1. |
Great Unknown
04:29
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There's a river inside me
Twisting and winding
So endlessly
I left the path behind me
Beating and binding
For clarity
And it flows, yeah it flows
Out of my soul, out of my soul
From this place I won't follow
Live together or die alone
The choice is yours, yours on your own
And I will go alone
Out into the great unknown
Like a tree in the daylight
Reaching for new heights
Still incomplete
Like so many before me
I seek what I can't see
Inbetween
And it flows, yeah it flows
Out of my soul, out of my soul
From this place I won't follow
Live together or die alone
The choice is yours, yours on your own
And I will go alone
Out into the great unknown
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2. |
Under the Gun
03:36
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You talk but you don’t listen
I think you underestimate the situation
you know it’s true
and I can hear you
but I don’t need you to speak anymore
We’re under, under the gun
Fire on your tongue
spitting nothing but lies
you try to tell me
that rock and roll has died
well your wrong, just give it a try
and I can hear you
but I don’t need you to speak anymore
We're under, under the gun
No you can’t run no you can’t hide
we’re coming for you dead or alive
We’re under, under the gun
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3. |
What You Say
03:17
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Freedom and lies to justify your conviction
but day by day you are dwindling in ammunition
I just wish you could open your eyes
and understand that for what you love so many die
This is the problem with the verse
your devotion only makes things worse
hypocrites that testify their opinions
you live your life through fear and superstition
Watch what you say
when you're talking to me
Watch what you say
when you're talking to me
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4. |
Seeing Red
03:40
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Cold feet, chasing the shackle
heavy are the days
Repeat, weary well travelled
discord and out of phase
We don’t bleed until we see red
We don’t feed until we're fed
Dead heat, blistered and battered
no saviour in the rain
Deplete, visions devoured
empty as blue veins
We don’t bleed until we see red,
We don’t feed until we're fed,
I want to show you what is real
I want to show you how I feel
I want to show you so you can finally see
I want to show you that nothing is free, nothing is free
We don’t bleed until we see red
We don’t feed until were fed
Seeing red
I want to show you what is real
Seeing red
I want to show you how I feel
Seeing red
I want show you what is real
Seeing red
I want to show you how I feel
what is real
how I feel
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5. |
Call Like the Water
04:36
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You call like the water
pretend that you don't know my name
I’m the son, you're the father
and I will take your place, replace
I’ll catch you on the other
shore where you cannot hide
one way or another
you’ll swallow your pride, your pride
You are always on the run
You call like the water
with depths beyond the light
out of mind out of body
we’ll set our sights
You are always on the run
One day I will be set free
you don’t own me
you don't own me
And I will wait for you to rise
on the day
come what may
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6. |
Raised by Wolves
03:54
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On the high plains, with fresh stains
spending our time trying to regain
ourselves, from ourselves
to define our purpose without wealth
We were raised by wolves
that’s why you think we’re visceral
We were raised by wolves
that's why we're gone before were visible
On swaying seas we are noble steeds
Do what we love and try to make ends meat
Strange fellows we drink till we're numb
make for the canopy and stay for too long
We were raised by wolves
that’s why you think were visceral
we were raised by wolves
that’s why we’re gone before were visible
And here we stand
We’ll blaze our own trail into the unknown
start a fire and call this place our home
and let burn these days
We were raised by wolves
that’s why you think we’re visceral
We were raised by wolves
that's why we're gone before were visible
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7. |
All For You
04:13
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My body is killing me
Ever so romantically
Cutting me right in two
Two halves of me
They're both for you
They're both for you
It's all
It's all for you
One half is a broken heart
The other is a brand new start
Chasing words all around our bed
From novels to subtext
It's all been said
It's all been said
It's all been read
It's all
It's all for you
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8. |
Waiting
04:50
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It may be hard to realize, or even come as a surprise
but what was once conviction has been replaced by superstition uninvited tendencies will replace good memories
leaving behind another life
it starts with a spark
stop fucking waiting
preconceived and so contrived, all that's left after so many tries
yeah it's time for a new start
so make a break at first light, head for the hills to a new life
forget any introspection, just move those feet and choose a direction
it starts with a spark
stop fucking waiting
stumble under the window sill, wait for voices to go still
always playing
silence fills the crisp cool air, the sun charms the moon so debonaire always chasing
patience is the key to life, but I think tonight will be the night
always waiting
always waiting
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9. |
Beginnings
02:44
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his songs to new beginnings and finally the end
but we still don’t what is around the next bend,
and these days are harder then they seemed
but if we are in it together it can be as we dreamed
I am sorry for all the broken promises my friend
I’m telling you we’re on the mend
This is to new beginnings and changing tides
but we still don’t know who is along for the ride
and these days, are longer than they seemed,
but at the end of it all we’ve chased and we’ve seen
I am sorry for all the broken promises my friend
I am telling you we are on the mend
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10. |
Wandering
04:07
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A steady pace, with such grace
to find the line and retrace
a double take at mistakes
and after it all we are still awake
i’ve been wandering here for so damn long
but no one can tell me why
i’ve been wandering here for so damn long
but old wounds are hard to let lie
a steady pace to save face
redefine and erase
its not to late, to make a break
take the reigns and radiate
I’ve been wandering here for so damn long
but no one can tell me why
I’ve been wandering here for so damn long
but old wounds are hard to let lie
I’ve been wandering for so long, for so long
i’ve been wandering for so long, so, so long
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