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No More Aves
04:23
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Sing me away
Tell me tales of distant lands
Where heroes and villains
Are friends in the end
And the blood
Could wash from their hands
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm woke every hour
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm woke every hour
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm woke every hour
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm reminded every hour
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
My name is not
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Sing me away
Let me dream in the distant ruins
Where bergamot perfume
Hangs sweet in the air
Instead of this teargas
Instead of these smoke bombs
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm woke every hour
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm woke every hour
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm woke every hour
I want to sleep all the day
But I'm reminded every hour
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
Power doesn't know my name
They don't care about me
My name is not
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
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Use the candles
To light the torches
Not eye for eye
But teeth for a tooth
Wakey-wakey little babies
It’s time to feed on American blood
I laugh myself to death
Inside of programs
These thoughts have grown
Beyond their season
If love won’t bring us
Back to reason
I laugh myself to death
Inside of programs
Burn it all
The wheat and the chaff
We shall never
Live by bread again
Cancel all
Who dare think different
This our mantra
Our hidden agenda
The final solution
I laugh myself to death
Inside of programs
These thoughts have grown
Beyond their season
If love won’t bring us
Back to reason
I laugh myself to death
Inside of programs
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3. |
These Kids Have Fangs
05:16
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Anna I hear you crying
But I cannot stop the war
And I know you know
That life just isn’t fair
Double standard consequences
Corrupting our souls
Flaming skulls
That laugh at all your tears
You better run
The moving target hides the best
Because you are just howling at the moon
I heard the new battle cry
To steal back what was stolen first
“Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!”
With pirate mind and pirate eye
Shout freedom like a canon burst
“Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho!”
You better run
Your Jolly Roger up the mast
Because you are just howling at the moon
“Free speech!” you cried with a valiant tongue
But when someone whispered something wrong
You sang the killing song
You sang the killing song
When the old man lived a life too long
And didn’t make this world a perfect one
You sang the killing song
You sang the killing song
When all of the running is done at last
And your future catches up with your past
Will you deny their place?
Are they the human race?
History beckons and destiny calls
Those who were noble shall now take the fall
They will take the blame
Release us from shame
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Your heart
Your brain
No novocaine
Your laugh
Your smile
No novocaine
Your tears
Your sighs
No novocaine
Your love
Your lies
No novocaine
Your heart
Your brain
No novocaine
Your joy
Your pain
No novocaine
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5. |
Lies I Tell Myself
05:52
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Everyone finds what they seek
Everyone gets what they need
These are just the lies I tell myself
These are just the lies I tell myself
Sometimes when you're right you're wrong
The weak are overcome by the strong
Maybe I was just away too long
Maybe I was just away too long
The light will always help you see
This whole world was made for you and me
These are just the lies I tell myself
These are just the lies I tell myself
We separate like the sun and moon
We harmonize like a forgotten tune
Maybe I just said goodnight too soon
Maybe I just said goodnight too soon
Her heart will always burn for me
Like a fish pulled out from the see
These are just the lies I tell myself
These are just the lies I tell myself
Nothing remains
Nothing stays
There's no such thing as, For Always
Maybe I just lost my way
Maybe I just lost my way
Maybe I just lost my way
Maybe I just lost my way
Maybe I just lost my way
Maybe I just lost my way
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6. |
This Middle Space
04:13
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All my dreams are in vertigo
Undulating slow
In the air
In the air
Bridges raising from east to west
But in this middle space
I can lose myself
All my friends say that heaven knows
Where we come and go
I don’t know
I don’t know
Mirrors reflecting mirrors
Help me see myself
In forever
Breath it out
Breath it out
Breath it out
Breath it out
Hide the errors in the back
Errata in the back
We were streamlined
Streamlined
How much would you pay?
How much would you pay to be streamlined?
Streamlined?
You can buy the keys to Heaven
Buy the Pearly Gates
It’s all streamlined
Streamlined
It’s the tricks of my trade
The tricks of my trade
I can’t ride this train no more
When you think of me
C’est la vie
C’est la vie
I can’t say if I’ll sleep or wake
I’m not sure enough
To take over the hands of fate
Breath it out
Breath it out
Breath it out
Breath it out
I still watch the towers fall
And I wonder if I ever could believe
My powers only go so far
I can move the air
But I can’t part the sea
Breath it out
Breath it out
Breath it out
Breath it out
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7. |
Before the Work is Done
05:51
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Before all this work is done
We will weep
All must be torn down
We will build again
A people born of fire
Take your part and pick your side
We shall see
All ships rising with the tide
Some will not make it aboard
Drowning on the shore
Disenchanted overtures
Performed with arrows in your bows
The knives inside your voice that sing
The discord you're imagining
Your panic
Your flurries
Your record on repeat
No more space for me
Before all the work is done
Will we still be?
Are we the sacrifice required
To tear down the old empire?
We shall see
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8. |
Helios and Selene
04:06
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In the reaches of the human sphere
Or human disguise
Give equal weight to the open eye
And to the dreaming
Helios drives across the sky
In indifferent splendor
Always aimed at the evening
Through mortal mystery
And naked warnings
I see your eyes like a winter haze
I will keep you 'till the end of days
Our end of days
The honest truth told with lies
And vision twain
Only seeing the left or the right
Selene glows across the pools
The endless sea
Caring not for sage or fool
For all our woes
All our schemes
All our double-dealing
Through mortal mystery
And naked warnings
I see your eyes like a winter haze
I will keep you 'till the end of days
Our end of days
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Urban Jack Portland, Oregon
Urban Jack (aka Simon Milliman) is a composer, producer, rock & roller, photographer residing in Portland, Oregon. Other ongoing music projects include: Subterranean Howl, Fat Mannequins, and Azar.
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