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Rolling on dirt
04:27
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Rolling on dirt
Cannot keep my eyes closed
waking up at the break of dawn
I am here all alone
with my demons showing up
though I hear no sound
my body is all shook up
cannot wait for my coffee dose
to decode the dreams that woke me up
-It'll be another day,
That I find out
I'm rolling on dirt again
yesterday burnt down in flames
every smile and every face
and shadow in my head
I'll carry on lackadaisically
in a world of fantasy
the world's fucked, that's nothing new
those rogrian pupils move their hands
the more they talk they more we are fucked
daddy told me once "be yourself,
do't use your fist to express"
meanwhile I do the maths
and numbers just don't add up
I need counsel I need a hand
I need a path I can walk in peace
When I was young I dreamed of changing the world
then I grew up and failed at all
I'm like a vacuum valve about to explode
But if you think about it now
things don't seem to be that bad at all
the clowns are ruling everywhere
and they cameras to submit their herd
they high taxes to keep you poor
for a life or maybe two
they spend in weapons they'll never shoot
unless closed doors they cook another foe
to sell the people some terror
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2. |
Cosmic Pirate
05:04
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Cosmic pirate
in what distant skies
your light shines now
in which dark path
we don't know about
what sounds you hear?
what things you see?
you see, I search
for you at night
I try to glimpse
your free big wings
someday I'll join you
in a cosmic flight
floating on the cold
searching for new suns
through billion years
bending time and space
on one side the skull black flag
and the other the peace sign
- cosmic pirate burning bright
in distant lands and reach-less skies
raise your flag up among the stars
for it to be my guide
cosmic rays
floating in space
radioactive waves
beyond the milky way
and you still sail on
in your golden shem
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Conquistador
07:13
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Conquistador
in the name of the king
in the name of the queen
in the name of your supremacy
you gave for granted
that all was yours
you killed our families
and smashed our gods
you stepped on our tranquil shores
in your shiny armour breast
your hand on the sword
you said you didn't mean war
now our villages burnt down
and all our history gone
you drew a line
between black and white
you fancied water
from the youthful fountain
and before we knew it
we were all your slaves
-Oh Oh OH
Conquistador, you only wanted our gold
subdued to your weapons
wiped out by diseases
our crystal waters
now turned to blood
our treasured nature
marked for export
and we hope someday
in the history books
the truth is written
in gold and blood
how you came to plunder
and to tyrannised
to oppress our people
and destroy our land
if you are not civilised
don't you dare to explore
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4. |
Blue Mind
05:12
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Blue Mind
Blue mind sticks to me
blue mind is all I see
blue mind let me be
blue mind is turning dark
it's a friend I don't want by my side
blue mind let me live
blue mind, it's a thief at night
it strikes me when my guard is down
blue mind drives mankind
blue mind, obnoxious cloud
overcasts the good forecast
blue mind, in the pines
blue mind, I don't wanna fight
I'm weary and I'm tired
blue mind
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5. |
Thousand Plus
04:50
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Thousand plus
thousand steps to reach the depths
start the day
reach the top
lose it all
thousand years to make one step
of compressed brains
of writing laws
to keep them on
thousand deaths to see what's wrong
increase wealth
from arrogance
ignorance
thousand lies to make one truth
in someone's name
to make you doubt
cut-and-dried
thousand cries overlooked
in black and blue
on wooden boxes
for those not chosen
thousand things that bother me
thousand secrets I can keep
thousand boxers on the ring
thousand punches never hit
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6. |
You'll miss me
05:39
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You'll miss me
I wandered for years
flying like a bird
I pushed away the hand that forged the sword
now years have come undone
-I don't know how long I'll hang around
and I don't know the last train to my hometown
but you'll miss me when I ain't no longer around
Now I see the past, through the window glass
and many lands and miles I've trod about
broken hearts and lonely nights
'cause in the beginning is the end
and everything resolves itself
I lay in bed with pretty Fate
and it turned out
I dug my own grave
today a raining hail falls down my head
but I'm compelled to do it my way
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7. |
Don't fall asleep
07:15
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Don't fall asleep (before me)
forgive the rambling, I'm about to start
another's story of a trouble heart
you cannot win, you cannot slow down
the ambiguity of time
would drive you mad
if the part love-pleasure be counted as ten
three forth go to women, one only to men
my veins need her wine, my heart need her vines
she's my destiny's cup
and all of my dreams will round up
like agonising ice in a whisky glass
we blame what's around
we could blame the weather, we could blame our life
we could blame the whole damn world
can I say sun, with the very same warmth?
can I say fly with my feet on the ground?
how long it's been, since the cosmic egg hatched?
how long will it be, until we see again?
- Though I've learned to miss you
without shedding tears
don't fall asleep before me dear
I look up skyward, and count the stars
I wave to my siblings night after night
I'm still thinking in the ways
don't ask me nothing, and don't wait for me
I know you would offer, what you can't give for free
in which I'm loving you every single day
I could the bravest sea
if Only I knew how to win
- though I've learned to live
with prayers and hope
don't fall asleep before me
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Until when
05:17
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Until when
I've heard a story of an eastern king
he felt immortal, he felt a God
he looked for signs but found not one
he asked himself
-until when
the sun will shine on me
until when
I've heard a story of the wisest man
but just one riddle he couldn't solve
I've hear the story of a mighty queen
she was just and fair
she led the men to war
she conquered it all
as for myself I've been thoughtful too
some things occasion me solitude
Should I care at all or overcome the qualm
I ask myself
I've heard of a queen, just and fair
she fought the rules, she led the men
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9. |
In my truck
05:27
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In my truck
no one to talk to
I'm all by myself
I'm driving this rig
on the high arid plains
the sky is my screen
smiling at me
the music is loud
blasting hey hey my my
I'm feeling the blues
before the sun goes down
now the stars come up
I'm in the dead of the night
in these forsake lands
it's me and my truck
and the blasting sound
of Neil Young's guitar
I'm feeling the earth
it just needs some help
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10. |
Prayer's end
07:02
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Prayer's end
lift your eyes, towards the heights
wrap yourself in everlasting light
do not heed what your eyes can see
I pry how far my prayers get
I feel the depth of my wildest dreams
they pass before me they touch my skin
but they'll never be all fulfilled
just speculate where my prayers end
down by the river where the water's calm
I sit and write my utmost ache
as if I try to break a spell
I can only guess how far my prayers get
I look around with my big brown eyes
then you might say, I can see it all around
but curiosity has made them tired
I cannot conceive how far my prayers reach
I can see the path narrowing ahead
like a bottle neck, there's no way to escape
it's the way we break to the expiring day
then I ask myself are my prayers heard?
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Henry Hugo Melbourne, Australia
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