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Propinquitaphobia
04:56
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I missed this morning's green that fades to brown in all my life
Have I been waiting for this? Fall's golden kiss
Sweet and slow, all my dreams to swallow
I'm scratching at the walls around my thin mind, what can I find?
These bars are all self assigned in solid lead
What's in my head? So many things left unsaid
So tell me if I'm losing touch, floating in the acid of my sin
'Cause I'm flying off the beaten track, bursting with the trouble that I'm in
Throw me, throw me overboard, bludgeon me with righteous false intent
And bear me broken to your lord, 'cause he has wrought the weapons I was lent
Worse, so much worse, my curse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, my hearse is propinquitaphobia
This masquerade is more than I can stand, my swollen heart
Is bleeding into my hands. I got my wish
I'm all on my own, so why do I feel so alone?
So push me under, hold me down, cross me off of your exclusive lists
I'm just another broken beggar weeping over chances that I've missed
Melody, oh melody, engulfed my mind in mirrors from the start
Propinquity is killing me, I think I'll sink myself into my art
Worse, so much worse, my curse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, my hearse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, my hearse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, I'm cursed with propinquitaphobia
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I Am You Are Them
08:10
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When I look up then I see it
But when I look down I am blind
Whoops I blinked, there goes my life
I’ve looked ahead and glimpsed behind
I am just another you
And after all, you’re one of them
Why don’t we care for the visions in our head?
Why don’t we care for the voices in our head?
One day, I’ll see without my eyes
One day, I’ll look back on my life
And say thank you for the memories, the pleasure and pain
Goodbye to the world and to my name
The light behind our sunken eyes
Is the light that falls down from the sky.
If I can’t read between the lines
It leaves me living in a lie
Why don’t we care for the voices in our head?
Why, why, why?
Be a good boy, do as they say
And don’t you question anything
Be a lawyer, be a doctor
So long as you don’t interfere
Cut your hair and just be normal
There’s nothing wrong with being grey
The choice is yours and don’t forget it
‘Cause it’s the trap that gets the most
It doesn’t matter what you think now
‘Cause what you feel will raise the toast
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Over Gaza
04:08
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The night is dark and silent and the air is cool and sweet
The dusty road below me pounds away beneath my feet
The sky is clear and cloudless, in the distance I can see
A far off glow, the city lights of Gaza
My heartbeat and my breath are still both under my control
Their solitary rhythm permeates my very soul
Above the wan horizon, like a distant thunder roll
I hear the bombs exploding over Gaza
A recent string of raids had all the news in flames today
They said among the dead and buried was a boy my brotherʼs age
Oh if I still believed in God, Iʼd surely kneel right down and pray
For no more bombs to echo over Gaza
Itʼs not so much a question of whoʼs wrong and who is right
Itʼs not which sideʼs to blame, or who is stronger in a fight
Only after pride is set aside will there exist a night
When no more bombs will echo over Gaza
Missiles rise, collide like fireworks!
Sirens call, shrapnel falls, and lives are buried in the dirt
Yellow buildings, charred and blackened earth
Beneath the bombs that echo over Gaza
I donʼt know what kinds of people live behind those concrete walls
And of cities in the distance, I know Gaza least of all
Even an honest man will lash out if his backʼs against the wall
Inside us all there burns a little bit of Gaza
Iʼm not one to offer council to a conflict that was spun
By years of blood and sweat and tears that soaked the ground on which I run
I canʼt begin to understand the need for kids to carry guns
For I grew up a world away from Gaza
But Oh! The bombs still echo in my head!
I donʼt know, I donʼt know whatʼs to be thought or done or said
Before the buildings echo peace instead
And war casts not a shadow over Gaza
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4. |
Safta
04:15
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A mask of purple light follows your face
And it tells the world where you’ve been
Oh, I’ve made my mind, to follow your words
For you know the world for what it is
Up with the sun and down with the moon
Your light will never fade if you stay you
The hole in the tree
Was dug by the hand you shook with me
Down, down in sand
And up, up in smoke
The eyes in the river bed
Could see the words you spoke
The sun and the moon, the same as you
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Should I still try and let you go
When your departure grieves me so
And the weather beckons snow?
