1. |
Closure Peak
04:22
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I hate space
fine for the moment
if I knew where to get it
entails
small worlds
hard up for closure
if I knew where to get it
I'd be saved
from pain
passed out on the floor
and out of these cuffs
times up
and then she's gone baby out of the door
and as I started to peak
I believed Steve
he said we came from
one of these trees
and looking at the spirals
in the leaves
the sky melts
away
and in
case
things don't get better
don't get down for the moment
things change
people won't
want to believe
that you've found something different
but they're all the same
way
and I don't want to tell her
I'm a slave to the paper
and I don't even wander
very far from my station
and I live far away
but you'll think I'm your neighbor
and I could save souls
if they'd slow down and let me
Hey
it's ok
I'm awake
what's the matter
and she rattled
through the night
like a baby
on a dryer
about the world
and her faith
and the absent
holy father
I said either he wants to but he can't
so he won't even bother
or he can but he won't
because he's come
to his senses
I said
neither one is better
if he's never there when you need him
this time
And when she fell
fast asleep
it was five in the morning
and my head
turned the wheels
for an alternate reason we're here
cause this one is a lie
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2. |
Life in a Tar Pit pt.3
03:12
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It's all
alright
poles are shifting
schizms fixing
with time
so incite
your mind
to prepare you for the truths
you might find
These nights
go by
whipping through the sky's
constellations
as I
try
to find
what little sanity
i must have come with
Think twice
once for each mind
you know you might get caught up in
your own life
before
you find
that there's no death
and you're dying for life
These eyes
won't lie
unless you're only keeping one eye open
I find
there's time
and space
to which we aren't awake to
A light is on your mind
that light is all alie
we're winged moths in the night
don't get too close to the light
it comes as no surprise they fried
don't cling to your mortal life
this die has many sides
but not till you roll the die
spotlights are on your mind
that spotlight is just a bribe
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3. |
Tribes
04:03
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I'd better write
before the tribe
thinks I died
cause I don't go anywhere
and there's blood on everything
and there's no note anywhere
explaining anything
As they light
an effigy
in case I'd survived
cause I could be anywhere
and they don't know everything
yeah there's gossip everywhere
but it don't mean anything
I'd better write
before the tribe
thinks I lied
Cause we don't get anywhere
and we've all lost everything
yeah we're stuck not anywhere
and we keep pretending we'll get out clean
but we wont get anywhere
cause we're stuck in everything
and the past is everywhere
and it consumes everything
And we won't get anywhere
if they don't start listening
but there's evil everywhere
and we keep pretending we get out clean
but we won't get anywhere
if we're scared of everything
we don't understand
Cause we don't get anywhere
we don't get anywhere
I'd better write
before the tribe
thinks I lied
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4. |
The Breathing Clouds
04:08
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You held your light
under control
you held your light
over the places not to go
I said you're right
I had to light
I had to show you
how to right
a sinking ship
before it goes
to mutiny
the raging sea
the breathing clouds
the falling out
the call is louder in the dark
I'm splitting wood
my hands are warm with blood and sin
You held on tight
to your control
up to the point
to spite you face
you take your nose
I worked at night
I had to fight
I had to take you on your word
and even then
I couldn't trust the open sea
in front of me
the feelings drown
the purging out
the sound is louder
as they shout
I'm losing time
my legs are starting to give
the floor is warm with sweat and gin
Where do I begin
when I'm so deep in
that it's right up to my chin
and it wearing thin
and as everybody sins
the end draws in
and I don't know where i've been
and it's starting to sink in
and I don't know where i've been
and it's starting to sink in
and I don't know where i've been
and it's starting to sink in
that it's already too late
that it's already too late
Where do I begin
when I'm so deep in
that it's right up to my chin
and it wearing thin
and as everybody sins
the end draws in
and I don't know where i've been
and it's starting to sink in
and I don't know where i've been
and it's starting to sink in
and I don't know where i've been
and it's starting to sink in
that it's already too late
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5. |
Deadbolts
06:02
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You're walking home
from work alone
you're walking slow
