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Forgetting Godot
04:41
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We lost all our faith in heaven
dragged and stopped at gates so straight
walked in flee from grins of old men
casting us as second rate
Heaving from such gentle beat down
hands unjoining, lacking trust
could not take those smirking sad frowns
did resemble each of us
Maybe in another life we'll
tread along
eat ricecakes in new years's eve and
sing along
Feeling for a step or ground
I crave one last lay down of turnarounds
what else to do instead
outsiders from the past
are making these sounds
Feeling that I don't belong
willing to stand another night among
outsiders from the past
what else to do instead
of playing this song
Marching strong
eyes upfront
heads held up high
better to be forlorn than comply
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2. |
The Motor
04:38
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Well I don't think that such a thing as this said motor should be made
as it would trample on its way the feats of others of its kin
the strong can never do or make something to hurt the weak's conceit
so other scientists' achievements can also find the light of day
She sent him out and sat in loud dismay
such vicious statement charged as moral debate, there's no mistake
From each according to his skill to each according to his need
these teachings contents make believe we ought to reach such fine ideal
had not we heard this in every speech, in every news, in every film
how were we not to be appealed by and go against this creed indeed
She heard him out and had no doubt in place
such vicious doctrine found its way in the game, it's now too late
Yet the striker who'd never live life for another
nor dare to ask this of a brother
in contempt of these works of macabre
decides he is not one to fold
sets out to stop motors of all the world
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Right partners
04:06
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We know it’s a waltz
we carried it the most, suppose we both shared under the room light
when we guaranteed our lean sighs going tight
we know widows were wrong, we dumb, gone wrong
pouring it out, out loud, our doubts
smashed under the table, under rusty loving hearts
What a darling little dress
she shone to me
leave it off, i asked
she did
I know it's a waltz
I lost by default, a boast I hold, a chance to reunite
but all dancers send invites, so polite
I guess widows were right, and left, and right
even about our proudest hour
what a darling johnny gown
she shone to me
do you remember who I am?
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Father's love letter
04:17
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Since when I lit the one first candle
and made you out of clay
I never thought you'd be so shallow
to turn the other way
No, there is no hope
I thought you and I agreed
you have to go as much as it hurts me
You know I understand your grievance, so
may you make sense of mine
this garden has no place for evil, son
I'm sad you crossed the line
Go, rise up and go
breaks my heart but I decree
reap what you sow and walk away from here
We're parting ways in this bittersweet fashion
but listen closely as I speak
so many torments you can't even fathom
will club your gams until you bleed
but I'll be there, as I always was
to lift you up when times are bleak
and in the end I'm proud of you because
no son of mine wears himself weak
May in your journey for the new
you reach ambitions that you seek
may you be free to make it through
find higher paths to tread indeed
may you love me as I love you
farewell, my boy, godspeed
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5. |
Dancing plague of 1518
03:27
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Begging for some rest from this god-awful dance
exhaustion stealing my breath
cracking bones, burning wounds
never halting madness, Strasbourg's east and west possessed
Merciless artform guiding to a fate
of bodies crumbling to pain
moving corpses, never-stopping agony in deceit,
shaking to a deaf beat - cavort in st. Vitus' name
Lost in debilitation
feebleness working on a combination
swinging and bop, two-step and hop
caught on a slaving dance of plain suffering
Tossed in exasperation
torture pretending it's pure celebration
twisting and waltz, boogie and moonwalk
caught on a slaving dance of plain suffering jubilee
Dancing even when my legs can't hold my body yet the party is on
Dancing even when the pain is gone, so long
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Gentlemen, your track is notorious
any unsportsman-like behaviour is undone
thus we beg for your grant in coherence
as we meet unfair contention from the Sun
How could one compete
coming at loss
when all its goods are free
none of ours will be sought
Such a valid stance is our demand
prevent the oppression from it, pray commit
or else our trade you doom
so we can be encouraged, ban sunlight foraying our rooms
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7. |
Down the tree
05:31
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It begun all alone
and to gallant no one
raising splendor, the talent to laud the Sun
yet to dictate all the norms
It claws up the eastern wall
Meritorious concatenation
of laurels and feats to set up foundation
