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red fish/blue fish turns me on
and a holy court saint on the run
cut em down get high and low,
echopsychobabblers all
the western man, I'll do as I am told
and I'll do it on my own
yeah, the western man, I'll do it on my own
although the warnings
tell me no man is an island or alone
slit red throats, bruised ids and arms,
the common themes are the greedy marks
cold fusion haunts come crashing down
disposability's the charm
shady lights the streets at night,
all hail the green beloved envies
fortunate fame, or so they say
yeah, we all are gone away
yeah, we all are led astray
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Running Home
04:06
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walking down a road I've been before,
don't want it no more, fighting
and giving up on the always settling for
knock and ask and seek and you will find?
hark, the better life is coming
and our perceptions are surely found awry
and are we alright?
wishing, watching we're singing
laughing, crying we're brining
hope and reference, love and deference
and we'll sing
all is one, the song is sung,
we all can come and live as one
the war is won, the world--it must be overcome,
the song is sung
war and peace and love, another day
craving the OK, striving
and pressing on toward the glories of the way
lying in a bed we never made
crying all the same, praying
how could our God cause us all this pain?
red and blue and black and white
are the colors of this night
we're running home
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trouble on the right and not far behind
giving in to easy and trouble’s what you’ll find
not giving up on right, not giving up
on sight lines, hard to find the right time
caught up in a moment such that I
want to undo, an undue I
caught up in a world that keeps such lies
fought in our hearts and for our lives
the battle of the mind and I know what’s mine
is yours of this I’m sure
I’m not giving up on me, not giving up on me
cause we will traverse this reckoning
wars at my door, I’m called to life
I’m free to die, to hemorrhage or be called to life,
a call to life as a satellite of hope and right
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The Culture Industry
04:12
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and the culture calls to stymie and suppress loss
dangled carrots in a maze, control, it costs
we're captive and alike, yet not homogenized
and we cannot deviate from our prescripted fate?
to be called out of the winding
make straight, make straight the way
distract and quantify, the mechanism's in place
how many, how much, how long--desires to placate
and though in the mire we're found,
our hope rests on solid ground
in troubled times and warnings,
love abounds
here sitting outside and the lost, not found
weigh down upon my mind
will the light go out? or grow dim inside?
contemplate a new day, a new horizon
is rising up out of the signs
and all the sounds that make up the all around
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The Primal Juxtaposition
04:29
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in life and dreams,
I have often seen the light I want to be,
in hazel eyes, lovely smiles, and all joyful revelries
I need them all, need them always
to feel full and whole, not cold or alone...
the beloved am I, and she is mine
satisfactorily and blossoming
my lover, she spoke and said to me
arise, my strength, my darling
oh beautiful, won't you come with me says she
and we'll run to the sun,
and to the life that is truly light
I cry and see just who or what it is I want to be
a little while is all it takes, at least that's what I say
to make ends meet my means aren't clear
my deeds aren't near where
my heart wants us to be
my love, my love is calling
searching and chasing after me
my love, my love is calling
anticipating my reply
my love, my love is coming
I am hers and she is mine
my love, my love is coming
she's coming to set me free
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wealth and fame, we confuse it all
where is our faith, our hope, our love?
and all the while, with joy at stake,
our hungry hearts we shroud and guard
forgive our selfish drive, our failures,
and our honest lies
our reason, and foolish vice,
our choices, and our compromise
but it's your love that inspires life, your love
it's your love we cling to at night, your love
it's your love, we know is the light, your love
symbols, roadsigns, and avenues
we miss our marks; when will we move?
toward every moment--the real defined:
in rhythm movements of our lives
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