and you try to convince yourself
that you're on the right road
with right hopes
and you try to convince yourself
as all of your innocence is exposed
Your eyes are closed
you're finally home
you take off your clothes
as you try to convince yourself
that you're on the right road
with right hopes
as all of your innocence is exposed
as you try to protect yourself
with deadbolts
from dead souls
in the night
but they're still entering
I know it's overwhelming
how they all rush at once tonight
Now that you're home
you can't turn off
you can't turn off
all
of your love
has been lost
has been lost
if that day should come
and I'm gone
do not resuscitate me
cause I won't pick up the call
if Im not plugged in at all
if Im already over there
watching you
try to
protect yourself
defend yourself
from it all
with deadbolts
from dead souls
from dead souls
they're still entering
I know it's overwhelming
how they all rush
at once
tonight
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6. |
The Wake
04:07
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The wake
the open casket was in bad taste
plaster shaped an eerie wood face
he never looked that way
The priest
sold his services for next week
his holy roman conspiracy
mass on sundays
And they held you to
the fire and you knew
that you wouldn't move
cause they want you to
you snapped into
a state of solitude
I made a comment
that I wish I'd restrained
my defensiveness just maintained
how far I'd slipped away
and I made a circle in the sand to create
a portal opening for escape
for us to get away
And they held you to
the fire and you knew
that you wouldn't move
cause they want you to
you snapped into
a state of solitude
not letting them get through
and waking from their ruse
And they held you to
the fire and you knew
that you wouldn't move
cause they want you to
you snapped into
a state of solitude
not letting them get through
and waking from their ruse
and waking from their ruse
too bad it cost you
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7. |
The Stables Need Cleaned
04:15
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I had to keep myself stoned
and say it wouldn't be long
I watch you falling away
as the sounds come alive
as you say goodnight
And the night would implode
as something was holding me
under control
I fell to the cold earth
you know when you're home
as it fully erodes
into hermetic
So where did you go
and why don't you hold out
for something much more
with your failures in tow
and a ceiling so low
your mind cannot go
it needs to come and go
It started to roll down
that all isn't lost yet
that light started going out
somewhere you felt out
it's under control
the way that you held on
as everything else fed
into the empire
and we don't allow
any excuses
and while they're getting older
I'm getting out now
and I'm fairly awake
while you're setting the plates
and the cupboard is baked
yet I know I can't stay
out of the way
from the cover from planes
but your name hasn't changed
but your walls
and your chains
your mind isn't blank yet
you're following knaves
and the moment has changed
forever
In a frame
where everything fades
as if falling away
from your gods and your grace
you're telling the saved
the ways you'd been slaved
but you hadn't been changed
and you outlived the pain
just to be here today
if I loose everything
and they are setting my faith up
you know what I know
and can show me what else can be done in this world
with disposition to try
It's driving me way
far away
I don't mind
I don't live
I don't die anymore
I don't mind
I don't live
I don't die anymore
I don't mind
I don't live
I don't die anymore
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8. |
Freemasonry
09:39
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Softly you state yourself
making me search myself
and reentry
where vulnerability is scary
habits are suction cups
and the disinformation stuck
and the same dreams
of not being able to breathe
Pills I can't swallow all the way whole
esoteric smudge marks on the wall
and the screaming rang through the gates of hell
and as the empires started to fall
the blood thirst hit the skids
and everyone was safe to have kids
and pack them into school
for mind control
and you're talking louder that I want you to now
from out and underneath the fake upper eschelon
it's the wicked underbelly of society
the freemasons have killed my dad
for knowing too much
and I'm next
and mom is a little skittish
in black neighborhoods
in black neighborhoods
oh my head is gone
for real
and aren't I going too far?
and is nothing where I left it anymore?
if I don't have my head
I lost fifty months to health
where my bed felt more like a shelf
in a pantry
where people forget things
Oh my head is gone
for real
and is nothing where I left it anymore?
anymore
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9. |
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Are you
are you awake?
I'd been asleep seven thousand days
are you
breaking away
or are you complacent
to be safe?
