1. |
Running Nowhere
04:00
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Tear a hole in this concrete
Barefoot callus blackened by the want to be the movement I can hear
A yearning I can’t cheat
I’ll run on water if it takes me where I’m clear
(Chorus)
Footfalls, the pulse that keeps time breathing
To the
Brick walls, reach and vault higher to the burning sky
Where she
Recalls, this is how we feel that we are leaving
When the
Bell tolls, just running nowhere from no one
Fly to keep a pace with morning
Crossing midnight lights a north star somewhere deep inside my bones
A welcome forewarning
I’m staying here between the light and storm and stone! (sustained)
(Chorus)
Footfalls, the pulse that keeps time breathing
To the
Brick walls, reach and vault higher to the burning sky
Recall, this is how we feel that we are leaving
When the
Bell tolls…
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2. |
Sunlight Ammunition
02:55
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I’ll pay to make you smile
Cut you loose to fall a mile
Turn the dial
Up to eleven for a day.
Walk seething down the aisle;
Our childhood’s on trial
And my denial’s
All that’s keeping me awake!
(Chorus)
With my sunlight ammunition I will brighten up your thoughts
I will pierce the clouds with bullets holes, and cut clean through the knots.
Sleep is for the wicked, so let’s run like we’ll be caught—
I will riddle you with sunshine if you give me a clear shot!
The Reaper’s grin beguiles
O, revere it and revile
What it riles
In the hoard that’s come to pray.
Well ain’t this just our style?
Let’s go hunt like prey awhile
In my asyl-
-lum on the edge of far away!
With my sunlight ammunition I will brighten up your thoughts
I will pierce the sky with bullet holes, and stare ‘till I see spots.
Sleep is for the wicked, so let’s run like we’ll be caught.
I will riddle you with sunshine: just give me a clear shot!
With your sunlight ammunition won’t you brighten up my thoughts?
Won’t you pierce the sky with bullet holes, and cut clean through the knots?
The battlefield’s a playground, so let’s run like we’ll be caught.
Please riddle me with sunshine, here’s your one and only shot!
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3. |
This Time
04:34
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This time I’m falling down…
I’ve got
A smudge on my mirror
I’ve got
A raindrop in my tear
I’ve
Got...
I’ve got
An under spoken word
I’ve
Got
No reason to be heard
I’ve lost
The charm to the memory
I was saving for this very day
I--!
(Chorus)
This time I’m falling down
This time I’ll stay on the ground
I won’t look away ‘till I’ve found
Whatever keeps shaking me!
I’m not
The patronizing sort
I’ve got
No witty retort
I
Can’t…
I’m still
Beneath this shrouded veil
I will
Live to tell my tale
But I’d
Kill
Time for driving on
When I just had to stay here
I--!
(Chorus)
I don’t know how you hear me
Down here
But you do
I don’t know how you hear me
Out there
But you do
Thank you
And I’ll do this for you if you
Need
Me
To
(Chorus x2)
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4. |
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Had it up to here today
Bureaucratic interplay;
Thanks for coming sick to work
And sharing with us all.
Stubbed my toe; who moved the chair?
Mop water everywhere.
I did you a favor
And you let me take the fall.
Something’s building in my lungs
Or in my fist
But that’s a bell can’t be un-rung
So I’ll fantasize on this:
(Chorus)
Let’s pretend I threw the punch
Made somebody lose their lunch
Cracked a jaw and bruised an eye
Cause I’d rather just pretend than cry
What made you think that joke was fine?
Why should all your tastes trump mine?
Wake up early for what I hate--
Why bother when they’re always late?
An expert from one article,
Drone on, I got it long ago.
Break his heart, mess with her head
And something in me wants you dead.
Something’s building in my lungs
Or in my fist
But that’s a bell can’t be un-rung
So I’ll fantasize on this:
(Chorus)
Accept the fault, take the hit;
Communicate, you hypocrites;
I told you that in confidence;
Kill me with indifference.
Wearing self-absorption like a badge I should adore! (Hey!)
A kind hand not returned in kind.
So-called merit inherits blind.
Your shallowness is fathomless
Here I’m standing powerless
You wonder why I do not trust so easy anymore! (Hey!)
(Chorus)
Oh, I would never throw the punch
Hear me out, it’s just a hunch
Best not to act in my anger—
Just breathe and act out of it later.
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5. |
Nothing Left To Find
02:49
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The future man had no heartbeat
He had no heart at all
Done away with long ago
He lost it standing tall
The man lost his heartbeat
Did with it go his soul?
Will the lack of pain and agony
Take its wicked toll?
Is this all we have in store?
Is this all that we've fought for?
(Chorus)
Nothing left to find
Rarity is rarified
We have it all but lost our minds
Hard not to be terrified
Nothing left to find
Rarity is rarified
We won it all on a stupid bet
The odds we took we'll soon forget
The future took his heartbeat
And yet he still lives on
Reliant on his child above
His purpose truly gone
Gone now is the heartbeat
That kept us all in time
This flawless wretched human beast
With no wit, art, or rhyme
Is this all we have in store?
Is this all that we've fought for?
(Chorus)
The man gave up his heartbeat
And for it gained the earth
Would we think the price too steep?
Is that all a heart is worth?
(Chorus)
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6. |
Broken Code
05:47
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Something didn’t click, and the lock just didn’t catch;
Now the moment’s torn apart, and the pieces here don’t match
The tongue’s a funny thing, and we say it can be tied
But what if you can’t cinch the knot?
Why can it outpace a thought?
Now my heart is rot
And I taste a new divide.
“No more,” you told yourself, just leave it in the past
Did you believe what you first promised or how you acted last?
Is change real or wanted? I could ask myself the same;
The choice seems weighted
Uncalculated
And we’ve all obeyed it
No matter what they claim.
And I know that you tried, that your faults are not a ruse;
Hell, I know what it’s like to fight yourself and lose.
(Chorus)
There’s an itch, there’s a twitch, there’s something like a glitch,
A misplaced zero in the backyard of the brain.
It’s not insane, it’s worse, it’s thoroughly mundane,
The tear in the logic, the rhythm of the pain—
Maybe we’re the crooked ones, and it’s not just the road—
Maybe all we are inside is a mess of broken code.
Is your heartbeat just as loud as you try to fall asleep?
3 AM, I should be under, and the thought could make me weep.
Frozen while I’m running, running far away in thought—
It’s done, but still replaying
I think my brain is fraying
And I’ll be paying
Up tomorrow, fearing what I’ve wrought.
And I promise you I tried; that my faults are not a ruse;
Don’t you know what it’s like to fight yourself and lose?
(Chorus)
I have my glitches too,
But I’d never forgiven you—
I thought I had more time.
You broke a code, but I’ve shattered my share
I clung to my hate, and now you’re not there
To see me let it go.
If I can’t always trust, I’ll learn to release,
And maybe, amidst the missteps,
I can still find some peace.
There’s an itch, there’s a twitch, there’s something like a glitch,
A misplaced zero in the backyard of the brain.
It’s not insane, it’s worse, it’s thoroughly mundane,
The tear in the logic, the rhythm of the pain—
Maybe we’re the crooked ones, and it’s not just the road—
Maybe all we are inside is a mess of broken--
--itch, there’s a twitch, there’s something like a glitch,
A misplaced zero in the backyard of the brain.
Unless we understand, it will always be our bane—
I’ll cover for your cracks, but be ready for the rain.
We are the crooked ones, together on the road,
And I admire you for walking, even with the broken code.
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