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Promise Poem
02:52
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A great mind once collapsed under the weight of his own thoughts
Something heavy and hard he let rot
So he got oughta town to fetch a rock
The kind you find in the wash out
This rock had a certain kinda heat
It was blood red, like a beat, like a heart.
The winds had blown hard for many a year, shifting the sands and wearing him down
So he rolled right oughta town
He had nothing left around to be bound down to
So he forsake'd the sea and forged a unique destiny
So far away and alone to say what he'd be shown.
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Behind Closed Eyes
04:10
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When I close my eyes at night overwhelmed by all of these white lies
Some look like birds and all of their wings can't help but raven my dreams
Because I got the bright lights
behind my closed eyes
some other color
other than pitch black
lightenin' and thunder
that just cracks and cracks
and shows me what I lack
When I close my eyes at night overwhelmed by all of these moving pictures
Of where I been or what I done, well the playback never quite seems to repeat like it was
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Miss Mystery
05:06
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What has your sister seen in her dreams that makes her wanna scream?
Was it the devil's deal under a blood red sun where it was written that bloods gunna run?
O and Miss Mystery I can't see through your misty veil all that easily
So what are you hiding there in the ribbons of your smoky hair
That makes me wanna seduce you and then undress you and make a mess of you
And then swim in your eyes and spend some time in your mind
To try and find what I've been looking for the key to unlock my broken door
It was there where I'd forsaken it all when I'd undertaken it all
With a glowing red pen pressed upon the devil's deal
O and Miss Mystery I don't know what it is about you that makes me do
All the things that I do just to be so near to hear you say nothing at all
But if only you asked, I'm fine cuz I'm bidding my time like a cellar o' wine
Cuz I know that your veils just got to go!
It was there where you sat like a cat like you knew something cool
But you didn't have the tool to remove the veil that separated me from you
O and Miss Mystery I can't see through your misty veil all that easily
So what are you hiding there in the ribbons of your curly hair
That makes me wanna seduce you then undress you and lay right next to you
And stare in your eyes and spend some time in your mind
To try and find what I've been looking for, that key to unlock my broken door
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blink, debris!
04:58
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There stand some lessons hard learned
Like trophies on a wall, a trumpets triumphant call
That the only sin's forgettin' you're god
I saw so plainly scrawled on a bathroom stalls wall
blink, debris! is gunna cover all
As a rumble floats down the hall
N' then rubble becomes the wall
That divides all n' all
I'm frustrated and confused who this jokes on
We've traded the stars for city lights
Now we're forced to run around trading space
Until nothing remains, no, no not even a face
blink, debris! is gunna cover all
As a rumble floats down the hall
N' then rubble becomes the wall
That divides all n' all
Where's the architects who built it all to fall
Or the stilted judge who let the law slip
I'll tell you, they're hidding under a quilt
The other hiding spaces were occupied (by the 99)
blink, debris! is gunna cover all
As a rumble floats down the hall
N' then rubble becomes the wall
That divides all n' all
When father said I'm disillusioned with my life
I awoke as if from bad dream, a cut from a knife
Then I remembered what a bastard I'd been
But I hope around the bend glories in store
blink, debris! is gunna cover all
As a rumble floats down the hall
N' then rubble becomes the wall
That divides all n' all
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5. |
Patterns
03:00
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(instrumental)
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Monkey on my Back
06:34
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I got a monkey on my back and it's just about to break my neck
What I once thought was a key, has now turned against me
Honestly all I want is to be free, but I guess I found out that's only so easily done in your dreams
All I need is something real
I just want to feel
All I want is something real
O mama can you make me feel?
Guess I'll take your deal, man
If it'll make me feel a little better
I wade many times a day in the Styx, tryin' to get my fix
I can see the mist peeling off, as the ribbons float towards the sky
Well it's just a little life lost, it's just a little white lie
All I want is something real
I just wanna feel
All I need is something real
O mama can you make me feel?
Guess I'll take your deal, man
If it'll make me feel a little better
Let's wet our smolderin' worry and listenin' to someone else's story
We'll let our panic pass us by tonight only to flood us out with the mornin' light
It seems like I'm gunna hafta fight like hell to stay clean in this dirty world
All I need is something real
I just wanna feel
All I want is something real
O mama can you make me feel?
Guess I'll take your deal, man
If it'll make me feel a little better...
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If I...
03:40
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There's a cost to having fun
An invisible damage done
N' even though it's oughta sight
It's hangin' right over my head
So if I die young
With my blackened lungs
God'll know that I've had my fun
Let's welcome the new year
And drown all our old fears
Like knowing it's only me
That steers my ship to treasure' dear
So if I die young
With my liver done
No one'll know what I didn't show
When I'm laid in a hole
And the bell tower tolls
Know that I've fought for my soul
It's the one piece that made me whole
So if I die young
With my corrupt tongue
Don't you weep, nah, don't be deceived
I thieved my beliefs, n' I stole
Old age, so don't you weep
As I'm relieved
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I Want, So Badly
03:30
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I've walked these streets for too long
And I've seen one too many break-a dawn
I've gotta keep movin' on
I'm trying to find a greener lawn
So I'm out the open door, I gotta go explore
So I'm out into the sun, I wanna feel it when I'm young
If I get dumb havin' my fun
Well, that's how youth's wasted on the young
But I got something to shout about
So I won't let it go unsung
I wanna be free, just like the winds over the sea
I wanna be free, just like the breeze in the trees
I've smelt the green grass that grows
Over the dirt where I buried my past
If I stay there too long I'll go insane
So what happens next is gunna happen fast
So I run out the door, I wanna see so much more
So I run into the sun, I gotta feel it while I'm young
I've been here before, man, what a bore
Feeling like a water boarded prisoner of war
It's now or never, all aboard
We gotta go get what we're lookin' for
We all want to be free, whatever to you that may mean
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Pretty Little Lady
06:36
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Hey there, pretty little lady, Ima sing a pretty little ditty for you
You're callin' me out, I'm all talk and I'm watchin' you, the way ya walk
Hey there, pretty little lady, I heard you hiss that ya missed me
You're on a mission, I'm listenin', I'm havin' a vision, my trains' a-whistlen'
Hey there, pretty little lady, the doctor said that I'm sick
You're so close now, kinda feel like the cure, I'm bumpin' into you n' you're makin' me feel pure
Hey there, pretty little lady, I gotta keep on keepin' on
You're so sore now, I'm out the open door now
I'm down, yeah, to get up and oughta town now
So you won't see me around for a while, but I'll be back for sure.
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