The millions too many
Here the call, look out on the road beyond, Through glass and blood that runs along the rusted can that's home. Ploughing through the cities dust and stench that's new Local traffic stalled a while,...
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Clap hands for stained ideas, There's many a carpenter turning wheels, Turning the wheels. But will they carve out anything real? Will I carve out a stained idea? Oh look at the crowd, they're...
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These few weeks of rowing around these lakes Have moved faster than the breaks in between the smoke and the recoil routines But the harvest is on the minds of Lone farmers and the millions too many...
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The coastline was on our minds, Rock meeting water, sand represent time. I saw a man by the ocean, He was weathered like a fire burned through him, Old hunger there. Past all the grasses and into...
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Find a place in line, we're marching straight into the fire With our free will manifesto on our sleeves. Would you turn a blind eye to the freedom that surrounds us… Could you radiate the love that...
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Bearing down a train you're a wreck You have nothing yet You're mobile, just draggin' a bit On past the trees, the arks, and the freeze There's no stations left but you know that Book ends poured into...
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Here we stand outside glory's gates again. Rusted shut for centuries on end. And they're trying to sell us the keys, (to every door) But we'd rather prove our worth. (and just keep chipping away)...
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Turn on the pillars of light, And film some lovers embracing. Raise a flag to the sky, To show the world that it's sacred. But hold off on the victory parade, Reverse engineer the entire thing. As...
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