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Bel Composto

by Breathtaker

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1.
Remembrance 03:17
Don't dream of being on the brink Of something beyond this place You know that is crazy I know superficial hearts They grow with all this complacency We could form an army We just noticed that this carousel's Tot spinning around We'd get off but now we know We're buried underground One more time around Please, just one more time around Take, take all the assumptions That you have about where you are Look, look beyond this camp Out passed the front And through the chance That we might make it home As if we hadn't know We sing out We just noticed that this carousel's Not spinning around We'd get off but now we know We're buried underground One more time They're not my enemy They were kids just like us Led by the notion That war's an abstraction With glory and love at it's end
2.
Vision 03:39
The ride home might feel long Not as long as all those months Beneath the fronds. You cashed your check and went home. You found a place That's not your own So it goes Then you know that You can still hear his voice Crashing in through the door Underneath the floorboards You will never speak his name again At the bar for so long Lost myself in discontent Money well spent 'Cross the room a mirage Saw a face that looked like yours So it goes
3.
Knees shredded I laid it all out for you Don't let it Be the seed that poison has grown I never wanted this I never wanted you To pack your bags and go Time has this funny way You turn your back and then It's gone before you know And all the snow It keeps falling harder Until we know That we won't ever Find our way home Lest the dregs find their way up to your lips You'll play dead Take on summer from your room You watched the sun It set right outside your window Each and every night Sometimes you would forget All the fear we felt for saying our goodbyes Have yourself a nice little runaround Your feet hit the ground
4.
Well, there's no right place For this wrong She knows exactly What is going on She laughed at your defense It's all in how you said it "The blood is on your hands" It's all in how you said it No, and I won't let it go And I can't let it What you bring What she says What you know It's not enough What you bring What she says What you know And as you smoothed your sheets down at night The waves are crashing just outside "We could always stay right here We might not be consumed by fear We could rebound the best of days No more relying on the broken ways "It's not enough just to live a story You and your goddamn blaze of glory You all your conquests, Love They've left you nothing We are done" We could stand up on our own We won't need rails to hold
5.
With their guns They're boots on the ground Marching on their enemy Who held out And who came around To their way of seeing things They never noticed that The strings on a hook A marionette with its Hand on a book That's when they'll know Yes, no more than He ordained them Just where to point No more than He ordained the As he stands a hush takes the crowd The venom they find savory With bated breath they shout his name out Burn it down Don't tread on me It's known that The truth is fabricated And written down, just By the victors They will not be intimidated Or thrown off by a sense of reason
6.
Quota 04:16
We could be free All we'd need is our bags And our surroundings All the money Ground down from trees Replaced by true greenery There's mountains made of glass They've made their minds for the rest of us This is how we live This is where we live Broken down typewriter Still spells our names just right And I will keep waiting Across the Atlantic for you It's intimidating how much You believe this is true This is true Now that we're here There's a crippling fear We might make it Might make it out alive We rationalize See through our lies And know who we are For the first time No apple can keep us From living a full life No snake can't deceive us To not wrap our child tight We'll not need the sunlight Because we will burn bright And no one can tell us That our love is not right It's true It's all wrong

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released May 28, 2021

Engineered and produced by Breathtaker. Mixed by Joshua Aaron Smith. Mastered by Alan Douches for West West Side Music.

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