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Here We Are
03:50
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Lace up your gloves,
The wind's at our backs
The sun rises high
We're on the attack
I still see the waves.
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2. |
"Bad" Blake
03:19
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There was so much that you wanted you couldn't do for yourself
We had the same hands on the same tools, neglecting all else
There was time to be cruel to be kind.
We saw ourselves in every frame, hands folding over creases
Animosity, subliminal, we'd bum rush to the deep end
Now be kind to yourself.
We brought every vice,
We weren't always nice,
The old man's advice
For restless, young guys
Who wanted to be great
We wanted to be great,
And we could have been great
Now take your own advice
And sleep through the night,
the old man had it right
Spontaneous drives
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3. |
Vambraces
03:47
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Play me a song, let it ring in the cracks of a bell
Pick the last pedal, let them know what's hymnal didn't tell everything
We thought that the story was over when we learned
That we'd have to find our own way home
And how did it feel when you got out of your own way?
There's a clear channel ringing inside for once, how does it sound?
Allitriste, cut down the vines before you shoot off your mouth
To feel such excitement again is a recourse without a description
And the past that we bent, an escape from the right touch of ruin
And your lesson is beyond disgrace,
You didn't know it, but there'd be a clearer view
Steady as she goes
If we're careful, then we'll be the danger
It's not what's foretold, wait 'til you get older
While you though you had nothing to say
To feel such excitement again is a recourse without a description
And the past that we bent, an escape from the right touch of ruin
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4. |
Spinning Leaves
03:38
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You're armed with knowledge as the day is long,
All that time thinking about what went wrong
Is all the time in the world
Your favorite bar is so discontent
A long dream about an argument
And finally, you sleep well
Everyone I've fought aligns with everyone I've loved,
Steals the silver from the screens
You see the world through misty eyes,
Birds drown out the traffic from the power lines
And the buzzards sorta' look like swans
Let's fall in love like the hopeless knight,
Bewildered everymen, sure to ignite
Then again, I don't know what I saw. . .
'Cos the smoke's a new shape with every breath intake,
Sometimes it's a ribbon, and sometimes it's a snake
A knife-edge balance between lost and free
You tried to grow, just going round and round
But spinning leaves only make their peace when they hit the ground,
Shore to shore, like Robinson Crusoe
You followed the strongest side, but where did they all go?
Shore to shore like Robinson Crusoe,
The strongest left you with only what they know
You're almost there, the clash of cotton bells
Is a sound that you can almost hear
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5. |
The Myth
03:49
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Make the mythical natural in its explanation,
I can't pursue this more than I have
And there's nothing left for me to say, except
"I love you," and "I'm proud."
It took all day to say goodbye,
As my tears froze to my face
At last turning away
There will always be more left to explore,
And may your heart not fail in the face of the unknown
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6. |
Delinquency Abound
03:11
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Out of the courthouse for the umpteenth time,
The walk never got easy, snow meets the ice
Tells grampa' that he's trying, the old timer's scorn
There's a thirst for direction the places that we're torn
I understand that destruction comes from self deciet,
But there's no better outcome from a failure to grieve
Sometimes there's no direction for fighting, young boys
Delinquents abound when they're hungry for a choice.
Treated like a criminal,
Hungry to prove
Walking through each day
With so much to do
He just looked at his coffee, and headed back to the cold
He'll have to contend for his morals of old
Sometimes there's no direction for fighting young boys
Delinquents abound when they're hungry for choice
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7. |
Self Discovery
03:51
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We stuffed our sleeves and carried all we could
With treachery every step, and our minds redesigned
Jealousy didn't save them.
An altruistic motive
We're taking loss upon loss in a war with division itself
With mask upon mask, go easy on the starving actors
Let's go to war with our own self discovery
And our minds redesigned
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Honeyjack at the stables,
I was in love once
Although,
I'm not the same
There wasn't heartbreak
When it was over
Stubborn pride,
And walking away
Pandora's box will not be re-open
The bird met the mariner's bow
Every head must bow,
Every heart must labor,
I'll confess again and again,
I'll work like a mule, but there's no going back
We didn't just have heart,
We had heart that could run fast
Couldn't help getting
Away from ourselves
Walking away with so many questions,
The bird, and the mariner's bow
Every head must bow,
Every heart must labor
I confess again and again,
To work like a mule when there's no goin' back.
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9. |
Smothered
03:50
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