1. |
At a Loss
05:35
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Such sour times the likes that we've never seen
With so much said no time for what it might mean
One final straw from an ambiguous start
So many battered bodies and nearly broken hearts
We're far from isolated and with no need to guess
We're getting even more by begging for so much less
Digging in your heels will only increase the flame
How could we progress when you refuse any blame
I'm at a loss once again
The heavy cost makes my head spin
I'm at a loss with what I could say
I guess I could never understand quite how it be's that way these days
There wouldn't be so many without a just cause
Questioning the methods of those enforcing the laws
Behavior needs to change, and we need something new
When the deaths don't seem to matter what else is left to do
A higher standard has to then apply at times
With well-defined limits and with these obvious crimes
So many on the streets screaming with tears in their eyes
The unacknowledged deaths followed by so many lies
I'm at a loss once again
The heavy cost makes my head spin
I'm at a loss with what I could say
I guess I could never understand quite how it be's that way these days
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2. |
A Moment
06:07
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Did it ever really go the way you thought it would go
Life seems to have a momentum all in its own
In the dimly lit portico you call a home
There's a greedy little hand in the shadows that catches every penny you own
It comes with all the uncertainty of a knife
You threw up to catch on the ceiling, but it bounced off and broke the light
Ten or fifteen little monsters seem to gather around you
They're in your head, they're in your heart, they're in your mind
They control everything that you do
The only thing the world's prepared you for is the solitude of a lonely day
From the worker's hands to the farmer's plains
From the man on top to the servant's chains
In the lover's heart where his passions reigns
The only thing that you get is a moment to make
Only a matter of time before it starts breakin'
Another piece in the line of what we've been makin'
The temperamental design that's suddenly shakin'
Plan on getting behind with the time it's takin'
The only thing the world prepared you for is the solitude of a lonely day
Winding up again in a similar place
With that same expression in a familiar face
The disappointment buried deep down in your chest
Old habits and instincts providing the rest
The only thing the world prepared you for is the solitude of a lonely day
From the worker's hands to the farmer's plains
From the man on top to the servant's chains
In the lover's heart where his passions reigns
The only thing that you get is a moment to make
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3. |
Still Broken
05:33
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Out of necessity
Somewhere in me
There's something still broken
But I'll find it in time
A quieter mind
At least I'm still hoping to
Now I'm thinking ahead
Slowly seeing red
Creating a flashback
To all I once knew
And was able to do
Without getting sidetracked
Now with the time I have left
So much left unsaid
The hum of frustration
How can I still believe
What's lost isn't freed
Prostrate in sedation now
Now I'm thinking ahead
Slowly seeing red
Creating a flashback
To all I once knew
And was able to do
Without getting sidetracked
Now the space that I need
I have to concede
It might be destructive
So stripping it down
A simpler sound
Might be more productive now
Out of necessity
Somewhere in me
There's something still broken
But I'll find it in time
A quieter mind
At least I'm still hoping to
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4. |
Godspeed
01:46
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(instrumental)
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5. |
Tears in Rain
06:11
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The ice in space
Flows like honey
And bubbles like champagne
A few more hours in this far out place searching for unused Latin names
I hear the engines humming
And I don't know what that means
For her and me
A thousand miles in a blink
A wrinkled face consumed with worry always trying to get it right
Disappears above the thunder and fury as our rocket rocks us to sleep at night
She does calculations in the morning
And I project them on the screen for her and me
A thousand questions deep
Tears in the rain
Time to die
A mass confluence of confusion is swirling below in her head
And in the face of some unknown fusion sometimes we just smile instead
Nothing here rusts
And no one can hear us sing sweet melodies
A thousand dissonant strings
Tears in the rain
Time to die
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known
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6. |
Virgil
02:40
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We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
We are never going home again
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7. |
The Dandelion Song
10:00
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The afternoon doesn't take half as long as the mornin'
But the dawn is getting anxious, and the dawn is gettin' horny
There's a Dandelion growin' from the tips of my fingers
And it's bothersome to many but I let it tell a story
While the world is overflowing with weeds and weed killers
I was raised in the concrete, and I'll die by the gutter
My mother felt the terror when she cast me to the wind
Singing life will find a way, Darlin', life will find a way
Way back
'Neath the trees
I felt a violent tremblin' in my knees
That time
We killed
Has never ever sat right with me
Now the evening doesn't take half as long as the mornin'
With the dirty breakfast dishes and the rehydrated coffee
There's a tension in the water so we take another breath
Disregard our dreams as fictions or a loose feeling of death
There's a window to the stars ensures that everyone comes home
There are monsters in the dark ensures we'll never feel alone
But you can take me by the hand, and we take this hand of god
Singing life will find a way, Darlin', life will find a way
Way back
'Neath the trees
I felt a violent tremblin' in my knees
That time
We killed
Has never ever sat right with me
The sun shine's hard
But she gets insecure around the other stars
So we buried her in the sand
To try to prove the timelessness of a martyr's art
And the relentless of a modern heart
But then the time flew by
The audacity of man opened the sky
There were prayers sent up
But we couldn't hear no matter how we tried
No matter how we tried we couldn't hear
The midnight doesn't take half as long as the mornin'
But these days it's hard to tell which one's comin' which one's going
Seven billion little heartbeats I must be part of the crowd
I've never felt like one of them and anyway I'm losin' count
You folded all my failing organs to the place where no one sleeps
There's some work yet left to do and it's clear I'm getting weak
And the Dandelion's wilting and the monster's in a mood
But with your steady little hands the only way I'm getting through
Way back
'Neath the trees
I felt a violent tremblin' in my knees
That time
We killed
Has never ever sat right with me
The sun shine's hard
But she gets insecure around the other stars
So we buried her in the sand
We had to bury her in the sand
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Corduroy Orbison Evansville, Indiana
Corduroy Orbison is a weirdo rock band from Evansville, Indiana.
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