In this life
your body's the suit
you're inside
and you are not
your mind
when that telescope dies
you'll still see the sky
just in a new way
from every angle and space
where you're never replaced
and you are all that was living
in different states
taking in all at once
forgetting what it once was
till it leads to
and brings forth a new day
and not a second too late
to unseal all of our fates
in this life
putting your fears aside
is knowing you never die
is knowing yourself inside
and relative to everything
is key
to survive
the coming floods of the mind
easier if you've been diving all your life
so deep
air becomes sea
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10. |
Weekends Pass
04:41
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Scrape a mug across this jail cell
hell's a metaphor
for consequences held
directly over your head
punishment is here and now
and forever
instead of after you're dead
I'm stuck in this head
long after you're dead
I'm stuck in this head
Kick a hole out of this window
think about the people I wish I'd never known
and would things have fell the same way
one on top of each other
till the good things fade away
under the weight
only to graciously break
and the weekends pass
and there are no surprises
and the feelings feel like
they are eating you alive
from the inside out
but you can't beat what you can find
and you can't recover
all the things you left behind
that you never meant to
and situations dictate your lines
and regret is conscience
that didn't show in time
with a controlled substance
running through your system
you convince yourself
that there's a good reason
for exhausted living
and in feeling guilty
and in getting angry
at getting older
and as I hit my ceilings
and I'm pleading guilty
and the clock keeps ticking
and I've still done nothing
right
Kick a hole out of this window
think about the people I wish I'd never known
and would things have fell the same way
one on top of each other
till the good things fade away and under the weight
only to graciously break
Scrape a mug across this jail cell
hell's a metaphor
for consequences held
directly over your head
punishment is here and now
and forever
instead of after you're dead
I'm stuck in this head
long after you're dead
I'm stuck in this head
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11. |
Life in a Tar Pit pt.1&2
05:28
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Look here our hero comes
heroes create the problems
they seem to save us from
saving us from our freedom
as above below
as above below
below
You know your all made up
we're all tiny corporations
all little ships at sea
docked by our vanity
ok now get
go get worth
go
Out of the iris sun
the shifting of the ages
out of the pineal
sciences of compassion
Focus your weakened mind
you're not putting in the right strain
I'll tell you all you'll find
but you'll soon find out now
Pt.2
Im not the word
we all make time
to drive away
and march towards the same things
I'll own today
my hands won't take it on
I bet I've been away
I bet there's nothing taken
away
i know when you say
always always always set it out
and if its the feeling that awaits
tough day for the
teakettle wants to take
you're better already
already
already take you home
take you home
I'm leaving morning
we better someday
or something might take what you own
i went in the morning without a warning
without a doorway
he could take
time
took my hands on it
i won't depend on making life
I know you'll want to crucify me
I went one way
you went that way
don't tell me now what I should know
what I should tell you now
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12. |
Duct Tape
05:38
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We all want to stay young
but I'm under the thumb of drugs
to compensate for mistrust
lies compound
and crush us to dust
it's enough to expose the rust
and paint over corrosion
duct tape your emotions up
so you don't look as fucked up
as us
Well who had it worse
and who had it worse first
and who hasn't quite scratched the surface
of settling in
under very thin skin
and trying to find a purpose
I start to begin
the march to end
heavy conscience
and mixed emotions
And it rolls over me
We've all had our bells rung
but I felt like that setting sun
that knows it won't be back up
and the time erases
it won't leave enough
but its not trying to appear just
display its mercy
or keep popular opinion up
we just mistook and it caught up with us
Well who lied first
and whose lie hit home worse
and which relative did the damage
of locking me in
this cage where I live
and leaving me
by my lonesome
and I start to give in
and wait for end
sick of fighting and getting nowhere
And it rolls over me
All of your old
memories flow
over the bowl
and onto the floor
All of your old
memories flow
over the bowl
and onto the floor
All of your old memories flow
over the bowl
and onto the floor
We all want to stay young
but I felt like that setting sun
that knows it won't be back up
and the time erases
it won't leave enough
but its not trying to appear just
display its mercy
or keep popular opinion up
we just mistook and it caught up with us
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Members:
Jeremy Reitzel
Gloria Heinricht
All music and lyrics by Jeremy Reitzel
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