1. |
Remembrance
03:17
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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
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2. |
Vision
03:39
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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
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3. |
Watching From Outside
03:45
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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
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4. |
The Modern Prometheus
03:33
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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
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5. |
Cut Outta There
03:20
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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
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6. |
Quota
04:16
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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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