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Man on the Corner
04:01
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There's a man on the corner holding a sign
He paints a new one every day
And as we snicker, think he's quaint
His messages are hard to figure out
So everyone assumes he's out of his mind
Maybe the jokes on on
Is it what he's saying
Or perhaps what he's doing
Stepping back and jumping off of the train
The one we ride on every day
Does it every take us where we wanna go
Or perhaps to where we think we have to go
Our daily routine lacking imagination
So that we can aquire more things
So that we can feel safe
So we can survive
Is there another way to survive
Do we have to live off the machine
Can't we live off of the earth
Will there be any earth left
Is the machine stealing it from us
Or are we the machine
The Machine is breaking
I don't think we should try to fix it
Lets all stumble around and find a new way to live
Like outlaws
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Needy Bitch
04:56
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Man I just discovered that I'm not the center of the universe
I do believe there's others who want to be, just like me
I'm just a needy bitch
Do you want to feed this witch
Walking on the tightrope in the middle of a broken dream
Suspended over nothing but a valley of abandoned schemes
I'm just a needy bitch
Do you want to feed this witch
I'll take it from the bottle
I'll take it from the can
I'll take it from your sweet caress
That sends me to the moon
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Sprite
02:59
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She's an angel, a sprite, a dreamer, a fairy
And she dances through life but sometimes it's so scary
She's afraid of the night, sometimes dreams turn to nightmares
So I leave on the light and run my fingers through her hair
Can she fit in this world as course as it can be
She's a delicate girl will her soul every be free
Can she free up her mind and live life for the moment
She puts herself in a bind and then lives through the torment
She's a flower so wild, a hurricane, a tornado
And she's only a child in this body she borrowed
Take your fairy wings and fly
Fly away to the crystal sky
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He wants to be a nightmare with bottle blond hair
Nylons without a tear and skin so fair
She wants to be strong like a man with a salon tan
To pee while she stands and have the upper hand
They came together in a public place
Face to face He/she tripped on her/his shoelace
She/he made it a federal case
Too different and too much the same
Caught up in the labels of a world that calls you names
Stuck in our own little camps
Hard to see the bigger picture with just a glance
She's at every protest, never takes a rest Her sign is the best putting her leaders to the test
Privileged white guy wants to be an ally
Always gets the stink eye, he wonders should he even try
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Top of the World
03:40
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Sitting on top of the world right now like a shining ball of sun
Can't count on this feeling long, while it's here I'll have some fun
Feel like a kid at 17 who's life has just begun
Head spinning round in circles should I walk or should I run
Gonna make this world my playground
Spinning fast on this merry go round'
Watch me jump I won't make a sound
Hope my bones don't break and have to be tied and bound
Can't believe I have a 2nd chance, will I blow it like before
Think I'll go through the windows, cuz I'm tired of using doors
I'm gonna use my heart this time, my wind was such a bore
It's a big risk that I need to take will I get washed up on the shore
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Word Stew
03:37
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Word stew with a point of view
Talking loud to be heard above the crowd
It's getting late time to instigate
And you do it so well from your version of hell
Not sure what works anymore
Is anybody keeping score
Not sure what works anymore Is anybody keeping score
Night falls and it's a free for all
Hold tight with all you might
Or let go and be in the know
Time to lose your heart while it falls apart
Watch the clouds gather in the sky
Watch the rain fall in your eyes
Don't be afraid to watch the water rise
You're a fool to be surprised
First wrath then the aftermath
A flood then debris and mud
Can we rebuild when our fate seems sealed
Can we find a way in a world left grey
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7. |
Crashing Down
04:51
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Crashing down in all it's glory
Crashing down, end of story
Smell decay and destruction
Wheels that turned no longer function'
Feeling small in all this chaos
No more leader; be your own boss
Anarchy join in the anthem
No more rules, just reaction
Keeping time with the explosion
No longer fighting my implosion
Too much smoke to see the ocean
Drowning in unknow emotion
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8. |
How Did I Get Here
03:48
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How did I get here
