1. |
Model of a Man
03:43
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Model of a man
Now where do I stand
In the bends or in the tide
Imposed or right beside
Imprisoned in my walk
In my speech and how I talk
Instilled in my strum
In the rhythm of my run
So I try to break free by standing stark still
Try to break free through shear force of will
I can't cut this umbillical feed that's giving me something I do and do not need
No man, no man, no man, is able, is ready to stay just where they stand
No man, no man, no man, is able, is ready to stay just where they stand
I woke up and my father was awake
Come closer
Come closer
Before the dawn breaks
I held his hand into a pitch black sky
And I waited and waited for the dawn to pass me by
To pass me by
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2. |
Daughters and Sons
04:06
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I am one who is split right in two
One side is me and one side is you
Telling myself that a man has really got to choose
Between a house and home
Between the town and the city
Where they treat their daughters and sons
Who treat their daughters and sons
Like they are the only ones
In the ground, in the dirt, way down deep
You'll find the roots of a family tree
That's thirsty as hell cause no water has touched its leaves
Under one sky
Between the town and the city
Where they treat their daughters and sons
Who treat their daughters and sons
Like they are the only ones
They are the only ones
There's a push and pull and shadow that walks with you
They walk side by side, never to talk at the same time
You must allow them to be on their own
Cause if you don't they will lose the step that you own
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3. |
As We March
05:35
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Falls off her chair
Just to let them know she is there
No one comes
No one calls her name
No one to help her win this guessing game
I met a holy rival walking amongst the flames
I was sad to see she walked there in vain
She said "Do you see just what I see? Do you hear just what I hear?"
As we march
As we march
As we stand at attention
Never stopping to question the acsension
Pushes in her chair
This time to let them know she don't really care
With a stick and a drum
She will bang out a rhythm
I met a holy rival walking amongst the flames
She was sad to see I walked there in vain
She said "Do you see just what I see? Do you hear just what I hear?"
As we march
As we march
As we stand at attention
Never stopping to question the ascension
I met a holy rival walking amongst the flames
She was sad to see I walked there in vain
As we march
As we march
As we march
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4. |
For the Daylight
03:10
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Leave this place
Leave it to not come back
Heard about self-made men
Who never did learn to cry
Blood on the boots that tracked this well worn path
Rise
Watched it move
Without a word from me
Bullet train it becomes
Helpless we are to be
We can rest our heads
For the daylight
With a kiss on the cheek and on the shoulder
I will keep from you
And this helping's getting old while we get older
I will keep from you
Can you blame what so many do
Leave this place
Leave it to not come back
Wanted to own this land
Wanted to own the past
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5. |
Predict the Fall
04:44
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Is there a flower or a greeting card
To say the future's future's safe
A thousand mattresses at the bottom
To break the fall we all know is coming
I put my heart, I put a ring in a box
Velvet crush on a satin bed
Please do not answer until I say
Lift up the carpet so to sweep away
Predict the fall
Predict the bloom
They're here at once
Wait
For it to pass
You get born
You get left
You decide how it ends
Some people wait for an enemy
Some people wait for a shooting star
It's good to know what's happening inside
But when her lips change places with pride
You better wait
For it to pass
You get born
You get left
You decide how it ends
You get born
You get left
You decide how it ends
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6. |
Ashe Tree
05:21
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You can hit
You can block
You can take
A punch or two
Still that might not be good enough
For a kid like you
Yes mam
No sir
Thank you much
These eyes won't stare
To belong
To feel in place
What is the price to get there
No man will be undone
By present powers that be
Stand up, stand up don't run
Cause freedom don't come for free
Sleeping 'neath the ashe tree
Seasons will come, seasons will go
It never stops
The winter will come and the winter will go
Now he's back with a fever and a chill
His arms are sore
And the man who used to shake his hand
Won't anymore
Put down your shovel and dirt
Put down your etched in stone
Pocket your sense of worth
There's something that he'd like to own
That no man will be undone
By present powers that be
Stand up, stand up don't run
Cause freedom don't come for free
Sleeping 'neath the ashe tree
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7. |
Rabbit
03:45
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Here she comes out of the dark
Holding nothing but mercy
Rabbit what do you need from me
A promise for a bottle of milk
A cup for the rain
We were running to this town
Loosing count of all the days
Just a few steps from the mouth
When you turned to me to say
Lay by my wife
Here her sigh
Lips slightly open
Her touch says it's alright
And her smile says nothings been broken
We were running to this town
Loosing count of all the days
Just a few steps from the mouth
When you turned to me to say
We are two lens for no more
We are three thoughts right away
Doesn't matter where rabbit runs
Where she runs is where we'll stay
Come on hold her for awhile
Come on whisper out her name
Doesn't matter where rabbit runs
Where she runs is where we'll stay
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8. |
Dreaming with Eyes Open
07:58
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They'll be millions of us for sure
Eating bread
They'll be no system abhorred
No one well fed
Free and easy they'll be coming for you
Free and easy will the billy play it's tune
And sorrow can't be felt when the masses are soothed
When my child's child is born into the gulf
Easy will be the choice they make for themselves
It's a luxury
This singing we do
Back to work before sun kills moon
And sorrow can't be felt when the masses are soothed
Then the waiting will be done
And we will be right here
Dreaming with eyes open
And that used to be a dirty word
When the end was the gold
And the gold was the worth
Now sorrow can't be felt
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House of Affection Los Angeles, California
In song borne by an auroral mind, Max Tepper moulds the elements with one hand and offers with the other. Twisting strings in the pitch, Phil Cobb undulates a line to form. There is a house that is watched, with the right hand, a heartbeat. A House of Affection. ... more
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