1. |
Born Anew
06:45
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On puddled streets lying in paper tents
We huddle like newborns on cold cement
Wrapping worn out clothes 'round ourselves
Feeling Winter's Breath with each inhale
Ceaseless and aimless like ghosts
(Who never thought things through)
Voices of the city streets
(But we never knew)
Pools of piss and disease
(Sirens call us out)
SInking in the red glow
(We stay lost and found)
We snap and break beneath our weight
As people go on in their hurried ways
We try our best to simply ignore
The stupid people who see you as a whore
Ceaseless and aimless like ghosts
(Who never thought things through)
Voices of the city streets
(But we never knew)
Pools of piss and disease
(Sirens call us out)
SInking in the red glow
(We stay lost and found)
So we sleep out on concrete tonight
Under scrutiny of passersby
But they have no clue about me and you
And how we met, it was like being born anew...
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2. |
The Wraith (In Mist)
04:45
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Ripple on water's edge
Rain fall on our heads
Swimming through a maze
Making our own pain
Blue tiles on the walls
Barely holding on
Vanishing under jade
Calm colors of the waves
The wraith in mist, her hand reaches outstretched
But not to take
Not meant to follow such grim directions
What was our aim?
The girl sleeps on my back
Cheeks colored like ash
Foam skims the water's edge
Trying to hold our breath
Lured out like the fish
Drifting out near the cliffs
Saw your body waterside
Unsure if you had died
Trapped within our own selfish arguments
We never saw
The meaning of our own connection
It's fading now
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3. |
Hollow House
05:48
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What would it take right now?
To dress up your hollow house?
Can you call it a home?
Even though you know it's false?
Spiraling city streets
Burning the soles of your feet
Which you don't feel at all
None of this was your fault
Sweltering noon sun
Scorching flesh overdone
No breeze to cool your skin
Weighed down by your fake sins
You lay down on your side
Recalling your dad's reply
Rocks stab your tender back
As you stay there lying flat
DId he catch you with him?
Why was love so forbidden?
Sun sets on broken towns
Broken love all over now
What would it take right now?
To dress up your hollow house?
Can you call it a home?
Even though you know it's false?
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4. |
Wound
05:32
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Sweat glides off of his back
As hands shoot up, ready, bracing for contact
And the dull blows resonate
Too tired to take another attack
Body framed on the canvas
Wounded hands resting gently on his chest
Blood runs down his cheeks
Too tired to take another breath
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5. |
What We Breathe
04:43
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Restless evening drenched in summer heat
Crow calls piercing boyhood reverie
You were just as eager as the rest
Marching onward, sweat dripped off our heads
Trash of the streets
What we breathe
Piled up so high
All burning up, all burning out
This is where we die
Traveled men hurry to no destination
Some crash, some dead
We are gravely wounded
Second sun hangs on hallowed ground
Everyone talks without sound
You and I stood close to ourselves
Enclosed in see-through binds, we couldn't feel
Trash of the streets
What we breathe
Piled up so high
All burning up, all burning out
This is where we die
So out of time, so out of breathe, so out of love
Why were we here breathing in dirt all too much?
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6. |
Eli Valentine (In Limbo)
09:48
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Eli Valentine
How hard we have tried
Stuck here in between
No ends or no means
Eli Valentine
We're two of a kind
For now it's goodbye
Eli Valentine
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7. |
The Garage
07:09
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Amps all on
White noise song
Shut out din of days
Our fingers ached
We held faith
In sound's disarray
Hearing our own world
Sounds within unfurled
Garage open
Sun's glare on drumset
We forgot the time
Sunset glow divine
The sound's still there
Of childhood affairs
How long will this last
How long will this last?
Bottles on the couch
Littering the floor
Yeah, we didn't care much at all
Ears ring out to us
The soft light of dusk
Pictures that never seem to fade
Rat shit on the ground
Watching where we stepped
Just a minor inconvenience
Only one more run
To keep it in our souls
Keep on going on 'til the end
CDs on the ground
Scratched beneath our feet
Demos that we used to make
Ghosts of music's past
Whispering the years
Will live beyond you or I
Only one more run
To keep it in our souls
Keep on going on 'til the end
Only one more run
To keep it in our souls
Keep on going on 'til the end
Only one more run
Only one more run
Only one more run
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8. |
Equal Equivalent
02:42
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Social Stereo Fremont
Whether out of boredom or necessity, Gabriel Tiburcio had always been interested in creating things. As a little boy, he'd often draw comics with friends during lunch. It's no surprise that he would form a band with several high school friends. Hailing from the San Francisco Bay Area, Social Stereo likes loud guitar music. But they like ambient things too. Haunted House Art-Punk? Who knows... ... more
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