1. |
We Have This In Common
03:33
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Do you ever listen to the birds?
Down from up above and off they go.
Do you ever wonder wildly into the night?
I'd like to know.
Do you ever feel like coming undone
Would do you good, could do you some good?
Oh, maybe you've been fearful of turning into
A mister or miss misunderstood.
Have you ever longed like legs are long?
Or felt just like a monster?
I'll bet you have averted your eyes,
But it's alright,
So have I.
I've gone digging into doubt
By the spadeful, baby, by the spoonful
You can ring me anytime on the telephone.
We have this in common,
No one's alone.
Have you ever thought," damn, days are long?"
Or wanted just a moment more?
I'll bet you have cried ten-thousand times
But it's alright,
So have I.
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2. |
Glory, Glory
03:21
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I'm gonna sink my teeth in
Into what I believe in
I'm throwing things against the wall
Whatever sticks, whatever remains
Will stay to shine
And to the rest, goodbye.
My housemate, he's a hoarder
And my baby's got her borders
I want nothing at all
Whatever's there, whatever's around
When it all goes down
You can take my time.
Goodbye
Glory, glory, be!
I've had my share of run-ins
And I've tried to love someone when
I took a two-ton cannonball
And turned brick and mortar to dust
My lust, my desire
Set it all on fire.
Goodbye
Glory, glory, be!
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3. |
Speakeasy
02:49
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They keep dragging it through stormy weather and
Keeping everybody on their toes
Homo sapien's a slave to anything that glows.
Mama's coughing in the choked up auto-smog
Brother's drugging so he sells his clothes
What they tell you's just a minute fraction of the whole.
But there's a place you can go
Far beyond the static and the telephones
It can't be put in a mold
Or bought in gold
And it is ours to be taken up
It is in the drive to be waken up
The pattern of your thought ain't blocked behind a bar.
Where's the heart and where's the attention at?
Could you broaden out to everyone?
If this were galaxy, we'd be stars and not the sun...
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4. |
Breaking Point
02:40
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Found a knife and a fork in the road
I am hungry for direction to show
Up on the corner of lost and don't-ya-know
How much further do I have to go
Before I reach the end of my rope?
I'm quaking and I'm aching
What is the pace I should be taking?
Getting to my breaking point
Following to wherever it goes
I've got grooves like your records at home
That are the shade of a shale-black sailing crow
I'll set your mind ablaze
If you'd just let me out of this maze
Honey, I've got to go
Set it down right here
All is right, alright
I'm sticking to my guns
And shooting off my mouth
Yeah, you can take my word for it.
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5. |
Killing Fear
03:27
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I've put it off for long enough
If Rose comes home,
Tell her I'm off to kill.
I'm loading up my two-barreled pistola
Then I'm border-bound
To find that face.
You're going down
In front of everyone
Without a doubt,
I'm killing fear
Until the job is done.
I see it now: I'm breathing out
Standing above
What once was
I can surrender
And I can survive
I am free to do anything.
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6. |
Naked In Waves
03:18
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Swaying away
Side to side
In nothing but the moonlight.
It tumbled in
And I mumbled out
Until now.
How could I have been so blind
To not let this in?
Well, here it comes
And I'm alright.
I come alive.
Blessed is the burn-down.
It's a quarter to five,
And I'm so high
That I come alive.
I've gotten naked in waves
Taken off the layers
'Cuz maybe then I could see it all
For what it is.
Where have I been
This whole time?
Needles and pins
Well, here it is
And I'm alright.
Will you show me something new tonight?
On the bluffs outside of
The house that got torn down
That lives inside of me now...
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7. |
See For Yourself
05:12
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Halfway down the dock
When the tune came a'knockin' like
A jukebox playing, lighting up inside my head
Memories instead of records
The whole gang was blowing
The arrow and the bow were waiting by my side
Poised and ripe to sail on
Blood was drawn and hailed as sacred
How can I describe it,
The way I felt?
Tipping over backwards
And upside down
Perhaps it's only present in
Some other realm
I guess you're gonna have to
See for yourself
Is this the start or the ender?
The spark to my surrender
Came to me in the form of
What is normal set to fire
Fate for hire whenever ready
Swept away by river and
I've nothing left to give her, but
My weightless bones
Send my throne off to the poor
It's well-adorned and for the taking.
I was taken for a ride
For a while
Underneath the brush and all the wire
A growing spire
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Wicked Monk San Diego, California
Hello friends, family, and music fiends. My name is Adam Henry a.k.a Wicked Monk. Thanks for checking out my page. Enjoy it here. It's cozy.
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