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The Black Ocean
02:55
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Life has passed by in a moment
I'm still being shown around
Our history will be deleted
Computers make a beeping sound.
Every morning, I rise out of bed
To the warnings, blaring in my head.
Still I gotta get out, need motion
Make my splash, in the Black Ocean, na, na, na, na ,na.
Can't hear a word through all the chatter
Too many on the microphone
Had a date with Miss Information
Thought I'd rather be alone.
Every morning, I rise out of bed
To the warnings, blaring in my head.
Still I gotta get out, need motion
Make my splash, in the Black Ocean, na, na, na, na ,na.
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Glowing faces lit by cell phone light
They float around me all through the night
I got a brand new pair of walking shoes
Think I can do without the latest news.
It's just like anything, you get out whatever you put in, so make an offering.
So many people bare their teeth out the gate
Finger ready on the trigger, never hesitate
Victims of every injustice, no matter the form
Destruction of all discourse is the newest norm.
It's just like anything, you get out whatever you put in, so make an offering.
I wanna burn, the script of the modern age
And watch the flames, make love to every page.
Vitriol has never eased my pain
Might as well inject poison right in my vein
Wanna burn the script of the modern age
And watch the flames make love to every page.
It's just like anything, you get out whatever you put in, so make an offering.
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3. |
We Are Not Alone Here
02:34
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We're not alone here in this country
We're not alone here in this world
We're not alone here with our thoughts, no, no, no
Waiting for a meaningful conversation to unfurl.
We're not alone here, suffering with depression
We're not alone here, frozen in fear
We're not alone seeking out solutions, no, no no
They're all so close at hand, man, they're all right here.
Come take a walk in my shoes
I'll put on your's and walk with you.
We are not alone here. We are not alone here.
When talking runs you off the track
Listening can bring you back
Violence only fans the flames
Ending peace, creating blame.
Come take a walk in my shoes
I'll put on your's and walk with you.
We are not alone here. We are not alone here.
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4. |
Grown Eyes on My Back
03:13
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Find myself living here, if only half the time
Suffer a guilty conscience for uncommitted crimes.
Only a day away, from living out the dream
Without compromise, or going to extremes.
I don't care about feelings, only care about facts
Don't like what the world's dealing, grown eyes on my back
Even the winners are losing, when a deck's too stacked
No time to be snoozing, grown eyes on my back
It's just what humans do, try to hold your tongue
We celebrate ourselves, enough for everyone.
Traps lay in wait, to step in or avoid
I'm not a superstar, I'm a super trapezoid.
I don't care about feelings, only care about facts
Don't like what the world's dealing, grown eyes on my back
Even the winners are losing, when a deck's too stacked
No time to be snoozing, grown eyes on my back
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5. |
Imaginary Enemies
03:12
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When you can accept the worst thing
Then there's nothing else to lose
In the future we'll bury the past
Presently we act confused.
Life is full of misfortunes that never happen
Rarely feel a real moment of ease
Await the orders from our captain
Take aim at our imaginary enemies.
The sand will fall one grain at a time
The dust of yesterday is set
Body wrecked and robbed of sound mind
Less to remember more to forget
Life is full of misfortunes that never happen
Rarely feel a real moment of ease
Await the orders from our captain
Take aim at our imaginary enemies.
You can feel it in the air, so frightful, delightful.
The treasure chest has grown bare, look closely, get an eye-full.
Oh Lord!
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6. |
Really Phuckin' Good
03:21
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I don't have much to say
Don't need words, just need action.
Need some action to take.
To master anything
All it takes is lots of practice.
Time spent is hard to fake.
Keep those eyes on the prize,
No good comes from could or should.
And that's how we do it,
And we do it really phuckin' good.
Fear is the cheapest seat
Comes with a wall, built to block your view.
Sequestered to the dark.
Every saint has a past
Every sinner, has a future too
This dog ain't lost its bark.
Keep those eyes on the prize,
No good comes from could or should.
And that's how we do it,
And we do it really phuckin' good.
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7. |
I Need a Night Light
02:48
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Walking blindly through the night
Slithering shadows causing quite a fright
I remember a while ago
Strolling through a landscape filled with snow.
Wanna feel all right. I need a night light.
Retinas strain inside my skull
Headlights dim as the engine stalls
Trip into the dark unknown
Try to remember all that I've been shown.
Wanna feel all right. I need a night light.
Never know what's in the way
Never know where I'll be forced to stay
It takes more effort to get along
More opportunities to get it wrong.
Wanna feel all right. Want everything to be fine.
Spotted a faint light. In the distance it shines.
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Paid my fair share
All aboard the screen door sailboat
We go no where
But somehow we manage to stay afloat.
When the world calls out your name
Walk toward the sound
Make your own piece of Heaven
And may your feet never touch the ground.
It's great to dream, it's great to wake up
We live the lives that we choose to make up,
Trouble comes when good folks lose sight
And behave corruptly just to stay alive.
When the world calls out your name
Walk toward the sound
Make your own piece of Heaven
And may your feet never touch the ground.
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9. |
It's a Long Way Down
02:34
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Life's too short to argue on the internet
Curse all those faceless avatars
Took an airplane to avoid the white noise
No where on earth would be too far.
There's a price you pay, if you wanna play
It's the same old game, with new rules to obey
It's a long way down.
It takes forever and a day.
Can't go it alone
You're coming with me.
Please silence your phone
We've got real people to see.
Time to be a human being, man.
Chose my destination
Still not sure how to arrive
Longing for an explanation
It's the search that keeps my alive.
Looking for the signs, a short cut or two.
We're just flying blind, it's all we can do.
It's a long way down.
It takes forever and a day.
Can't go it alone
You're coming with me.
Please silence your phone
We've got real people to see.
Time to be a human being, man.
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10. |
A Tree Still Standing
03:29
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It's never too late, to learn something new
Felt great discomfort, with every branch I grew.
The wind's will shake me, watch my trunk sway
Lightning could break me, and I can't run away.
I'm a tree still standing
Feel my roots expanding
Trying to get a better look.
All of my fine feathered friends, come to visit me
Tell me of their travels, world's I'll never see.
The wind's will shake me, watch my trunk sway
Lightning could break me, and I can't run away.
I'm a tree still standing
Feel my roots expanding
Trying to get a better look.
I can't get enough, get enough of the light
Need to grow up tall and reach the sky that glows above so bright
Soon enough I reached the sun, the heat did not agree with me
Longing for some shade as I watch hot flames replace my leaves
I'm a tree still standing
Feel my roots expanding
Trying to get a better look.
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11. |
Clinically Cynical
03:12
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Gonna dip my toe in
Good idea to test the water first
Bobbing in an ocean
Yet I find myself dying of thirst.
Suffering is oh so easy
Grown clinically cynical, oh no!
We get all dressed up
Just to get messed up and end up alone
In giant houses
Made of glass, armed to the teeth with piles of stones
Anger is oh so easy
Grown clinically cynical, oh no!
My pony ran away, I find myself with no recourse
I don't plan to stay, sit on a saddle with no horse
And a horse is a horse, of course, of course
A horse is a horse, of course, of course, oh yeah (repeat)
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The Quick Brown Fox (Jeff Drew) Albuquerque, New Mexico
Hi, Jeff Drew here, when I'm not working as an illustrator and animator, I like to make music. Here are all the personal albums that I've written and produced, spanning 2004-2017. If you'd like to hear the remix albums I've done, you can check them out here: thequickbrownfoxremixes.bandcamp.com ... more
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