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Cranes
04:41
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Shadow’s spreading like a stain,
Across the borders that run like the veins,
in your arms that are raised like the cranes
that are slashing the city skyline
And our Fathers are insane,
Watch them feeding reason to the flames,
And our Mothers are not to blame,
we are here now and they have already paid
The line was snaking around the bend,
Can’t see the beginning or the end,
Can you meet your neighbor’s eye my friend,
in broad daylight, or do you hide inside?
Now the river’s roaring like a train,
And the current’s crazy from the rains,
And the blood that runs in your veins,
is as cold as the eagle’s eye
And the missing tried to explain,
But no one was listening, no one was taking names,
The pride of a nation has been erased,
drowned in waves of shame
We draw the line again and again,
but each time we’re further from the end,
I think we’d better start again,
while we still can, or die trying
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Smoked
05:07
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Watch them attack, when the hive starts to smoke,
Inflamed and enraged, they are blind in the haze,
Hear the buzzing, feel the stinging,
when you stumble on their nest,
And they halo around your head,
Do you lie still and play dead?
Once we’ve been released, we will never be the same,
We’ll be turned by the wind, and forget from where we came,
Shadow’s crawling, ghosts are calling,
How will we answer them?
Will we answer?
When they ask us again and again?
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3. |
Binoculars
05:18
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We live in,
a time when,
We can’t look,
we duck our heads,
Sea of lies,
reshapes us
The riptides,
will take us
Prey has eyes,
on both sides,
Birds alight,
shadows fly,
When they can,
they will land,
In the sand,
or in your hand
We’re in the shadow,
of the giants,
And the gods are,
fighting like lions,
We’ve got to shelter,
it’s Helter Skelter
Go undercover,
stick together,
We’ve got to ride out,
some nasty weather,
We’re in the valley,
of Goliath,
And we must be,
lionhearted,
Carve your name,
in the bark,
Burn a trail,
leave a scar,
Vision shifts,
the fog will lift,
And we will see,
across the rift
Right now, it seems so far,
Right now, we’ve got the power,
Now…
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4. |
Overblown
04:09
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We just hate what we don’t understand,
We’ve got no patience for our fellow man,
No quarter given nothing ever gained,
We deny but we cannot explain,
We can talk but we will never change,
We have tried but we are still the same
Everything’s so overblown,
It either floods or is as dry as a bone,
She could never bring the rain,
Now you’re going down in flames
Realignment, reassignment game,
Reassign and realign your brain,
We’ll fill every hole with all your pain,
We’ll fill the emptiness with all the rain,
Here we go again once more,
From the churches, and out the door,
Past the memories that have been left behind,
To the scene of the crime
We just hate what we don’t understand,
We’ve got no patience for our fellow man
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5. |
Queasy
03:56
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I’m so tired,
of this endless stream of filth,
Keep it clean now,
keep it above the belt,
You are punching way above your weight my friend,
I’m afraid of how this is going to end
I can’t claim that,
I never meant the things I said,
It’s all related,
to the seed that you planted
I see such disease and I feel uneasy,
I feel such dis-ease, and it makes me queasy
Fool me once and it’s your fault they said,
but you’re never going to take the blame,
Don’t look at me as if I’m acting strange,
because I see you and you should be ashamed
We’re not broken,
though we certainly have cracked,
I’m not joking,
what they took we won’t get back,
I see such disease and it makes me queasy,
I cannot believe that we gave up so easy
Fool me once and it’s your fault they said,
but you’re never going to take the blame,
Don’t look at me as if I’m acting strange,
because I see you and you should be ashamed
Won’t say your name, won’t say your name
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6. |
From the Fire
03:21
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From the fire, into the fire,
I get the feeling, that you’re inspired,
You’re the fuel and I’m the pyre,
My consumption is your desire,
From the fire, into the fire,
Burning our fear, the great divider,
Flames ascending ever higher,
Searing your tears, melting your eyes
As we wait for immolation,
And pray we rise to the occasion,
Shapes are shifting in the shimmer,
See the faces in the glimmer
From the fire, into the fire,
Following behind the Pied Piper,
Smoke signals, sent to the liars,
Seeding the clouds with fear as they rise,
Burning blue, red and white,
There’s no time for fight or flight,
The panic room is getting tight,
and my head is feeling light,
In a state of willful suspension,
sacrifice your condescension,
Thoughts and prayers for our saviors,
