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The world's biting down hard on us these days.
I try so hard to please my woman but I just get dismay.
She puts me down, she tells me I'm wrong, but it's okay,
'Cause most of the time, I'll find that light, and the error in my way.
When all I see is you
And all you see is me.
With peace, tranquility
Oh I climb my way, up that line,
And face my fears
I leave my threats behind and love you.
The deeper you hide, the higher you'll fall
Keep up with me,
Yea the higher you fall, the further you'll go, and succeed
At the fights in life, internally, so you can breathe.
No one's been told, to be so bold puts the mind at ease
When all I see is you
And all you see is me.
With peace, tranquility
Oh I climb my way, down that line,
And face my fears,
But my troubles can't be left behind, oh nooo
I've got some things on my mind:
People strugglin' hard times.
Yellin' at walls. tempers flare.
Hearts still pounding, don't you care?
But no, it's not about me,
But no, it's all about-all about you.
You scream in my face, what a disgrace
I just reverb, that's a fact
Against the walls, taking it-taking it back.
It's far too late, now there's hate.
My-My mistake.
Once again,
It's all my fault, all on my plate,
my conscious clogged,
my mind at stake.
My dear it's time, for me to go.
Take me there, the place you know.
But don't you bring your contempt.
Or all's I do is circumvent.
Avoid all things absurd,
defer all notions into the void.
The part of my brain, where all things insane
drift into an endless stream.
You'll lose a friend, you'll never mend.
The soul becomes a relentless beast.
Deeper hide, higher fall, who knows who controls it all.
What's it mean?
The deeper you hide,
the higher you'll fall.
The further you'll go,
The more you'll know.
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I had my love once,
She played along with me.
My father Daddy, depart let me.
Attached between a curve now, inside of a cave
Yes I'm secant to my curve now, but I'm tangent to thee
Yes I'm tangent to thee (Secant to everything else)
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Push
02:52
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I wrote in my mind when I was young the rules set for love,
wasting my time.
I tried to relate, affection and hate, savage and true.
It's not what drives a boy insane it's the nuances in vain
That make him go mad, chasing his dream.
With the courage to understand, how to act human,
And push for a new plan
When I was ten I found a bag of tricks
I thought I had everything but I needed a fix
I thought I'd traverse traverse myself to West Virginy
Get on top of that cliff and stare back at the city.
That spot never seemed to get older
But my friends sure did and they sure grew colder.
Why can't I find a place where I can just stick
You know I thought I found the way.
Plans may never work out
But along the way you'll shout
'Bout the friendships you made,
no regrets, memories to save.
You'll find that those around, who've acted like the clowns
Have always played the fool.
The fool, the one taking all he can
Trashing his best friend,
'Fore he acts human, chasing his dream.
Trying to relate, affection and hate,savage and true.
Now everything seems addressed with a prompt
You know I'd write what i want so I could give what I have to offer
But what I want and what is 'sposedly mine
Is not one in the same I just want out of these times.
I have been told that I must press onward
Act contingent upon what the other people offer.
But I think I'd rather throw my life away
Than to make a decision that is dead wrong anyway.
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4. |
Your Smile Is My Crown
02:54
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Well I know you love me,
And I'd hate to miss me,
'Cause I know you love me.
I wish you could see you, in your eyes.
I hope you appear, sometime in mine.
You believe that I'm down
But your smile is my crown.
Yes your smile is my crown.
You wish I could see me, in my eyes.
You hope I appear, sometime in mine.
If ignored you're not.
I'm abhorred, I forgot.
When I'm loved, I'm lost.
Forget that you've seen me in your eyes.
Remember I'll hear you in my tears.
Your smile is my crown dear,
And I've been dubbed.
Upon your lukewarm pillow palm.
And I'd hate to miss me.
'Cause I've killed beliefs
But I know you love me.
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Anchor
03:46
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How can I make a move when I'm so scared.
The friendship that binds us just can't be teared.
You're giving the signs but baby can't you see.
A man that hurts you is not my cup of tea.
I've been put down before
But I'll be fine if it's someone I adore.
The earth it moves and shifts like my heart.
Tearing and wearing whenever we're apart.
With the distance between it seems like just a dream.
And with the choices I've made it feels that I've been mean.
Reality's the anchor which provides
The Notion that our love can't survive.
Should I keep on hanging my heart
On the line whenever we're apart.
Is it time for me to move on.
When it feels that decision is wrong.
I am told that this position's key:
To keep moving on and be pleasantly free.
The move I take requires careful poise,
Two things considered in this delicate choice:
One is earth, and one is sky.
But only one can take me high.
I can feel our love fading away,
Like the light which brights my day.
I know my feelings remain pride and true.
But you don't think the way I do.
It's time for me to move on
'Cause it seems our love is gone.
The signs you gave have not returned.
Your turned back has made me learn.
That what you see is not what you get.
When feelings unrealized yet,
Lead me to believe things are set in stone,
When in the end, I'm just alone.
When in the end I'm just alone.
My record's breaking.
I've been reborn.
I know that I am not the real thorn.
Should I keep on hanging my heart
On the line whenever we're apart.
Is it time for me to move on.
When it feels that decision is wrong.
Reality's a big slap in the face.
You've been distorted behind this vase.
That caught my mind right in the place.
Where the anchor's been dropped in my face.
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Oh the many times I've counted.
All the friends I'll never meet.
They'll greet me in my music,
And when I go to sleep.
I've shut the door behind my mind's cupboard.
Where I select my blessings and my woes.
I've had enough of death plaguing my conscious.
So open up the windows and repose.
If you hear a dog crying,
And know it's not safe from harm.
