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Chance At Life
05:05
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Chance At Life
Echo blueprints, right on target
Pulled the trigger off and running
After rocks and heaven
Lies and chemistry pacify the broken
Low down high, no place to point a finger
Spent those decades drowning in December
Sleepwalk forever
Sunburnt ego, empty milestones
Chasing mirages and refuge
You kept one foot in the shade
Dumbing down the sirens and breakthroughs
Lip service guru staying lost and funky
I missed the memo, I missed the Mayday.
Mirror, mirror tell me: am I hotter, or colder?
Am I wiser, or just older?
Fixing holes, or glossing over?
A Chance at Life, A Chance at Life
Dueling brothers forget the Mother
Close the door and drop the curtain
Bowing out, we'll burn it down
Nevermind facts, never learning...
Bigger, faster, stronger, chip up on your shoulder
I pegged ya for the winner, but you keep playing
the beginner....over and over
You're stuck on rewind, choking in the dust
Too hard and too late to wake up
Oh you're off the mark and on the edge
Just beginning at the end...
A Chance at Life, oh ya had a Chance at Life
Bigger, faster, stronger, chip up on your shoulder
I pegged ya for the winner, but you keep playing
the beginner....over and over and over
A Chance at Life, ya had a Chance at Life
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2. |
Space Junk
03:57
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Please confirm
Are we zero return
All the stuff we sent
Into the firmament
Just apples from the tree
Space junk syzygy
Please confirm
What have you learned
Can you find your way
Through machine array
Please get back to me
Space junk syzygy
Nursing habit that broke us
Mining wreckage is hopeless
In a push and pull trajectory
Space junk syzygy
Please confirm
New coin of the realm
Your mindshare
Is just thin air
Nursing habits that broke us
Mining wreckage is hopeless
In a push and pull trajectory
Space junk syzygy
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3. |
Systems Failing
03:02
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Oooh that treasure hunt is on
It's the urban panacea
Bound by tragic fault and measure
We are alone, together
The course is steady, ripe and ready.
It ain't no secret
Catastrophe is waiting
I know it when I feel it
All systems failing
In the moving stars and levers
We've got family trees and fatal weather
Sold like fevered salt and honey
These spotlight thieves are making money
The course is steady, ripe and ready.
It ain't no secret
Catastrophe is waiting
I know it when I feel it
All systems failing
Poison king and plastic oceans
Divide us with our clashing notions
Like China bulls we start their fires
Forsake our seeds, revere the liars
The course is steady. Ripe and ready.
It ain't no secret
Catastrophe is waiting
I know it when I feel it
All systems failing
The icepick tales are deep and heavy
And our rivers overcome the levee
Brace yourself and place your bet
Cuz what you are is what you'll get
Oh the course is steady, we're ripe and ready.
It ain't exactly secret
Catastrophe is waiting
I know it when I feel it
All systems failing
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4. |
Fences
04:24
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I do what I can to keep my senses
Do what you want, build your fences
Take your time with your own time
Get it in your head a bigger message
I do what I can to fill my senses
The mood inside leaves you restless
A rusty gate to the places
You could go...but for fences
I got no properties that I'm leanin' on
Got no sovereignty, we all belong
In that special place in humanity
Each and every one, coming on
You know I've been down before
Waiting for it all
Watching while the grass grew
Greener on one side, but then I changed my mind
And I realized
Forget about sides, erase the borders
The devil's rope, artificial order
But for the mind only traces
The rusty barbs of our fences
Well I got no properties that I'm leanin' on
Got no sovereignty, we all belong
In that special place in humanity
Feel each and every one coming on
You know I've been down before
Waiting for it all, yeah
Watching while the grass grew
Greener on one side but then I changed my mind
And I realized
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5. |
February Mind
05:43
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From ones and zeroes you came to me
A pretty vision for all to see
Bright days and ideas, meant to be
Racing lemonade and your old news
Diesel whispers and my half truths
Just smears on the canvas of me and you
Standing in the ebb and flow
I look for clues, look out below
Cuz I'll be damned to be the last to know
In my February mind
Wanna stay below deck where the wind isn't blowing
I wanna stay blind to the cracks that are showing
Don't know the forecast, or where this is going
In my February mind
I go looking for ghosts when it's sunny
I spin out and I make jokes about shit that's not funny
I try to re-write the code while the program's still running down
In my February mind
And I hide my heart where no one can reach it
I play the part, play it cool, tryin' to keep it
