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D Minor Threat
05:09
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Apprehension, a tool i'll use to tease
Building tension, on multiple senses I'll seed
A catch & release with a snag by a snare, kick some sound through the air just to please
My intention, is to entertain
With inflection, coupled with physical strain
With hopes I’ll convey, in an effort to excuse ourselves as we get carried away
Liberation, a feat so few will reach
Toe the fine line, ‘cause ya don't need a parish to preach
A signal received, no choice but to comply when my feeds amplified I am freed
In summation, my present company
Plays a huge part in, symbiosis of sound born of rerouted energies
From filtered display, my transmission relayed
Act on an impulse
Clearly a conduit
Glaringly simple
I'm merely a medium
Postulate as I radiate
Acclimate as our counterweight
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2. |
Stay Close Stay Quiet
05:27
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I’ll start rotting soon
As being mortal can spoil the man
I’ve left all my loose ends
Tied them off with tired hands
Having seen such suffering
Nothing left to love or lose
Boys you better make arrangements
Raising flags won’t help contain this
Represent
Just rely on luck
Don’t look up
In these northwoods nights even the eyes corrupt
Wave after to wave of brothers wave goodbye
Dressed up to fight
With a sturdy frame dragging a simple mind
Outpour of pride
Stem cell this tide
Carbon Clones
Stem from a dull design
Dirty Drones
Off an assembly line
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3. |
Safe To Surface
05:32
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Sound and sentiment
Dance under my breath
Save it hoping the wheels may maintain their spin
Say it hoping the wheels will maintain their spin
Steady now
Play it out
Voice don’t fail me now
Now that the heart has come around
Spoken the weight getting lost in the words you hear
Listen so the intention is crystal clear
Steady now
Play it out
Started slow
Cause I know the way down
Want you close
But at arms length I’m found
Id & ego
Deftly confound
Making fragments of intended sound
I can’t come clean
safe & sound hiding in melody
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4. |
So Brief
04:27
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I'm falling backwards
I can see their eyes staring below
I watch someone whisper "oh no"
But they don't break a sound wave
In a world in a round grave
And I'll stay here where my head lies
Can't move my body
I came close but the signal was lost
My vocal chords are calling
But I can't make a sound wave
An echo of the old ways
And I'll stay here where my head lies
Feign on my face
shuffling through
celestial places
something askew obstructing my view
My eyes have lifted
sifting is through.
thoroughly processed back from the blue erased & renewed
In the wake of a sound wave
An echo of the old ways
And I'll stay here where my head lies
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5. |
D Minor Mission
05:37
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Wail and we might wake the dead
Disrupt their final rest
Hope for the burned not the blessed
A tortured truth is best
Now that we've brought back the dead
Collective consciousness
Interrogate who we get
They're sure to know what's next
Who are you?
Cause I'd remember a song sung by so few
to pull us back
Right between the lies
So let light between the lies
The path the only the prize
How dare you direct my dissonance
Disrupting our hope to finally rest
Burning breath
Blackened lungs
Wail having woke up the dead
those cursed that never rest
now that we're done breaking bread
Hell knows who'll know what's next
Right between the lies
There's light between the lies
The path the only the prize
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6. |
Dry Run
04:33
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Stay off the beaten path
So our soles can wear thin
Stay in tune with a touch
Every scent soaking in
From in front of the pack
A dry run for our kin
And we'll pass on this map
In impressions imprinted on skin
Wild & awake
Lengthen your stride.
Out in the open
Seems so innate
But when we arrive
Nothing is sacred
So start on the grass
And our teeth shed their skin
‘Cause a trail's just a track
Back to our origin
While I’m away
Lengthen your stride
Stay out in the open
Seems so innate
But as you arrive
The paradigm’s shifted
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7. |
Another Numbered Day
05:15
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I started out on solid ground
still anxious
& digging in is hard to do
on pavement
But I need to root deep
In soil & the sun
I won't spend another numbered day in the dark
Where everything that's anything but fleeting is a farce
Days turn to years burning out like a light
A constant stream of conscious beings more scared to live than die
With shaky hands & growing needs
So restless
But shaking hands & showing teeth
Is painless
I know I need
a new strategy
So easy when I sing
I still haven’t tried
I won't spend another numbered day in the dark
Where everything that's anything but fleeting is a farce
Years turn and decades burn out like a light
A steady stream of conscious beings all dying to make their mark
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8. |
Foundations Shake
06:31
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This stalemate just might make
This paradises foundations shake
In boots we thought we'd lace
So tight and safe
We will stomp forever around this place
This cascade just can't explain
A pheromone drones testosterone ways
When symmetry persuades our animal ways
We'll still dance together around this place
This tirade still doesn't change
The smell of sunshine burning right through our days
Confidence decays on legacy legs
We're still lost and running around this place
This last stage such a common place
Where bodies break down and our minds blow away
My synapses would sing we're still firing away
And here's to hoping that we float forever around this place
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