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Wind, Waves & Sea
06:54
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run your mouth off little rambler
shoot your foot and scream it's them
when you find and choke your ghost of reason
you'll wake up and it's all the same again
you'll wake up and it's all the same again
your claim to fame exaggerated
your sleepless nights a charade
you reap what you sow, you fawn you slacker
how could you expect your grand parade?
how could you expect your grand parade?
by all means won't you show us
your ways of sure to hold us
at ransom in your glory
another sadly ending story
just sinking to the bottom
like stones in muddy waters
are the greats that never went to sea
every day you spend is mandatory
but it don't mean a thing
it's not the dirt itself, it's what's done with it
so just get on and fold if that's what's happening
just get on and fold if that's what's happening
by all means won't you show us
your ways of sure to hold us
at ransom in your glory
another sadly ending story
just sinking to the bottom
like stones in muddy waters
are the greats that never went to sea
oh please
send me back out to sea
it's what you've been crying here
when you're just dry and you're lying here
screaming please send me back out to sea
but until you've been dying here
you've got no right to plead
out past the break
they don't pause, they don't wait
whose book are we writing here?
every page that we're turning just disappears
out past the break
they don't pause, they don't wait
for all those things that you could've been
you fake, you fraud, you has been
look around
what do you see?
just wind
and waves
and sea
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2. |
Beckoning
04:11
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I've been trying my best, to choke it all down
it's not going away though, I guess we learn to love it
I've been tethered at best, to these hands stuck in my pockets
come on tell me what you want, it's not like that is it?
I've been tongue tied at best, trying to scream just let me be
it's not like that is it? that just keeps it on top of me
I've been doing the worst, but not the worst I've seen
they keep at it don't they? they'll keep at it 'til they get me
what do you want?
what do you want from me?
that's enough already
can you please just tell me?
cause I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do
I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do
whatever it is you've been wanting
whatever it is you've been watching for
I've been putting away, all these feelings I've got
they never helped me anyways, guess I'd better grow up and get over it
I've been hiding away, all these things I can't stand
whatever this is all about, it never helped me ever
I've been getting myself, myself groomed and trained
getting with the going with it, domesticated, neutered, spayed
I've been doing the worst, but not the worst I've seen
they keep at it don't they? they'll keep at it 'til they get me
what do you want?
what do you want from me?
that's enough already
can you please just tell me?
cause I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do
I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do
whatever it is you've been wanting
whatever it is you've been watching for
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3. |
The 5th of November
04:45
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I keep my cash all in assets
never know when the banks could collapse
I keep my journal up in the rafters
in case they decide I've got facts
I've been staying on the move
and I remember clearly just what I had to prove
I'm a blip that's off the grid
I'm not the least bit sorry, not sorry for what I did
I keep my soul wrapped in a binding
it's the only place I belong
I guess there's no sense in reminding me
I just don't like the attention my real face attracts
I've been staying on the move
and I remember clearly just what I had to prove
I'm a blip that's off the grid
I'm not the least bit sorry, not sorry for what I did
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4. |
Test Pit
06:21
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of these wishes granted
I'm not ashamed to say I'd choose
with no afterthought
no subsequent plots
it's myself here over you
and of business day frantics
was it hearts they hoped to fool?
there's just something strange
about this turning page
that seems it must not of always been so cruel
skyscrapers and bullet trains
sometimes I wonder if it's how we're supposed to live
with these hierarchies mostly cellophane
and your corporate drones
wielding megaphones
when was this weight lifted
up off your shoulders
and up onto no one else?
will you find this in a scrapheap
in the future, would you believe me?
will you find this in the wreckage
in the future, would you forget this?
cause for all you know, it's just what you're told
it's just what you're told, it's just what you're told
and for all you know, it's just what you're told
and I told you so, I told you so
skyscrapers and bullet trains
sometimes I wonder if it's how we're supposed to live
with these hierarchies mostly cellophane
and your corporate drones
wielding megaphones
when was this weight lifted
up off your shoulders
and up onto no one else?
