,
because it’s time to go.
Hello again, you’ve lost that smile.
Your skin so pale, cold, and defiled.
You’ve nothing left. No pulse, no breath.
You would not play, so I had my way.
I’m the one who haunts you.
I’m who’s in your dreams.
I’m the one who taunts you.
I will make you scream.
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7. |
Moment of Disarray
05:20
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As the lights parade
the bridge begins to fade,
promises unmade.
Glass spindrift from waves.
A memory erased
A conscious thought misplaced.
The doors slid away, with nothing I could say
these moments of disarray.
Can’t shake these thoughts inside, no matter how I’ve tried.
There’s nowhere to hide.
Drink until you drown
Just swaying to the sound
of water all around.
Sinking all alone
Trying to make it home
Can’t find it on my own.
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8. |
Reflections
01:42
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bummmmm bumm bumm bum bummmmm
bummmmm bumm bumm bum bum bumm
x100
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9. |
Setting Sun
02:46
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All my life I have been searching for a dream
Lately though, it seems to pass me by
And all the things I ever wanted it to be
are never what I need, and I can’t comply
Well, I don’t want to see another setting sun,
Until a rising one takes its place.
Summer evenings in a frozen northern park,
Waiting in the dark for something new.
And maybe all the things abandoned early on
Weren’t really all that wrong as we’d assumed.
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10. |
Structure of Me
04:11
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Well I’ve made a decision,
And I ain’t ever going back
I carved our religion
but now I’m back on track
And I’ve seen a million miles of road, and now I return
To fulfill my promise of stories unheard, I’ve heard...
The structure of me
is under my skin
And the balance within has
Overturned on a whim
And though I feel unstable, it’s for the best
I’ve left it all behind me to seek out the rest, the rest of it.
So strong on the surface, but in it is weak
I’ve torn down the walls of the structure of me.
The structure of-
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11. |
K.I.A.
04:25
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An old black couch
covered in lint,
but on it we connect.
Our hands held tight
What a sight
That I will not forget, so
For you, this song and my heart will always be.
Here it is:
There’s no time your pretty face leaves my worried mind.
Inside I’m hollow without you.
And maybe I’m not perfect but I swear that I will try.
You know that I’m nothing without you.
I know we’re young
But I can see
Us old together.
Our wrinkled skin.
Weak and thin.
But our love will not weather
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12. |
Zebras
04:02
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Ms. Loretta has some socks to knit
For her socialistic elephant
They get along just fine, but they don’t speak of politics.
She’s got Hubert Dory on the line,
She always says, “Oh, some day he’ll be mine!”
But she pretends to be disinterested in the meantime.
She talks of love, love, love.
But her head is high above
Above the clouds.
Amongst the pipers at the gates of dawn,
She recalls she left the wood stove on.
Her legs are weak, but they’re not that far from strong.
And in the shadows Mr. Dory lies.
Hoping to catch his lost lover’s eyes.
But she’s the type that would rather break than cry.
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Pastel Motel Yakima, Washington
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