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Hop Into The Fog
05:16
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well look, it's grown out of your control
and with it took all inches of your soul
can't give the world when you're nowhere near your goal
and who'll pass blame besides everyone you know?
it shouldn't come as much of a surprise
haven't we been here before?
use less words, make more points
dangle war over fear, and you're sure to get results
but did you think it'd spawn into mass cults?
you've made a shield out of millions of adults
or did you hope you'd just have to exult?
haven't we done this before?
use less time, make more space
when will you notice?
when will you hop into the fog?
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Falling Into Your Head
03:01
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out of the tunnel and into the arms of an uncaring unharming god
forward set sail toward a new territory where futures are not faring well
maybe it's hell or another determined or predestined point of collapse
torrid affairs with the beautiful heirs and their bleeding red hair of their traps
you're falling into your head
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Your Bright Blue Evening
07:22
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I spent these years covered in glue
to put together the puzzle of you
to maybe figure out why it couldn't last
and once I reach the halfway point
I'll stop and reconsider
why I've wasted so much time trying to fix the past
and why I'm so hung up on it still
I hope it leaves but it never will
not because I truly care
but more I've gotten used to it being there
points A and B are drawn with a myriad of straight lines
on a ceiling-size map of this and other worlds
and on none of them can I re-connect with you
it's pointless to consider how I'd change what shaped me
but does shaping require hurting someone else?
what did it mean to you?
an endless thought that's never through
and though I know it's nothing new
it never feels like it's lost its doom
here comes the world that offers a hand
with nothing in its grasp
and it points and smiles and waves at the world
that doesn't understand
that you have to give a shit about how
someone else is feeling
and they really have to fucking care
to get your bright blue evening
I spent this life covered in glue
trying to figure out where I broke you
a million pieces of shattered glass, into
a hazy head, a lazy dream
away into the old machine
that turns carbon into heat, and a mineral too
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I can feel myself lift off the ground
In slow motion
No force moving
No choice losing
I can feel myself fly
Just a little
Barely off the ground
But where my arms could become wings
The truth is screaming loud
Feel the air between my feet
I'm making not a sound
But a memory
And this wet resistance means nothing
You've gotta understand something
God gave us three dimensions
Use them
Spirit can’t be broken by rain
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Go Out Arms Swinging
02:45
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one too many steps
running up that line
took too many trips
to talk to the divine
asked what I should do
to make things right with you
it did not say much
hand falls asleep
gone in too deep
how grim the reap
from each sleeping breath
I walk closer to Lethe
preparing for some sort of death
winter is a myth
to tell us it grows cold
and when the story dies
we start growing old
weary of the tales
holes through our ships' sails
when the journey fails
broken connection
made a correction
how long the ride
where nobody died
but everyone lied
to themselves and each other
about the destination
no more thinking
go out arms swinging
come back singing a theme
it's only a sunbeam
that cuts through the world seams
interrupting your dream
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How do you carry the weight of the world on your back?
And did they bother to write it down?
Why am I carrying their legacy down the tracks?
Is there a train coming, or is that just another sound?
What do you tell the man who oversees the world at large?
Especially when his hands are tied behind his back
I am an errand boy, I was born without a name
I have no goals in life, no dreams spring up at night
I have no secrets worth keeping, no joy, no fun, no game
I don’t remember faces, I don’t stay long enough to get them right
I have nothing to lose because I never win
I keep my head up high because I hold nothing tight
So who’s to say I can’t try anything?
Why can’t I at least attempt to say something?
If all I have to do is nothing
Then all I have to gain is everything
Nothing on the line
Nothing else but time
I am a broken boy, I expect nothing but death
But when wind blows through my cracks it feels like breath
The rain is backwards, guess that’s my 70%
As my bones turn into glass I see my chance to repent fleeing
Mind sharper than the thorns in his eyes
In dreams he sings like the stars of the world
Quiet in the sunset in an unmarked grave
Surrounded by the crosses he couldn't escape
Living for the one who let him down
In his shadow
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Hello Whirled Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Album count: 49.
Release count: 137.
Song count: 1447.
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