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All The Day Long
02:48
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And so I try, to make do
The simmering conscience chimes through
The blue ticks, they mean shit
Just cover it up all discreet
No shouts, no calls, nothing at all to draw out
We have words, they have none
We'll say and yet, and yet is all that we can...
Chalk it up, a smile is just a sigh
Muted hours, through echo chamber lots
Be gone, be gone!
Away with the disparate trails
Control, of course
Forget what we know & search more
Well I hope, we all hope
They'll say and yet, & and yet is all that they can...
Chalk it up, a smile is just a sigh
Pile it up, the lie upon the lie upon the lie...
We smile, we sigh
We're still here, it's still there
So we sit, digress, procrastinate, repeat
We rest, digress, we ruminate, fade out.
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Motions
02:55
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Step into the office, with closed minds and sealed lips
Arms on the ladder and a thick skin to boost
Fresh eyes only, and if you're out that means you're out
Did not notice the truth or the tears or the hard, hard fought years
Years keep clocking, new eyes set-in
Let's right these wrongs - the time was coming for all
We try levelling the set-up, dose one for the get-up, question what really matters - but who knows?
We all sleep with the sickness, weighed down with the weakness, share away all the damage, and our woes
He stands out with the courage, she shines bright with the meaning, these words lack any feeling, and it shows
We rise up with a motion, join the choir with a passion, scream "who here's with me?", and it goes:
'All upstanding, no withstanding, understand this: you win, we lose - you lose, we lose'
You should try it, you go first. I'm right behind you
All we are is all a part of all that they've become.
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Take A Seat
04:04
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I'll make it stick, for this sacred hour
Offload the waste and just dispense (they say)
We have the hearts inside, bruised but still intact
We'll settle all the scores, until there's no-one left
My mind...
So take a seat, and read this room
The first is the next and then the next and then the next...
Deep crushing, sincere pushing
Bring it back & don't forget to set the table
We've got: soul-minds
I'll make a scene, to dance around recycled anecdotals
(She said) the many, different ways a heart can take such life, is only what we keep brushed aside with time
My mind...
Less pressure, well that's our time
Exchange the platitudes and carry on as were
Fresh faces, new set paces
Wipe 'em back & please take your place at our table
We've all got: soul-minds - that's where our veiled place is left
So take a seat, this one's on us.
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