Now alone upon their dais
From the fire, into the fire,
From the fire, into the fire,
From the fire, into the fire,
From the fire, into the fire
In a whirlwind of suspicion,
pump the bellows of ambition,
Thoughts and prayers for our nation,
in suspended animation,
As we wait for confirmation,
vaccination or salvation,
Flames are rising to the ether,
and you fear you feel a fever
From the fire, into the fire,
From the fire, into the fire,
From the fire, into the fire,
and you fear you feel a fever
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7. |
The Plan
05:20
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I don’t know why I find the fog so comforting,
just like old movies in black and white,
I can almost see the shape of everything,
and the difference between the
dark and light,
and the difference between the dark and light
Be thankful for what you’ve got,
Sometimes the truth is not,
what it’s cracked up to be,
in reality,
It’s not that hard to see,
things are not what they seem,
This is no lucid dream,
where you can fly away,
to safety
Everyone’s just trying to get by,
Trying on each other’s alibis,
And looking like they’re gonna
hold up a bank,
In their bandanas and their masks,
But we’ll get left holding the bag
Stand where you stand,
Don’t follow commands,
Everyone has got a theory,
Everybody’s got a plan
For how they’ll save their lives,
or how they’ll suicide,
But I just want to fly,
to somewhere else in time
I’ll plan our escape,
I’ll take you to someplace,
Where nothing’s black or white,
and there’s no darkness only light
And shadows will not fall,
And voices do not call,
And there is room for all,
Nobody’s climbing the walls
Climbing the walls
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8. |
Revelation Time
04:45
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Don’t want to bring you down,
Don’t want to hold you back from nothing,
I’m waiting on the ground,
just in case something happens
I want to be there,
You say I’m always gone,
I want to come home,
but I don’t want to be alone.
Wherever you are,
somewhere else is always better,
You’re always moving on,
I don’t mind as long as we’re together
I want to be there,
You say I’m always gone,
I want to come home
I can only see myself,
I must have closed my eyes,
When did you change your mind?
Is it revelation time?
Will you be back again,
Or have we reached the end ?
I’ll ask you one more time,
Is it revelation time?
Wherever you go,
I know you will always wonder,
What we could have been,
What was just around the corner
But I won’t be there,
And you’re already gone,
And we’re not going home
Do I still have the right,
to see inside your head?
I could almost see the light,
but I could not read your mind
I’ll be back again,
I’ll never leave my friends,
We’ve got to hold the line,
in the revelation time
Can you turn down the noise,
so you can hear my voice,
Do you recognize,
it’s revelation time?
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9. |
Remain
03:47
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I want to walk you,
I want to walk you,
Down to the seashore,
one more time
The waves are lashing,
The waves are crashing,
I watch you laughing as they knock us down
The sea might wash away,
where we wrote our names,
Memories might fade,
but I’ll still feel the same
Back in the country,
Back in the city,
where you were born,
I will wait
If you get lost,
If you get lonely,
find your way home while it still remains
The wind might blow away,
everything we’ve saved,
And we both must know,
that everything will change, someday
The sea might wash away,
where we wrote our names,
Memories might fade,
but we will still remain
I want to walk you,
I want to walk you,
Down to the seashore,
one more time
The waves are lashing,
The waves are crashing,
I watch you laughing as they knock us down
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10. |
Tolls
05:51
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I know that you’re tripping,
the light’s fantastic,
With your new flame,
who you constantly toast
But every time,
I see,
a photo,
of you,
I feel,
like I’m looking,
at a ghost
There’s something in your smile,
that is so unnatural,
Your eyes are out of focus,
and the lines are blurred,
Between then,
and now,
and before,
and,
After,
The clouds are just bruises in the sky,
Purple and majestic,
flashing electric,
and the hail feels like nails,
and it pierces the veil
Of confusion,
Of your illusion,
You’re going to lose her again,
In the fusion,
of your delusions
And they’re deep as a well,
And they’re blue as a bell,
And every toll,
paves the road,
That will unfold
to her, and to your hell
Oh bluebell,
The road will unfold
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Thalia Zedek Band Boston, Massachusetts
Thalia Zedek has one of the most enduring and distinctive voices in modern rock music — a voice like no other — that can be heard in her work with some of the most groundbreaking underground bands, from Uzi and Live Skull to Come. Since 2001, Zedek has been making music under her own name, releasing a string of critically acclaimed albums. ... more
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