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Where Gods Go To Pray
06:57
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Gathered here we are
Communal worshiping of song
Divinity in each of us
We carry gods along
They're never far from us
Cause they reside in us
And now we gather here for prayer
Reverence pointed inward
Fueled by the music we heard
And now we're gathered here for prayer
One and one and eye to eye
We hold our heads up high
Delivering our highest selves
Our voices reach the sky
The music belongs to us!
Sometimes our only trust
And now we're gathered here for prayer
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You think the world owes you a fast way up
Sidestepping all your obligations
Spend all your time looking for one big score
While it eludes you you learn nothing
What do you want?
What do you need?
Watch from the Shadow as you spin your web
When they get close you feel protected
Can't handle someone knowing who you are
Cause then you might just get rejected
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3. |
Slow Death of Life
04:18
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Letting go
Well it takes time
Every day
We flow along those lines
The forms the Formless occupy
Is it by choice or “fate”?
Are they just here to balance out
A karmic bank account?
A message in a bottle
That vessel Earthly life
Delivered where the flow allows
Unknown where it arrives
Where does it go?
That energy...
Hollowed husks
is all that it will leave
The insult to the ego
Our precious, lonely lives
Create the squalid suffering
Persisting when we die
Within these roles we’ve come to find
That value will take time
And it’s on us to cultivate
With our intents aligned
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4. |
Earthly Algorithms
04:25
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I can feel you breathe
Soft heaving under me
I'm on you, in you, of you
Now we are One
Wrap wisdom 'round my tongue
I taste it, need it, want it
Are we entwined forever?
No.
It makes this time together so…
I fear that we’re through
There’s no need more than I need you
I won’t ask for more than that
Like a lover spurned
Your back to us is turned
I won’t say we don’t deserve...
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5. |
Chill For a Church
05:54
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Hey Mr. Preacher Man
Let me tell you what looks wrong
You've got your flock here
1600 strong
They pay the money
They pay the tithe
They can't afford it
But they're paying or your life
And it's chill...
Chill for a church
Hey Mr Preacher Man
Where you live is somewhere else
You feel no shame, nah
‘Bout where you get your wealth
Four-car garage, yeah
Nice neighborhood
Wish your parishioners
Could afford to live this good
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The Brink
05:11
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Don't wanna give up
I wanna keep on, I don't want to die
Don't wanna give up
I wanna keep on, and I have to try
All the years of self-destruction
Finally taken their toll...
And now The Piper
His hand extended
has laid a claim on my soul
Too many nights of summoned numbness
And of running away
My body gave out, my mind exhausted
Left me counting the days
All the times I tried to walk away
Couldn't take the first step
Never enough and
Always wanting
Are the strands of this web
Too many nights of summoned numbness
And of running away
I finally took it: a frantic stumble
I finally found my own way
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The Black Mailbox
04:00
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Been driving for hours
Or so it felt that afternoon
Missed a left at the ranch back there
And the sun is going down soon
When we turned round the corner
He came upon us way too fast
By the time he had gone by
I forgot he even went past
Where did that truck go?
I swear I saw it there
Where did that truck go?
I swear I saw it over there...
Specters in Ford Rangers
Silent gaze at the end of a gun
It was so fucking cold down there
And it wasn't for the lack of sun
Told me as they watched us
Couldn't shake the feeling of dread
And as we left that place, that day
We were silent as among the dead
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8. |
Alchemy of Identity
06:46
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With these apparitions haunting my head
And clouding the vision of what I intend
The process: accepting a version of self
Seems so out of reach, constructing a Hell
All of my own.
In all of this journey I've focused ahead
Missing the present as if I were dead
A catalyst to being here now, to be sure
Is to be here now, really nothing more
And so it goes...
Travels
When progress is metered out by days
It’s easy to feel as if you’ve lost the Way
When crawling doesn’t satisfy you anymore
Ya gotta stand up to make it through those doors
All on your own
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