1. |
Just Breathe
03:21
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– Fuck this fucking shit!
I'm sinking, yeah I'm sinking in the sand every night.
And I'm thinking, always thinking of the struggle, of the fight.
Are you sinking, are you blinking? Is the sand in your eyes?
Sinking, are you sinking in the sand every night?
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe. Just
breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe.
Just people, busy people always wrong, always right.
Hear the laughter, hear the crying, always fighting the fight.
Just whisper in my ear. Just pull me aside.
Cuz I'm sinking, yeah I'm sinking in the sand every night.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe. Just breathe, breathe, breathe,
breathe. Just...
Light casting shadows from the blinking of the screens.
The dark it is shapeless. Nothing hidden, nothing seen.
Are you sinking? Are you shrinking into shadows out of sight?
Cuz I'm sinking, yeah I'm sinking in the sand every night.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe. Just breathe, breathe, breathe,
breathe.
I can't breathe.
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2. |
White Stone Eyes
05:49
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Just swing your arms and take a long stride. See the old
highway sunbaked and wide. It's chalk white dust hangs low in the sky under White stone eyes.
The only sound I hear is the sound of our feet neither marching forward nor in retreat. Just a plodding joyful beat beneath
White stone eyes
Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry.
Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry
Silence, no talking. Leave that to the birds, leave that to the beasts. There are no problems to solve no progress to be made. Just a single file formation of bodies on parade warmed by a hot sun. Above a gentle smile
Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry. Eyes that don't cry. Cry Cry.
Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry. Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind.
Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry. White Stone eyes that see nothing, white stone eyes that are blind.
White stone eyes that see nothing. White stone eyes that don't cry. White stone eyes that see nothing, white stone eyes that are blind,
White stone eyes that see nothing. White stone eyes that don't cry.
White stone eyes. White stone eyes.
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3. |
Party of One
02:25
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Bacteria I have you underneath my skin. Bacteria look at the
state you have me in. Bacteria.
The things I do I do for you. Life's for the living baby.
Animal. Chemical.
We got us a party. Got us a party
Delirium you've got me talking to myself. Delirium it almost feels like
someone else. Bacterium a willing host the holy ghost. It's the little things that matter
.
Animal. Chemical.
We got us a party. Got me a party!
Animal. Chemical. We got us a party. Hey, let'a party.
Vegetable. Mineral. We got ourselves a party....of one.
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4. |
Life Like
04:30
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Life like. A place to live and clothes to wear.
Life like. Starting here and ending there.
Life like. Masterminds in time and space.
Life like. A happy smile upon my face.
All this and so much more. Light floods the open door. Blood rushing to my head.
I'm standing on the edge of...
Life like. Crawling up out of the slime.
Life like. Standing in the checkout line.
Life like. Eying all the pretty girls.
Life like. Dreaming of another world.
Where are my friends today? What games shall we play? In their hearts I can see nothing looks back at me but
life, life life
A million souls await the call to rise and sing. They stand and fall while in the clouds. The angels count the
myriad things.
Divinity and grace have etched life lines upon the face of God but here it's very hard. His
miracles abound but they are drowned in the sound of tapping fingers
Life like. Life like. Life....
Like holding on. Like reaching out, like lifting up. Like passing through life.
In the morning, I walk beneath the
shining sun. My steps reverberate in beat with the mothers of humanity. Those murmurs fill my ears but the
voice of God I cannot hear as I walk along that busy street. Although there's nothing left to seek, the streaks
of the tears upon my cheeks are life like. A face for every double take.
Life like. A genuine original fake.
Life like. In the lies you tell to me.
Life like. A reasonable facsimile
Open your hands to me.
In your palm I can read.
Long life and happiness. It's just like all the rest it's
life like. Life like. Life like. Life like. Oh oh oh life like.
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5. |
No Tomorrows
04:17
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Got no tomorrows, got no regrets. Got no yesterday. Time to forget.
Live through the sorrows, live through the pain. Live in the moment cuz it's time again.
Today's the day. Today's the day. Today's the day. Today's the day.
Can't sleep the night through. Can't rest my soul. Each moment living free deep in this hole.
Digging out from God knows when. Digging out again.
Digging out like there's no tomorrow. There's no Tomorrow.
