1. |
Brushfire, Part II
04:52
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Harvest your disarray
We're better this way
Fools in disguise
Your mask melts and cries
Feel discouraged
Search your mind
So malnourished
Seek in time
Like flies to a flame
Your rotting thoughts
Campaign into night
Darkened the guiding light
Paid to attend
Laugh and pretend
Push rewind
Now we won't mind
Phantoms at bay
They keep us in chains
Break this dawn
The shades are drawn
Cog in machine
This cold dream
Hands of slight
Reveal our pride
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2. |
Fits and Starts
02:27
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A mistake
Break my drift
Go without
Afterglow
On repeat
Can't compete
Broken thoughts
Count the cost
Fits and starts
Fits and starts
Piss in fire
Won't inspire
Passion less
No desire
Your purpose is so vague and really unnverving
Your resolve is fleeting and always leaves
What ails us is in us
Grow the old
Bury new
Your purpose is so vague and really unnverving
Your resolve is fleeting and always leaves
So many words so little to trust
Call another cab and open up an orange Crush
Fuck you B.F. Skinner
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3. |
Festivus
03:04
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Lights chastizing bright
Strung out on the everglow
Silent night strapped between the reigns
Damned to the horror daze, remain
Bleeding contempt for the mainstream
Nostalgia is a horse from hell
If you couldn't tell
This festivus gets the best of us
Every single time
A stranger gazing in at this
Dim tinsel town
Bridges and boats and mostly human things
River is frozen over
Where resentment flows
Who knows where the hole goes
Round and round this broken town
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4. |
Brushfire, Part I
05:36
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Cut down to size
Clear smoke signs
The new design
Paradise in flames
Built on roots and names
Old growth beneath our feet
A new world is coming down
Light the match
Just to watch it burn
Truth in lies
Fire and flies
No alibies
Right has been left up to down
We don't know if we really need it
From the ashes dawns a phoenix
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5. |
Maze
04:24
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Miles in between us and all of our captured sky marbles
So sick of the fool's omniverse
You in reverse, you in reverse
Pardon the guilty party for frivolous feelings
Rage against the burning of the light
Break through the shroud of night
Hover above this mental break
Why did I enter this maze
A witching hour
Nothing is sacred
Trapped in a maze
Of mental cues
Wall yourself in
Call yourself out
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6. |
Nightlife
05:19
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The night life is the right life
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7. |
Patterns in the Sand
05:12
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The infinite mirage
This monster morality
Inside you and me
We mirror each other's misery
And sifting illusions
The undertaken man
Mired in his awful plan
Patterns in the sand
Fall into windswept lands
Side lined by love's restraints
Phantoms of former days are here to stay
Facewasted day on the horizon, a dim glow
Rational and sober rays
The sun's hateful glare is blaring overhead
Shed my shadow, hollow instead
Devil's face is etched in stone
These solemn entanglements will leave you alone
Stale mating in this sandy crevice
Heat sink into this cold and lonely menace
We bend and sway with the sand eating away
Our scraped out and hollow bones
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8. |
Patience
01:58
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9. |
Pink Phase
04:11
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Ghosts of the old ways
They cloud up and cover in haze
Depths of darkness below
Threatens to swallow me whole
This pink phase
It washes away
This pink phase
Erase the pain
A deep dark abyss inside
Cracks across the broken ice
Drifting spectrums on a maker's bliss
Are manifold and endless
A silhouette in a formless void
Content in binding
Cut down and destroyed
Weird your way into this empty minding
Whoa is us
Rearrange the stage
Your nothing face
A role to play
I'm drawing blanks
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10. |
Emerald Shadow
02:41
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We all undead sleepwalking in the night
Down dark alleys and in your front yard
A shooting star streaks by and goes darkness
No one watching
Caught in a loop of misfortune
We beg again
Removed from the emerald shadow
Tent flapping in the wind
A flag hoisted high
We march by, this death parade
In front of your empty endless ways
Birds whisper their song in a code that no one knows
My life revolves around this bottle
Jagged glass sculptures of frozen and broken things
Beneath the ice a life stirs inside
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11. |
Cueball
02:34
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Spent your life getting knocked around
You bounce around from one day to the next
You can't believe how it got to this
You've gone astray
Life ain't nothing but a passing dream
Here one day and gone the next
Like a shadow of a cloud
We race along
The man with the million dollar voice
One is one and two is too
And what is love if it ain't the truth
Fleeting and falling and failing until
We all fall down
Shadows lengthen and creep ahead
In the waning light
This magic hour is fading fast
Into this endlessness
We stand and stare
At this abyss and
It stares back
Words are so meaningless
So what can you say
About existence and what it means to be
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12. |
Dark Room
04:41
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Jesus on the Moon Puyallup, Washington
Jesus on the Moon is a collection of lo-fi songs I've been recording in basements, garages, and bedrooms since 2005. Recently, Derek Reed joined the ranks and, with the help of a drum machine, we've started to bring the songs to the stage.
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