And I play nice so that nobody discovers my secret doubt
In my February mind, in my February mind
Wanna stay below deck where the wind isn't blowing
I wanna stay blind to the cracks that are showing
Will you go on with it baby now, knowing me
And my February mind
Now I should've landed anywhere but here
Tearing down some Valentine veneer
In my February mind, in my February mind
Yeah I could still color inside the lines
And just hope that your love is a different kind
But will you hang in there, cuz it takes time
To quiet my February mind
It takes time to quiet my February mind
Are ya gonna leave me alone in my February mind
In my February mind
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6. |
Lotus
04:27
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Well I did time below the flatline
Waded murky waters with a broken mind
Crashed and burned my way back, left behind
And I came out kickin' on the other side
On the runway I mined the fallout
Took the pieces to the grind
I torched the altar and the traces of my wrongs
Put the past where it belongs
Same old scene as before, same old clowns here
Keeping score...I just ain't worried anymore
In the static on the outside
There's a lotus blooming in the swamp
Choose the world you wanna live in
All the cracks you see are only there
To let light in
I'm doing time on the frontlines
Alchemy is happening where I put my mind
Reaching nowhere, starting somewhere, starting forward
Reaching somewhere, starting nowhere, start it over
Long lost friends on their own
We've got no win words coming from the throne
Too many souls feeling all alone
When are you coming home?
Ruby slippers on a tightrope
The destination's always in reach
Don't hold your breath for any saviors
The moment is waiting, make a move
And make your way
Oh won't you come on him, come on home baby
Home, come one home I'm telling you
It's about the bright side, the upside
Right now, starting over
Inside
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7. |
Camp
05:32
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Six days' distance from the sentence
She crammed years in a suitcase and said her goodbyes
In sunday clothes she crossed the bridge
With the other criminals of race
Us blue eyed neighbors staring back
What have we done
Oh, what have we done...
We took away her land
We took away her life
Nobody took a stand
But the camp didn't break her down
He arrived in purgatory, an orphan of the islands
With a smile from the movies, his laugh would spring up
Like flowers coming up through the concrete
They found each other behind barbed wire fences
He'd sing to her about his dreams of all their better days ahead
We took away their land
We took away their life
Nobody took a stand but
The camp didn't break them down
Rounded up and locked away
Profiled from the masses
Dismissed our own bigotry
In all of our history classes
I was just a soldier with impossible orders
Ashamed of my skin and my uniform, I knew it was wrong
In spite of my duty standing guard
I gave sugar to the babies and respect to the ladies
I shook the hands of my brothers interned as "The other"
All of us together, we were prisoners of panic and rage
I didn't take a stand
I stood guard on these people
We betrayed our fellow man but
The camp didn't break them down
We couldn't break them down
If I could do it again I'd take a stand
For my fellow man
It was all of us together
It should've been all of us together
Now it could be all of us together
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8. |
Feathers & Wedges
03:15
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There's a sound in the stones
As they each find a home
There's one over two
And there's two over one
In the genes of the lean
In the furrows of fiends
The old man knew something
When he mocked his own means
There are names that we’re given
And names we become
Sounding from bedrock and
The utterance tongue
In terms of the words and as far as they go
I know what you go by
But who are you now
And you see me
On a thin limb
Far rider
Little breeze
You can try to re-fit something solid and old
Interrupting perfection with consecutive holes
Creating a fault intending to part
But feathers and wedges aren't for holes in the heart
And you see me
On a thin limb
Far rider
Little breeze
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9. |
Art Of Life
03:41
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Gotta start living for the living
What else is there to do
It's all there for the taking
Make a masterpiece with you
You can show me something
Then I'll show you
And we'll just keep sculpting
And before we're through
The art of life...The art of life...The art of life
Gotta start living for the living
What else is there to do
It's all there in our laughter
I wanna keep laughing with you
You can tell me something
Then I'll tell you
And we'll just keep laughing
And before we're through
The art of life...The art of life...The art of life
You can give me something
Then I'll give you
And we'll just keep giving
And before we're through.......
The art of life...The art of life...The art of life
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