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Program of the Fall
04:27
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Anybody, anything just to make the evening sky sing
And to suppress the bitter root of anxiousness
But nothing comes from nothing
And nothing ever could
As dream light floods the hall, something's not quite right
Is this reality at all, or just a program of the mind
That flourishes through the absence of the beating human heart
(Oh) Hands that can't breath air
(Oh) As deceiving creatures stare
Life's too short to waste time chasing portals
Anybody, anything just to make the evening sky rain
And to detain, the bitter root of all profane things
But nothing comes from nothing
And nothing ever could
As dream light floods the hall, something's not quite right
Is this reality at all, or just a program of the mind
That flourishes through the absence of the beating human heart
(Oh) Hands that can't breath air
(Oh) As deceiving creatures stare
Life's too short to waste time chasing portals
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2. |
Responsible Hands
04:20
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I used to think that life came in increments
From the time you're a child, to when you're an adult
But now I see,
I've been looking through rose colored glasses,
On a foggy day,
In late July
Insurmountable assurance please be with me always with me
Time is wasting life is fading
Ultra-violet rays cascading down
Hear me now, pick me up, and take me to a safer place
I used to think that life came in tiny tiny pieces
So you could share one with a friend, and kindle your thoughts together
But now I see,
I've been looking through rose colored glasses,
On a foggy day,
In late July
Insurmountable assurance please be with me always with me
Time is wasting life is fading
Ultra-violet rays cascading down
Hear me now, pick me up, and take me to a safer place (Repeat)
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Manmade Sunrise
05:27
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No one wants to be another scab of this world
As the sun sets quietly
Put my consciousness into a robot and call it me
As the sun sets quietly
Cause I'm a...
Old timer
And I've got a lot to tell you
So listen very closely
Full strider
Cosmic crimes don't go unpunished
So here come the spacecrafts
Cause a faun can't survive without it's mother's milk
Civilization houses disease
As the sun sets quietly
And he's a prisoner of the stars
But he's too far away
A captive of the darkness
Cause I'm a...
Old timer
And I've got a lot to tell you
So listen very closely
Full strider
Cosmic crimes don't go unpunished
So here come the spacecrafts
Cause a faun can't survive without it's mother's milk
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4. |
Creature Comfort
04:15
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They've got no friends or alibis
No one to hear their cries
So they tear off their mutant skin
And embrace the joy within
And embrace the joy within
They've got no creature comfort, nothing to keep them warm
No thermal blankets to protect them from the storm
They've got no creature comfort, nothing to keep them warm
No thermal blankets to protect them from the storm no
(Oh)
They've got false gods up in the skies
No one to hear their cries
So they tear off their own damn limbs
And sacrifice them for their sins
And sacrifice them for their sins
They've got no creature comfort, nothing to keep them warm
No thermal blankets to protect them from the storm
They've got no creature comfort, nothing to keep them warm
No thermal blankets to protect them from the storm no
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The Amazing Musical Mezling New Jersey
WOW RIP!!!
THIS BAND IS NOW AN EMPTY CICADA SHELL
(2008ish - 2017)
__________________
These RAWKERZ will absolutely BONK your tricksies!!!
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Bruce Ebersole
Judson Kolk
Jamie Conte
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