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Three Steps
02:12
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Hungry and cold against the grain
Barely the strength to carry on
How you think that I chose this
I can't even understand
There must be somewhere to go.
I just can't drink that awful stuff
It sickens me deep in the guts
How you think that I chose this
I can't even understand
There must be somewhere to go.
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Let Go
02:12
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You stress about your problems
But you are helping them along
And absentmindedly you're coaxing
Everyone around you into a wall
Let go.
There is a powerful perspective
That can be reached at anytime
To look inside yourself and wonder
Will save some heartache down the line
Let go.
This observation is not directional
We are affected by it too
And there is nothing in the world that can be done
By anyone other than you
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Commonality
02:45
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The world is more than fucked
It takes the effort of us all to only barely carry on
Grasping out at straws
Desperation is no way to live the short years until we're gone
What we share is what we know
LOVE
The one thing that holds us together in life is love. In spite of the misery and hatred and violence and poison cultivated and sold to us at every opportunity. In spite of those who push their own political or religious doctrines as a justification for action. In spite of the positive or negative impact of technology. In spite of our fears and in spite of our perfectly justifiable sadness.. We are not alone. We are one and we all want the same thing.
LOVE
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4. |
Senor Prom
04:20
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5. |
Middle Path
03:02
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I am not preaching, there is little to say
I am not leaving, there's nowhere left to go away
I'm not lost but I have found
That I'm not reaching until I hit the ground.
We have left before we kill...
Won't escape the shadows and I'm not desperate anyway
They're in my heart and I've absorbed them in any way
What once was lost was soon found
I will be stronger when I hit the ground
We have left before we kill ourselves
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6. |
Parking Lot of Ideas
04:28
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Spirited sense of calm is held up like a gift
The weight strapped across my back is too heavy to lift
Each breath is laboring to bring me up to the line
Where I can step over it or look back and recline
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7. |
Dance #1
03:14
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This is just another dance song without apologies
Vibrating through the everything - get down and put yourself at ease
Isn't there some fun here somewhere?
Lightening up and getting weird
We get around to get down
This is just another dance song - a series of beats to manipulate
Cut the shit and let loose a bit, using your body to communicate
Genre is just a word, participation is preferred
If you can't dance what's the fucking point?
Too cool to move and you won't be deterred
Isn't there some fun here somewhere?
Lightening up and getting weird
We get around to get down
We get around to get down
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8. |
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We lay down our weapons
Arms tightly crossed
Eyes open brightly
Every tooth is gnashed
We're fucking happy
Ma can't you tell?
We're fucking happy
What's there to sell?
Engineered paradise is suffering
Apply your foresight to look deep inside
Lifting your arms up to the sky
We're fucking happy
Feel the beating sun
Let nature take what's owed her
And go fuck yourself
Engineered paradise is suffering
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9. |
New Age for Old Age
03:52
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It's going to be a battle until we die, but I stand with two legs
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10. |
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