Today's the day. Today's the day. Today's the day. Today's the day.
No tomorrows, no tomorrows, no tomorrows, no tomorrow's.
Once upon a time I was living in a dream. What was I thinking then? What did it mean?
Digging out from God knows when. Digging out again. Digging out like there's no tomorrow. There's no tomorrow.
Today's the day. Today's the day. Today's the day. There's no tomorrow.
No tomorrows, no tomorrows , no tomorrows, no tomorrows
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6. |
That Was Too Easy
03:03
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I said what had to to get where I had to be.
Did what had to be done, what was right for me. And having done did it I knew that I'd have to pay.
Knew you'd have an opinion a lot to say.
But that was too easy. Easy. Start at the top of the list and the yelling comes easy. Easy, That's too easy. Seems like we never stop, let it drop. That was too easy.
A virtue I hadn't and a level I could not reach.
There is emotional limits then feelings breach.
The words don't come when we got to say what we mean.
Emotional labour, emotional plasticine.
But that was too easy. Easy. Live with the choices we agreed upon
that was too easy. That's too easy. Easy. Never needed to be afraid. That was too easy.
Maybe we should take a time out to breathe.
We'll probably come around to see that we agree.
But this is how it is going to play out for now.
Got to say you are taking this very well.
But that was too easy. Easy. I gotta say I find I
don't care. That was too easy. Easy. That's too easy. That was too Easy.
Never mind I do't care. That was
too Easy. Never mind I don't care. That's was too Easy. Never mind I don't care
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7. |
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It's sadness. It's sadness
.
I'm going to make you cry. With painful truths and subtle lies.
I'm going to make you cry. The plaintiff’s pleas brushed aside.
I'm going to make you cry. I'm going to make you cry
.
It's sadness.
I'm going to make you cry. With all this talk of God and grace.
I'm going to make you cry. An empty void, a breathless space.
I'm going to make you cry. I'm going to make you cry.
It's sad. So sad. It's sadness. It's sadness
.
I'm going to make you cry. Joy has fled and love is gone.
I'm going to make you cry. You cannot help you can't hang on.
I'm going to make you cry. I'm going to make you cry.
It's sadness. It's sadness. It's sadness. It's sadness. It's sadness
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8. |
One of You
06:02
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Well I'm all by myself when I'm standing with you.
And I think to myself I'm thinking of you.
When I talk to myself I'm talking to you.
When I look to myself I'm looking at you.
I stand with you. I'm alone with you.
You're all by yourself but you're standing with me.
And you think to your self, you're talking to me.
When you look to yourself are you thinking of me?
Talk to yourself, but you're looking at me.
When you lie with me. Do you dream of me.
Because I'm lying awake and it's quarter to two.
I think to myself, “Am I dreaming of you?”
But you're lying right there and I know that it's true.
Alone we're together I”m lying with you. Would I lie to you?
Like words on a page and a page in a book
and the book on a shelf and I think to myself,
“The world's an oyster and joy is a clam.
If I was you I'd know who I am”
I am alone with you. I'm one. One of you.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
I'm one of many parts of one.
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9. |
Make Believe World
03:00
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Your'e living in a make believe world.
Your living in a make believe world. Don't you know, you gotta believe me.
You're living in a make believe world. Can't you see. You gotta believe me.
Your living in a make believe world. Gonna make, make you believe me.
You're living in a make believe world. Don't you know?
You gotta believe
It's been written in stone, it's been written in blood, don't you understand?
It was heard on high-speed.That's low down on demand.
Hung on every word, now I'm holding court won't you take a stand?
Or take ittoo the streets and we can all agree.
If you want to know the simple truth then just repeat it after me.
Don't you know, you gotta believe.
I was up all night sitting in a dark net when I woke.
I knew it all along. Never a good word truer spoke.
Well open your mind and fill it. What would you like to know?
Just a simple truth. We can all agree.
It's good enough for me old grand dad and that's good enough for me.
Your'e living in a make believe world. You're living in a make believe world.
You're living in a make believe world.
You gotta believe. You gotta believe. Gotta believe. Gotta believe I'm just hanging on.
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Dead Bob Lund, British Columbia
50 yrs drumming
45 yrs songwriting
30 yrs touring
3 yrs helping
Robots play Punk
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