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they're kicking you, while you're laying down
being pushed around, like mercury on a glass pane
using you, blindfolds hanging free
yet you still can't see, it's too easy really
they're working you, 'til you can't no more
with the even score being how much you can drink on the weekend
they're laughing hard at your little soul
and you bought it all, high gloss magazines
and shopping malls
so we fade away, we fade away
like a (flashbulb) echo on the eye of the lifeless
an unconscious likeness
of what could have been an even playing
a long time ago, a long time ago
you're looking loud, never made a sound
and the strength you found at the bottom of bottles
was weakness
laughing hard you don't even know
that the seeds you're sowing
are like trying to blow out a grease fire
(come on it's pointless)
so we fade away, we fade away
like a (flashbulb) echo on the eye of the lifeless
an unconscious likeness
of what could have been an even playing
a long time ago, a long time ago
so we fade away
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6. |
They Don't Exist
06:46
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give me something good to do
won't you fill these hands with something new
I'm so wrapped up, I'm so interested
when these things they don't exist
give me something good to write
won't you fill this heart with dreams tonight
I'm so wrapped up, I'm so interested
when these things they don't exist
still it hurts
cause I don't pretend
I said what I meant
yet I'm always promising
without foreseeing an end
I said what I meant
I said what I meant
I just don't mean it anymore
give me something good to be
but be careful how you lie to me
I'll eat up every word of it
give me such a good excuse
just a glimpse at what could have been beautiful
just a glimpse at what could have been wonderful
when these things they don't exist
still it hurts
cause I don't pretend
I said what I meant
yet I'm always promising
without foreseeing an end
I said what I meant
I said what I meant
I just don't mean it anymore
lose yourself in another dream
lose yourself and watch it happening
I've always loved to, I've always loved to
when these things they don't exist
like sand sifting through your fingers
like a kite cut loose from the string
like that gut feeling that lingers
that keeps your heartbeat happening
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7. |
Sirens
01:50
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spending all our time
watching out the window
watching for something
when something ain't coming
spending all our hours
searching for an ending
finding ways of escaping
when there ain't no way out
(and you know, don't you?)
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8. |
Tamer Than Anything
07:33
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a voice
a direction
a persuasive hand
saying stay between the lines we draw
saying clearly you don't understand
a shadow
a ghost that claims to know the way
a firm grasp of what you're supposed to be thinking
a strong hand for not to lead the way
never made a mark
never wore a sole
had no thirst for it
was there any doubt you could have been at all
what you're hoping for, not a free ride
proletariat underscore
always on the weekends
were you working hard?
were you working toward anything?
gas in the car again
money and movies
and tamer than anything
a breeze
it beckons like a warning call
it speaks not from sight but fear
it claims to really know the path
when it's only really been right here
never made a mark
never wore a sole
had no thirst for it
was there any doubt you could have been at all
what you're hoping for, not a free ride
proletariat underscore
always on the weekends
were you working hard?
were you working toward anything?
gas in the car again
money and movies
and tamer than anything
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9. |
The Raft
01:55
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do you ever want more?
do you wonder what your life is for?
do you ever feel cheap?
are you completely replaceable?
is it just how you are?
always settling for less
always docile, complacent
all slack jawed and
calm, calm, calm
another tv rerun marathon
so gone, gone, gone, gone
with your Us weekly
and your latest fashions on
do you love?
do you need?
do you call this free?
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10. |
My Body is a Void
04:20
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in a life of fast food and fast excuses
filled with plastic bags and your false be-musings
can you tell me when did this blanket descend?
cause you're fat with excuse but you're gaunt with revenge
did you know, this can't be what you want?
in the vice and possession that makes it so
gluttonous, perversion; incognito
sometimes don't you wait for your payout day?
sometimes the more you get don't you feel the same?
did you know, this can't be what you want?
I feel like that too
someone tell me how we're supposed
to be anything more than
what we're taught to imagine
we cut our own tongue
then we tied our hands with all
the prices we'd won
are we nothing when they're gone?
gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
in the black
in the dark
in the lost
comes the light
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11. |
The Worst Thing
05:18
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they don't want to sell you quality
they just want to sell the brand
that helps sell the machine
they don't believe a single word they say
cause to pick a side is useless
if your numbers just float away
we think you're the worst thing about this place
and the way you're treating people
is beyond the worst disgrace
we think you're the devil in disguise
but you don't even need one
we'll fork our cash out every time
they'd leave you there, sputtering for breath
unless it helped them sell an image
that would outsell all the rest
no they don't give a shit for me or you
but it isn't nothing personal
it's just for money, not for you
we think you're the worst thing about this place
and the way you're treating people
is beyond the worst disgrace
we think you're the devil in disguise
but you don't even need one
we'll fork our cash out every time
and all you tell me
is to swallow the pill and believe
my hard hours spent, taken from me
and we'll all be back here again
to get our fill eventually
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packing up my stuff here
little dove, little dove
giving them my notice
my time's up, my time's up
selling out my shares
I'm out of the game
disconnect my phone
cause there's no place you'll be reaching me now
white burns the fire of my cast off possessions
blue burns the flame of my past life obsessions
it's the burning of the forest for the new growth beneath
it's the cleansing of the spirit from the sins of the weak
falsified my address
for my taxes and mail
falsified the person that I use to set sail
liquefied my assets, I'm done little dove
cause I've always hated you
peering big brother
I've always hated you
but I knew I'd discover an escape
my said destiny or fate
gone to where the hum's gone
where the sky's clear
back where we belong
gone to where the numbness is fading
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13. |
The Effect is Night
04:09
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big bird, small bird
chirping little sparrow
round about their larger cage
hanging easily on it's hook for a stage
but do they see?
do they see anything?
loud ones, quiet ones
little toys and mirrors
bright ones, dull ones
asleep awake
at the command of a blanket sky
the effect is night
morning reveals another day
where the loudest song still gets the seed
the brightest feathers get to breed
and like any day before
another sunny day for cooing
another sunny day for song
the effect is night
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