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That speck on the horizon—
My ship is coming
Coming to turn night to day
Sunlight feels like winning—
A new beginning
The freedom feels just like night and day
Laughter leaves a line under your eyes
You won’t recognize
You as the time flies like night and day
That ship on the horizon
Keeps me dreaming of things to come
That ship on the horizon
Carries my dreams into the sun . . .
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2. |
Choke Down
04:03
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Your anger seems misplaced
‘Cause these steps can be retraced
Back to you
You mix it up
You choke it down
Give it to the crowd that’s building
After you cast your vote
My hands were tied
When you shoved your humble pie
Down my throat
You mix it up
You choke it down
Give it to the crowd that’s building
Some new direction
Under your protection
You turn history around
With the cool aid you choke down
The lengths to which you go
To hurt people you don’t know
You say they’re taking your stuff away
You say they want to make you a slave
I’m sick and tired
Everyday some new distortion
It’s a new direction
Under your protection
You turn history around
With the cool aid you choke down
You have got a big god and his son
He will protect you and your gun
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3. |
Miscast
03:59
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I work on the scene with you
The words choke me up like they always do
And when they start rolling at last
I think my time has past
This role has been miscast . . .
You stand center stage again
I call out your name and walk slowly in
It’s not that I long for the past
Just something that will last
This role has been miscast . . .
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4. |
Hypocrites Bleed
04:11
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Baited—
Pulled in and lured to safety
Fated—
Sedated and fit to obey
With cross in hand of porcelain clay
You wanted to save me
The sound in the barrel vault
The echo remains
Comes back to betray me
You beg
You plead
Those hypocrites bleed
You scratch
And you’ll see
Those hypocrites bleed
Mountain—
I’m climbing and reaching for your warm hand
Hoping my wait is over
I want to live without any pain
I want you to save me
But I’m not in a rush
To do what it takes
To send myself away
Mercy, that’s what you promised . . .
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5. |
Tea Party
04:36
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You
You’ve heard so much
You’ve heard so much you can’t take it no more
You
You know where to turn
You know where to turn to get your head full
So full of shit
All that they feed you
You devour it
You
You’ve heard the call
You’ve heard a call to arms better hit the street now
You
You make an ugly sign
Suffering, god-loving, angry white folks
You’re such a joke
Throw out some read meat
You chomp at the bit
Throw out some hellfire
You buy into it
You’ve got Nazis on your sign and money on your mind
The freedom to be dumb, to be dumb is yours
Like holy writ
Throw out some red meat
You chomp at the bit
Throw out some hellfire
You buy into it
You’ve got Nazis on your sign and money on your mind
The freedom to be dumb, to be dumb is yours
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6. |
Alive Again
04:33
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I see an orange grove
Lush and green
A house in the clearing
From the 19th century
A dark-haired woman
Children three
Totally distant
But all known intimately
By me . . .
I see an old man
Boy on his knee
Full of the hubris
I mistook for bravery
Ten years have gone by
Since all the sunlight
Drained into something
Buried somewhere underground
It comes alive again
It comes alive again
Don’t want to remember
It comes alive again
I never dreamed I’d see you again
I see you everywhere that I turn
Ten years have gone by
Since all the sunlight
Drained underground
It comes alive again
Found the X the marks the wretched heart’s burial ground
And in your buried treasure, expecting pound for pound
To rejoice in what I found
Some attempt to make it right
Now ten years have gone into something,
Into something buried underground
Imagine my surprise
Imagine my surprise
That nothing was saved
No mention was made
No gesture was paid
And no bond remains
Nothing remains . . .
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7. |
Burning Embers
04:34
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In the breeze I’m lost again on roads
Burned by moonlight and ash
From so many fires that children set
With their desire to feel love . . .
Coming home to burning embers
You remember just where you are
It’s all delusion
What I believed so long
It’s all confusion
What I believed so long
On the road I only see unfold
In my mind’s eye I see
The orange glow hover on horizons
That possess the power to give love . . .
Coming home to burning embers
You remember just where you are
It’s all delusion
What I believed so long
It’s all confusion
What I believed so long
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8. |
Stargazing
03:30
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It took me so long to arrive here
With an emptiness that I fear
Will ring out like a mission bell
But it’s just a tempest in a sea shell,
A savior without belief,
A faith that gave itself to a thief—
Like the devil to his hell
The wisher returns to the well
Dive into the sea
The sea of stars
Of stars that seem . . .
Like an end that’s starting
Like a bee before the sting
Like a love that’s falling
I’m a loner stargazing
Stargazing . . .
At you and me
Inside a dream
A dream of stars
Of stars that seem . . .
Like an end that’s starting
Like a bee before the sting
Like a love that’s falling
I’m a loner stargazing
Stargazing . . .
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9. |
Up High
04:45
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Looking for cracks in a ceiling of stars
Clutching my compass, I wonder where you are
Sunday’s for drinking to the phantom on high
Wipe my mouth with my sleeve
Tip my glass to the sky
And you’re way up, way up high . . .
My gramps used to say that the mysteries were fine
Stale bread on the table, near the vinegar wine
But you’re way up, way up high . . .
Doubt creeps in and starts a fire
I warm my hands and rest awhile
Weary from so many miles
I don’t know what to believe, don’t know what to say
They say I’ve thrown my life away
While they cram excuses in their heads like cats in a bag
And they’re biting and scratching me. . .
And you’re way up, way up high . . .
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Love
Is what I want to feel
Is it real in a world so betrayed?
A world I can’t save from itself
Or interrupt
It’s just too busy breaking up at the seams
Can’t redeem what no one wants to own
In such an empty place
I can’t leave all I believe
behind in the dust
In a world I can’t save from itself
Or interrupt
It’s just too busy breaking up at the seams
Can’t redeem what no one wants to own
And I don’t care about the haters
I don’t care about obstacles
I’m reaching out
Nothing can stop me from reaching you
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