what a fearsome endowment is found in ours
fallow cunning to build on
It wanders through the hanging vault
Picturesque labarum
may we all be consumed
by the fire that gathers around all throngs
they kindle under the blue dome
It sets at the west again
to be chased by dictum rain
Carrying new dreams and having
breakfast with unknown characters
Walking to nowhere
Now I see life is changing
not in the way expected
It's like i'm sitted watching as it goes by
deeds assembled by the time
Listening to sounds of tomorrow
Just hearing sounds of tomorrow
Songs no one else could borrow
because they're mine
my mind
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8. |
Shy Guy
04:00
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I wish I could refrain from staring at ya
girl, you caught my eye
and I want to tell you those things
but I'm just a-one shy guy
They shake their heads and tell me to forget
not understanding why
fall in love with someone like you are when I'm uncool and shy
It isn't nice when you pass through my side
you sweep me off the floor
I try to catch up and say hi
while you are reaching out the door
And even if you threw a rock at me
I wouldn't fight or cry
couldn't care less bout what you did
just wanna say I'm your shy guy
But who am I trying to deceive
you won't even see
I exist, 'though my existance is just a bad dream
as you won't see that i'm done tapdancing alone
Flowers and shells
and bricks and also what I love most like mushrooms
even coins, twinkling stars
bowls of delicious cherries, spaghetti
in a heartbeat I would give all these to you
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9. |
Whipping
06:13
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What is done is done
how can I atone
for this rout I lay so unworthy of my name
to serve the king was out of line
if all I can bring is this fodder unfit for swine
What is done is done
how can I atone
flawless in my head, my performance fell dead
to go on living is out of line
if under said litter is the sum of my talents combined
To be praised
for having done one's duty is the worst offense
so how to show my face
there's no defense
Rig down
this weight
REPENT
REPENT
Renounce
such shame
REPENT
REPENT
What is done is done, I beg your attention
François Vatel is gone
his end dares explanation
So let's share his triumphs, the reach of his grasp
perfection in his craft
no other art is high enough
they all sound superfluous
Let's share his triumphs here, they're so divine
no king is fit to dine
and thanks to him
if anything
to serve the king is out of line
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Maybe some time they used to call us friends
that age is now no more
for all the things you've done there's no amend
so I will give you your war
You hide behind your iron mask of lies
not even you believe
what you can't grasp is that it made you blind
that is what I can't forgive
Point of no return has passed
We will meet soon: may the die be cast
You say I'm blind but can't see
your actions are plain naive
raising shields to guard, but assaulting me
You seem to think you know best
your words no one can contest
things are never black or white as you guess
These are not lies I tell
your thoughts are fake as well
doesn't make them true just because you yell
Where is that man I know
now only loathing grows
burning what's left of a long time ago
Oath made in candor
bonds of much higher standard than blood
brothers in arms and vouched trust
know
not one man shall forego
plights we take and hold
Kinship of virtue
molded on ceaseless nurture, my friend
rapports of union never end
shout
so the sky never doubts
of such a steadfast vow
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New Motive Power
08:21
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My faith is true
despite my creed
whatever You do I cannot see
all these deceptions are ruining me
no one is hearing my pleas
Such lack of love
gave life to plans
something from above but made by man
New Motive Power is to be born
will It hear pleas from anyone?
The guilt of a surd request
bruising glass from the last theoretic geometry
as deep as a bite can be
in debris is the key for the answer no one guessed
Freewill is a thin concept
when expressed through the jest of voiceless Entities
equations of sentient bliss
how could we disagree with the law spelled from His breath?
Clinchers of shame
find themselves wrong
there's no one to blame as it goes on
may any side be right on its own
precepts mean nothing alone
Nobody doubts
what algebra claims
scholars and devouts are all the same
when throwing gaffs to slay Timor Tom
isn't enough to hear his song?
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Who is this disturbing man, his eyes on me
frozen in effigy
what had to be done makes me someone I can't deny
that's why reflections have to lie
Prancing on the drenched earth of tyrian shade
blind of tolls braved this day
as brothers give in to celebrate forgetting
siblings lay as ransom on the ring
Will anything be the way I recognize
in this land of goodbyes
victories like this I could not bear to win again
but then would I be free to yield?
To do what I needed to do so I'd win
I knew what it meant and went through with it all
so there is but one thing I will never be
able to admit or tell anyone now
It wasn't worth it
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