How did I get here
How did I get here
It wasn't on my own
Don't wanna stay here
Don't wanna stay here
Don't wanna stay here
Shall I leave on my own
The sun keeps shining
But I'm still whining
The sun keeps shining
But I feel so all alone
Knee deep I'm wading
Memory fading
I guess I'm celebrating
I've survived the cyclone
My world's been shattered
But it doesn't matter
Cuz I'm still standing
Solid as a stone
I feel so all alone
I feel so all alone
It's just a trial
A tribulation
No more vacation
I'll just head where I'm known
It's just a journey
A wild adventure
Not taking pictures
Of the places I roam
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Fairy Dust
04:15
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We made so much fairy dust
So excited I could bust
Lifted our hands up to the sky
Manna from heaven saw with my own eye
The road is bumpy, the trek is rough
Believed in magic it was not enough
So we scattered into the wind
Felt so shattered but it's not the end
A miracle is what we need
To loosen the grip of this endless greed
A miracle that we create
With our love that trumps hate
Gathered together like a small city
Standing in line where we chose to be
Sending nickels sending dimes
Hearts overflowing till we lost our mind
A new messiah to save the day
But now I feel like we've been led astray
Now we're wandering in the wilderness
Needing more but getting less
Like a religion with the guilt and shame
Felt like a zealot that had gone insane
A missionary that was me
Had all the answers that could set you free
Now I'm quiet, not much to say
Cross my fingers and pretend to pray
I've got my shovel, I got my spade
Planting tomorrow while there's still shade
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10. |
Keeps Me Awake
04:45
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Sometimes I wanna sleep my life away
Can't bear the thought of another day
I wanna hide my head in the sand
Anesthetized at my own hand
I have no reason to feel so blue
Got tired of living it's no longer new
And the day turns to night and the night turns to day
And the world keeps on spinning and it keeps me awake
Is there no evil, no wrong or no right
Are we just victims of our own delight
I hear the rhythm time marches on
We stumble to where we think we belong
So few are thinking about who they are
The rest play roles and they don't get very far
And I've got to find a way back to myself
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11. |
Artistic Chair
03:18
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Sitting there in you're artistic chair
Drinking you're artistic beer
Talking about changing the world
You've thought it out, you have no doubt
You know your right, it's worth the fight
When your talking about changing the world
The tribe is growing
The vibe is flowing
The light is showing
From somewhere
And here I am taking it in
Is it real or a sham
Does it even matter
I don't belong but dig the song
Am I too old to be so bold
Does it even matter
So you think that's the way it should be
I don't know that I can agree
You live your life with a fight on your mind'
When you look back tell me what do you find
Do you find peace of mind
I wish that I could understand
Or be a part and take a stand
If there's one to take
I know I hide the truth inside
It's crystal clear my job's not here
Does it even matter
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12. |
Getting Older
04:17
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Too damn responsible for my own good
Instead of doing what I want I'm always doing what I should
Life's rushing by with all this tedium
Instead of reaching for the stars I'm always digging in the mud
Sometimes I wanna grow some wings and fly
To another life where I can touch the sky
I'm getting older not any bolder
I'm getting tired and less inspired
My ears are ringing when I try singing
My voice is breaking down into a useless sound
Too many moments that we waste away
Trying to figure out if everything's ok
Why bother living without any fun
You gotta seize the day you gotta take the plunge
Don't waste your time on what may never be
Leave the past behind, be in the now, be free
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13. |
Unhealthy Psyche
00:39
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Feeling healthy, feeling Strong
I can climb a mountain, I can write a song
Left some excess weight along the way
Looking forward to a bright new day
On the sand watching the tide
Somehow my unhealthy psyche has come along for a ride
That motherfucker's always on my back
I try to shake him off, but he cuts me no slack
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carolannette Pomona, California
I have been writing songs and performing in various bands over the last 40 years, including The Motherfolkers, Metal of the Road, The Grip and Technopagan. The styles included Blues based rock, folk rock, singer/songwriter and most recently an experiment in electronic dance music. Influences include Pink Floyd, Tori Amos, Bjork, The Eurythmics, James Vincent Mc Morrow and too many others to name! ... more
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