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Prelude to a Dream
02:44
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Look to the stars as scattered thought across the night sky.
And the waves, they'll grow until they consume you.
And the waves, they'll grow until they hit shore.
So here's the thing, we have all been living in a dream.
We drive this new machine, will someone tell me what it's like to breathe.
Cause all of these days, we have been living with a bit of confusion.
And all of these days, we have lived within this illusion.
So take all of your alibis and turn them into lullabies
So now and here is the time. This is the place that we unwind.
Picture those for whom which we wait to be the pieces of missing paint, in dreams once shared through love and fate, by all of those who didn't break by all the rain clouds we have made.
So take all of your alibis and turn them into lullabies
Love is not for the week but for all a necessary lullaby
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2. |
Premonitions
03:25
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V-The night of darkness you at all we need. The dawn of hell, to all of you I bring.
Bad moon rising you need to pay , controlled with wires that bend and sway.
C-Now your secrets have their own ambitions trying to get out their own decision.
And the messenger of death has your number just watch the acid burn and try to remember that a death note just might return to sender. And your actions just might have become how you were ended.
V-Out of the blackened ship it was you who found your feet. Blew up the planets; this game is complete - the great fall has come - and we have seen the profit. A master of fear to face the sound of darkness.
C-Now your secrets have their own ambitions trying to get out their own decision.
And the messenger of death has your number just watch the acid burn and try to remember that a death note just might return to sender. And your actions just might have become how you were ended.
Outro - the fault lives not in the stars, but in ourselves. Nostradamus’s words can’t save us now.
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3. |
Plans
04:37
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The smoke fills the room and I look to you.
The stars forever share our dreams after tonight.
And I hear a voice one single voice
My heart still beats for the moment
Hopefully the hull will hold at these types of speeds, cause who knows how far the place is where the waves hit the shore.
I don't think it is very far from here and we have to brace for impact.
Colors will fade all guarded will be prey and this was not a part of your plans.
For I am trying to let you see that you are not as warm as you might feel; you must have lost your voice when the flame became the choice. And now, one day, all of the world will forget to remember your name, and I will do the same.
The counting has to stop cause all I hear are the tick tick tock of broken thoughts.
We threw the first stone but we threw it at our own home. And missed the pictures missed the pictures hanging on the wall.
Hopefully the hull will hold at these types of speeds, cause who knows how far the place is where the waves hit the shore.
I don't think it is very far from here and we have to brace for impact.
Colors will fade all guarded will be prey and this was not a part of your plans.
For I am trying to let you see that you are not as warm as you might feel; you must have lost your voice when the flame became the choice. And now, one day, all of the world will forget to remember your name, and I will do the same.
Bridge - so let it go, let it go for the sake of it growing old . if you wanted to know all it took was watching this disaster happen. The fight has changed it's not the same damn game so let it go.
Colors will fade all guarded will be prey and this was not a part of your plans.
For I am trying to let you see that you are not as warm as you might feel; you must have lost your voice when the flame became the choice. And now, one day, all of the world will forget to remember your name, and I will do the same.
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4. |
Thanks
04:19
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I wanted to thank you for never really playing the game.
I wanted to praise your inaction, you’re always looking the same. you know it doesn’t get much easier than this, unless you’re trying to fake it.
So stop playing around and set your sights upon the crowd; ‘cause they are not paying you for your pretty face. But you are being paid to walk a pace and be there for the just in case, so,
Thanks for nothing my best friend.
I wanted to ask you if you’ve ever thought of changing your name.
I wanted to tell you that your focus, it better change.
Cause the water’s not going anywhere and still you act you don’t even care.
So stop playing around and set your sights upon the crowd; ‘cause they are not paying you for your pretty face. But you are being paid to walk a pace and be there for the just in case, so,
Thanks for nothing my best friend.
What are you looking at there’s no body there? Does it look like I care? It’s one o’clock and we all have to walk this beat. So try to tell me why you are so damn weak.
So stop playing around and set your sights upon the crowd; ‘cause they are not paying you for your pretty face. But you are being paid to walk a pace and be there for the just in case, so,
Thanks for nothing my best friend.
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5. |
Lunar Pulses
03:19
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Picture the day when you return home and this is never again this constant breath, