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Torn, blown highways
Forgotten monuments far away
Trails blazed quickly
And unending in their decay
Was it clear enough to see?
Was your vision filled with lights?
Or was it too hard to breathe?
Sink my sights straight out of town
Nothing left but a voice too proud
Lowered eyes take in grains of salt you had to miss
Spiraled staircases, they didn't hold you with a kiss
Pain is confusing
It's even harder to be harder to be heard
When there's much to latch on to
And there is no standard word
To say what you have meant all this time
Not with a blow, but the force of your mind
To trap a signal without fear
And send it blazing far and near
Try too hard, it slips away
Hoist a map and slip out of the day
I can't hear it, the haunted masses of the heart
I can see it, the way we're taught to break apart
Isn't much left to say
All the words have been shifted, and our time has passed away
To see my mother break with stress
To see my father clutch his chest
To have no idea what words to say
To hope that time will soon pass away
I've had enough to not belong
Nothing left but a voice too strong
(Part 2)
Once I knew that I could be there
I could not defend myself
Trust in my own when I I'd be there
No one should defend themselves
With their Wondering Eye
Isolated from yourself
The best is yet to come
Out of touch with the invisible
You're the only one
Who tries inside to die
Indulging in the dark, we're the pacified
Expectations from other men
Hinder what we came for, known from the bend
Told by the bold, inappropriate styles
Isolated from yourself
It was worth the while
(Chorus)
Must be lying
Simplified like dying because
I've been trying to control myself
Must be lying
Simplified like dying because
I've been busy looking for myself
With my Wondering Eye
(Verse)
Big trees fall easy now
Apologies won't please me how
I came was not how I left dressed
In smirks of a different kind be best for
Expectations of other men
Hollow bodies try to pretend
They make the rules when schools are closed
But rules have been left to impose on
Once you got yourself a style
Come back out from your exile
Nights fall quicker than a one-legged kicker
So work it out now, was it worth your while?
It was worth the while
(Chorus)
(Verse)
Leave behind me
Don't stop it was worth the while
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The Only Female Prophet
05:46
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In the clear, white midnight she heard songs that rang true
That you're troubled at a young age when you got no point of view
When the rain will pound the world outside into patterns that you knew
Where you're holy in your memory but divided on where you grew
Like the golden links worn round the necks of ancient gods
She struggles to appoint herself new servants she can rob
Of feelings they hold tightly but won't bleed unless they're caught
Or chant upon her doorstep that they need a friend to talk
(2x) And you may run into the field
You may run into the dark
You may run beneath the broken/golden/gilded streets to find her
Like the million dynasties of men who traveled south
Her words shine off her body, but don't dare rise out from her mouth
To spirits on the shoreline who rose and knelt beside her mount
Who'd kiss her feet but never speak the words she had to shout
(2x) How you may run into the field
You may run into the dark
You may run beneath the broken/golden/gilded streets to find her
And all the time
She'll live in her mind
She'll say, "You know, it's not that hard
To be burdened by the memory, inclined towards possibility
That you could never be the person that you thought you were"
You were
Just a blur
You were
Just a fossil
In the hard-lickin summer, words are tasteless on the vine
She rides upon a candied horse that spits out nurtured rhyme
Protecting her from innocence, but never winning time
To gather all the worshipers who wail in her decline
Cupfuls by the handful of rain dousing human skin
She tells them all the lightning's just your fire from within
And the outstretched arms a-plenty need a reason to begin
That cannon rush, that holy touch, is the spark that lets you in
(2x) And you may run into the field
You may run into the dark
You may run beneath the broken/golden/gilded streets to find her
And all the time
She'll live in her mind
She'll say, "You know, it's not that hard
To be burdened by the memory, inclined towards possibility
That you could never be the person that you thought you were"
You were
Just a blur
You were
Just an angel
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Road Runner
05:23
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Sleepin', under the window sill
Until it shatters
By the pulsing wind, trying to hold still
On a different pattern
You wake up wise, ready for your flight
But the pilot's indifferent, he doesn't know your plight
(Ch)
But the people have spoken, it's just a token, of passerby's regards
There's nothing worth noting, the poacher's been gloating, of tusks worn down to shards
You can't expect service from an old man who's nervous of stepping too far outside
Indecisive prowess, precise but spouseless, it's time to make up your mind
(2x)
I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why you had to be left out
Thoughts that plan, written in a haze
First thing in the morning
Reckless words, delivered with a gaze
Dim lights adorning
Recycled favors drift into your sight
I guess we'll stay here, at least just for the night
(Ch)
(2x)
And I can't seem to find the steam to post past posture finally
'Til someone shouted purposely in languages I could not read
But recognized his land-scarred face from edges seen but never traced
On parchment paper laid to waste for nothing less than one more taste
Sleepin', I'm not dreamin'
But I'm steeped in
Exactly what I'm feelin' right now
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4. |
Heavy Before Noon
04:32
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Trials by fire in your nesting place
Pick apart a gaze and you'll find a new face
One with pearls without women to waste
One with a seed to make it in space
How about a candle to light the road
How about a time when my god isn't home
How about a seed from a rolling stone
How about a sin to make my way home
Wait. Who said I was going home
Who said I was going home
Misspent days are running through
Case in point, your point of view
The upturned clock is telling you
To curb the line and split in two
In dusted effervescent sands
You'll meet your match in different strands
Till someone takes you by the hand
And tells you that you've lost new land
When the pieces break below
And you run crying from the snow
And the rain won't let you go
Find the others who might know
Expand from light and make it right
The snow's too rough, the air's too tight
To live your life by candlelight
And face the stars with sharper bite
Cross the lights and shine the glance
At past remarks that mocked your stance
At rooms that held you in a trance
Of dust and dirt and hidden chance
But the rooms they burst with power
And your mindless eye devours
All incapable missed hours
Spent on cracks that wouldn't flower
Signified in distant dunes
The crossroads sting a bit too soon
To hang and ride the crescent moon
So why not sing a former tune
But it's all too much
I needed just a crutch
To fight off bones from rust
To step into the dust
To lock you in the crutch
Well I have heard it said
That train tracks never bled
That minds locked in the head
Will lock you in your bed
To crawl onto the floor
To slide into the door
To search the evening's core
To scream you wanted more
And I can't hear you through
Your panoramic view
Impossibility
Split dichotomy
And I once heard you say
We're all made of moss and clay
Heavy before noon
But we'll be grounded soon
When the pieces break below
And you run crying from the snow
Then the Earth will shed you this time once again (once again)
When your mindless eye devours
All incapable missed hours
Were you just racing against time inside your head
And when (You must) misspent days were running you (Be lost)
What else were you gonna do (But at)
But live the life that you once knew (What cost?)
When the (You must) upturned clock was failing to (Be lost)
Instruct you on how to move (But at)
What else were you gonna do (What cost?)
Cry for freedom
Cry for freedom
Across the desert streets you cry for freedom
Cry for freedom
Cry for freedom
Across the desert streets you cry for freedom
And when (You must) misspent days were running you (Be lost)
What else were you gonna do (But at)
But live the life that you once knew (What cost?)
When the (You must) upturned clock was failing to (Be lost)
Instruct you on how to move (But at)
What else were you gonna do (What cost?)
Cry for freedom
Cry for freedom
Across the desert streets you cry for freedom
Cry for freedom
Cry for freedom
Across the desert streets you cry for freedom
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5. |
Melody Road
04:57
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I
Am a working man
Pencil in my hand
Since I got back from lying off the cage
I'm
Burnin' outta time
Cuz every piece of mind I've built
Has got me rolling back the days
Some'll say we're all the same
Sliding up and down the chain
Luggin' misfortune to gather in the rain
Some say we wither as we blend into the night
So hand yourself another line
Try to hit it home in time
One by one, it's together that we grind
A new tomorrow while the sun is in our eyes
(Chorus)
But it's hard now lookin' up from Melody Road
When the block has already been sold
And you had to roll the dice to think about your life today
Hard now ringin' in the Ring of Fire
When you're comin' close to desire
With the talk of how to lead your life
I
Wear down my cause
In the name of God
Since everything was falling off the page
I
Push back the thought
That every path I walk
Is built upon the stones of my own Age
And with platitudes upon platitudes
Spread the culture and sing the news
Escape from everything, and pull your head inside
Underneath a starry sky
Build our hopes and passersby
It's like with everything you come into a lie
(Chorus)
I was taught
To not get caught
By words and thoughts
That have no meaning
Past the thought
Of you revealing
All your life
And I got a penny I wish it wasn't gone already
Don't you think heady to walk along the road so heavy
Only if you're steady to walk along the edge of night
And make yourself believe
Ignorance is pretty when dealin' with the nitty gritty
Don't you think it's shitty to take it on into the city
Like it's just a pity to make yourself a home and life
And find you cannot leave
And with platitudes upon platitudes
Spread the culture and sing the news
Escape from everything, and pull your head inside
Underneath a starry sky
Build our hopes and passersby
It's like with everything you come into a lie
(Chorus 2x)
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