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Left Hand / Right Hand
03:47
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You take me by the left hand
And pull me into sun light
All the things that we find to be
So en-tic-ing
Then you take me by the right hand
And push me into darkness
All the things that we find to be
So a-larm-ing
So
We dance
We dance
With things unknown and
I don’t know why
But it’s in my head
Tossing, turning with the thoughts unsaid
I don’t know why
But it’s in my head
Pushing pulling, it’s a tug of war inside my head
You take me by the left hand
And push it back to darkness
All the things that we find to be
Back and forth so
You take me by the right hand
And pull me into sun light
All the things that we find to be
Cap-ti-vating
So
We dance
We dance
With things unknown and
I don’t know why
But it’s in my head
Tossing, turning with the thoughts unsaid
I don’t know why
But it’s in my head
Pushing pulling, it’s a tug of war inside my head
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Blood, Sweat, Beers!
05:20
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Staring out the window at the scene
Naked trees and rain drips down the pane
Cars pass below as the buzz of the world passes by
I tune out the white noise and focus on silence inside, inside my mind
Fill the void, inside my mind with something new
Paint the scene, cover the black with shades of
Blood, sweat, tears…swell from my eyes and fill the cup
Take the brush…fill in the lines and brighten up
At the window, watching colors change
Trees are full and something stopped the rain
Cars start to slow as the buzz of the world starts to know
The noise that I hear and the sounds that will fill my insides, inside my mind
Fill the void, inside my mind with something new
Paint the scene, cover the black with shades of
Blood, sweat, tears…swell from my eyes and fill the cup
Take the brush…fill in the lines and brighten up
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The Lion & The Sheep
05:21
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Through our eyes, we pierce the skin
Escapes the truth, that's stuck within
The hair on our neck, raised to the sky, we know (we know)
Hold it in, the lesser man
Forever the sacrificial lamb
The cuts he receives, for always simple having
The lack of sight
Oh, how low we can go...
When I'm strong, I am a lion
And when I'm not, I am a sheep
If all that remains, are sharp teeth and manes
The wool from the sheep tangled inside of fangs
When I'm wrong, I am the lion, the lion, the sheep
Bang our chest, the lions roar
To ring the ears of cowards poor
Poor in the world, and poor in the minds they seek control
The sheep will run, and sheep will wait
To fear the fate the lions may
Choose for the flock, a ticking clock they count
The count to the end
Oh, how slow it can go...
When I'm strong, I am a lion
And when I'm not, I am a sheep
If all that remains, are sharp teeth and manes
The wool from the sheep tangled inside of fangs
When I'm wrong, I am the lion, the lion, the sheep
The pride can sense fear out of all those who fear the pride
The flock can only fight back if they face their
Fears in their hearts, the fears from the start, but they wait...
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