Should I still sing the words I wrote
That tremble out with every note?
'Cause my songs are without hope
So if you want to blossom, run away
By me you'll wilt and fade to gray
And if you want to be happy, leave me be
'Cause no one laughs with me
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Daddy kept me locked away in a padlocked iron cage
So I spilled his tea in the light of the Boston sun
But Momma let me out one day, the winsome world to storm and play
And I left her arms and landed in a run
Momma taught me how to read, how to live and love and lead
And she bore her face on the nickel, quarter, and dime
And on the day that Momma died, I cried and cried and cried
As her words were lost in the foggy haze of time
I have held a lot of guns, baby, I have held a lot of guns
And assaulted anyone and everyone
I went and took a lot of lives, just to enterprise my strife
Iʼve wallowed in the web of corruption, greed, and crime
But none chastised me so as that ghost of long ago
Who pleaded from the face of the nickel, quarter, and dime
I have held a lot of guns, baby, I have held a lot of guns
And assaulted anyone and everyone
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7. |
Success
03:30
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They say success can lead to happiness, but I donʼt know
‘Cause even when we all look up and see the stars
We see the morning has come and gone, but our words will hang till dawn
Open your eyes.
They say that money can make you free, but I donʼt know
ʻCause even when I bought the world I couldnʼt see
Whatʼs the use of gold, if it canʼt soothe your soul?
Open your eyes.
Satisfactionʼs elusive hand is pulling me ʻround
When my desires I satisfy, the paradox I amplify, the void still gets me down
Though we work to buy more stuff, we never have enough
Open your eyes.
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8. |
Aboard Today
03:50
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9. |
James
03:37
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Got an eye on the platform, the other one’s on home
It’s a game that we play, why’s it taking so long?
Got a hand on the phone book, the other one is waving
And if you can’t see me, then your eyes must be shut
Got a foot on a mountain, the other one’s at sea
And if I can’t find you then please
Won’t you come, won’t you come back to me?
The trees have lost all their leaves.
It’s getting too cold to sleep
And I can’t remember the last time we played
In the sand by the side of the road
Well the letters you sent me, yeah they were all empty.
You spit out the words like a gun.
And of all the mistakes, that we can all make
Yeah, yours were by far the worst ones
So won’t you come, won’t you come back to me?
The trees can lose all their leaves
If it gets too cold too sleep
Then why can’t we sit like we used to before
In the sand by the side of the road?
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10. |
The Integer
06:08
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As I, my undulating mind, lay caught in self repose
A vision grasped my unguarded mask, and tore me from my throes
I broke upon a cloudy dawn, before the dew had dried
And cleft the mistʼs white knuckled fists, by centuries fortified
I called aloud into the clouds that circled ʻround the sky
But no reply was mine to hide, for no one spoke but I
I sought the source of my life force in all that lived and breathed
And echoed wide the mountain side, but no one answered me
The silence tore a hole in me that I could not repair
And all my insecurities burst from my mouth like air
“Will you take from me more than I give to you?
Will you break me if I put my trust in you?
If I love you will you turn your back on me?
Am I a snippet of thread or is fate just a fallacy?
All that you say and all that you do
And all that you think will come right back to you
When your life is trite, you will see a white light
All your worries will be overcome with a sense of peace
How can it be? Iʼm a man of good deeds
But such tremulous faith does not make sense to me
Oh am I just a fool? For I know not whatʼs true
Yet I feel I must choose, oh what am I to do?”
This I shouted wide, my helpless cry, that existential moan
To abdicate to blinded faith, or go the road alone?
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Jackson Hughes and Hagay Haut Phoenixville, Pennsylvania
Jackson Hughes and Hagay Haut are an acoustic duo from Kimberton, PA.
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