1. |
Blood
04:10
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The more I run the farther away it seems
What is green is always more than a yard away
Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
In between what we mean and the things we say
I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
I’m a slave to the pages I throw away
To create, complicate, it’s the same damn thing
Once it’s made, I’m too good to appreciate
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
Keep the pretty people listening
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
Charges floatin' round the audience
I’m biting my tongue
But the words don’t come
It’s in the air it’s in the atmosphere
I can hear but I can’t tell what it’s telling me
Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
I’m afraid if I love it they won’t agree
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Art is work, work is love
Reminding us why we do it
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Art is work, work is love
Forget yourself for the music
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
Keep the pretty people listening
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
Charges floatin' round the audience
I’m biting my tongue
But the words don’t come
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2. |
Genius
03:12
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I can’t get to sleep, somethin’ over me
I can feel it, can you feel it?
Hear it whispering, I can hear it sing
What's it sayin, what's it sayin?
Get up half awake, put a pen to page
No patience, overtaken
Pouring like the rain, simply can’t explain
Feel a rush like a river it's
It’s here and gone
Like thunder
Could it be some kind of a voice or sign
Visiting from somewhere outside
It hits me like the salty crash of sand and tide
Im thinking this genius isn’t mine
Voice is breaking down, I can’t make a sound
I can't say it, wanna say it
Try to force it out, switch the words around
Try to fake it, formulate it
Just when I give up, think I tried hard enough
Pullin nothin outta nothin
I can feel it touch, I can feel it’s love
All at once, like a runner
It’s here and gone
Like thunder
Could it be some kind of a voice or sign
Visiting from somewhere outside
It hits me like the smash of matter when stars collide
I’m thinking this genius isn’t mine
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3. |
Moving Mountains
03:46
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Hit, hit that switch
Turn your heart in to make commission
Take part in the mass tradition of
Work when you wake
Till your head falls to your conclusion
Money comes before the movement of
The people the sick and stressed out
People who keep their heads down
We don’t have any time to live
The world won’t keep it’s own rotation
We make up the whole foundation
They tell us were getting what we give
Everyday a mountain we will move but tell me what is it for?
Inch after inch, till we just can’t climb anymore
Losing all the love between the lines dividing rich and the poor
Are we working to live, are we living to work more?
Look straight ahead
With a smile on to show your patience
Climbing up the ladder like you’re told
Love what you do
If you don’t, fake a disposition
Follow through with blind ambition for
The future, it’s lookin’ sweet
The future is all we need
Cause sooner or later we’ll be free
Not right now, I’m way too busy
Counting down, the days go quickly
Stick around, get down with the disease
Everyday a mountain we will move but tell me what is it for?
Inch after inch, till we just can’t climb anymore
Losing all the love between the lines dividing rich and the poor
Are we working to live, are we living to work more?
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4. |
Pencils
03:31
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Build a house and
Buy a car and
Find a body that’s warm
Take that pill and
Fill those arms un
Til they’re tired and sore
I need this every now and then
I need this till I need again
Just when I've finally found that thing, that high, everything I was looking for
Just for a moment in time, I’m fine till the bells cry out cause I know in my core I want
More
Dress it up and
Paint it red and
Call it what you want
Hunger talks and
Hunger asks and
I cannot turn it off
It haunts me every now and then
But it holds me, till it hurts again
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5. |
The Seed
03:35
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Every single thing I read making me upset
Scrolling through my daily feed on the internet
What is it that people need? How do we reset?
We all grew from the same seed, but we all forget
That everybody can connect, but instead of that
Were private and were separate, never overlap
We walk around on the defense, are we holding back?
What you give is what you get, and what we’ve got is
Nothing, sitting in our bedrooms day and night, while we try
To leave something beautiful behind
How do we do that?
Lock our doors and analyze, making notes and plans
Then play it back a thousand times, till we understand
Were beautiful with open eyes, live while you can
But were expected to create, on a strict routine
While living in an office space, staring at a screen
We miss out while we sit and wait, when we haven’t seen
What the world will help us make, because we all have
Something, calling us to bring it to the light, so we try
To leave something beautiful behind
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