Will you call the local shelter,
And rectify what's been done?
A friend you'd be to me forever in my heart strings.
I'll pluck a tune for you note by note,
I've always thought myself a poor dancer.
So now, I'll paint a portrait of what's in my throat.
These yellows, which keep me alight.
The greens, which keep me grounded.
And these blues, when I am electrified while I am not grounded.
And red.
When evidence is needed to support evidence.
When the oblivious just become so obvious.
When I am flushed with love for all,
Even for those who have done the unthinkable.
As I believe I've done.
I have felt those who have touched me.
And I have listened to those who have been touched by me.
And mostly these two exchanges are all I need to keep progressing,
But if I am pre-empted from these processes I blue-screen.
But now I am green-and-yellow-screening,
So full of zest on a day when I am supposed to be zestful.
Full of light and grounded to all which I love.
And I thank and bless all of those who have allowed me to get to this point.
And thank and bless all of you the same.
Well I've never seen you, I hope you dress the way you like.
As all adorned to the privilege, can fight the good fight.
We've all been set in motion to reach to those who we love.
So lift up your legs and saunter, let's feel it in song.
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7. |
IVT
03:24
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Excluding all my ills which ail me.
I cannot strain to reach to you.
Distributing my possesions,
I'd rather set fire to your pew.
My family can't see consensus,
When none of their funds seem to be true.
My world's unsettling, for nothing I have done.
Situations have no voice.
Even though I once thought all was conducted by choice.
Cleaving, slicing, mincing my dreams.
My problems hazarding, fogging my being.
My tree is bare with fruit in the roots.
Maybe I'll find you someday in the soot.
Buried. Love, is buried under my being.
Individuality is what you see.
There's absolutely nothing there but me.
And if there are doubts about my love,
Then I suppose what I give is just not enough.
I've been circumstantial all my life and there
I've found someone who's dealt with the strife of dependency.
My colors ever change perspective,
I think that all others are fixed.
It's hard to focus on one object,
Another drink may make it click.
Pills are among the drugs that scare me,
Though I know everyone is sick.
Addiction, hypocrisy, hypocrisy sears my mind.
Individuality could kill me.
Isn't there anything else that O may be?
Friends seem to like it but it's all wrong.
Those who I love say that I belong.
Believable it may be that I can tear through my own loves
And pour unto hate.
But it's too late.
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Separated Isolation
04:39
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When we first met I was convinced that I'd seen it all.
Aware that possible you'd be there when I was feeling small.
It's hard to know who's right or wrong in this world who's to blame?
Cause it still feels the same.
Arguing lightly 'bout some things on wish we don't agree.
Now tell me honey how is it fair when you won't let me see.
Your bias on the matter at hand so we can end the fight,
I guess it's back to bed tonight.
Well it's not true, honey I love you
Well I think it's time you go upstairs so I'm all alone,
To pursue my thoughts and write them all down now before they're gone.
It's funny now, every time when I close my eyes,
I get a big surprise.
Visions of a place where time just rolls on by.
Keeping it real touching safely on those dry eyes.
Watching the stars above so I might perceive,
The world beyond me.
Well it's not true, honey I love you.
I think it's time we build up a place down in Montreal.
Pick up my suitcase so I can go down south.
Separated Isolation may do us justice,
So we're not disgusted.
Thoughtful of you, thoughtful of me, we've got the same vanity.
When we were together my aggression caught the best of me.
I really wanna tell you darlin', I like your laugh,
But we've no common past.
Well it's not true, honey I love you.
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9. |
We Are Better Than Now
03:45
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Pale green you frighten me,
A sudden pop and then you're gone.
Momma stick around a while,
Or I'll have no one when I'm done.
I know things will be better than now.
'Cause you know me
And I know you.
I need you.
We need you.
Pumping up and down, please hold my hand,
And tell me my name.
Where's your warm embrace, my tiny one.
We may as well be a pile of bones.
I've looked up and better is here.
'Cause you know me
And I know you.
I need you.
We need you.
Step by step you try and maintain your stride.
I'm prouder every single day.
I'll never be as strong as you,
The one I look up to.
I'll bring the gossip you bring the smile.
You are better than now.
'Cause you know me
And I know you.
I need you.
We need you.
Now we're all back home,
And we watch you move.
But we've never been here before.
Have things changed?
Ricotta pie says no, and I can feel you in my arms.
We are better than now.
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10. |
My Baby Can Type
03:24
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My baby can type.
And I can’t read or write.
Baby’s keeping me alive
By synthesizing time.
Her life is painted by hand.
Color-pouring, straining sand
For Gold Can she seek,
Diamonds What lies not in me?
We’re waning by the moon
When she tells me it’s much too soon
I believe her because I know
Independence is all we show
Layering albums on her wall
Does pushing daisies really lead to fall?
In autumn, Velvet Starling
We’re free Come Love Me
Congruency Am I too deported?
For We Can I still be free?
Victorious in defeat
I’m wasted drinking mead
Isolation’s ruined me
Can I get back across the seas
Your letters look so sweet
I only wish that I could read
Educated My baby can type
Was me
‘Fore I met you, And I can’t read or write
No I can’t see
Deaf, lame, Baby’s keeping me alive
and dumb
I’m symptomatic, By synthesizing time
To your love
I’ve carried on for a while
So it’s not that funny
To relive a few moments with your big ole dummy
Carry on for a while till we mold like glue
Unto him unto her unto me unto you
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11. |
No Harm More Foul
02:35
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Fight and stay, afloat
There is nothing that we can do wrong so it seems
(Wrong is a blessing, taken for granted with thought, so fuck off)
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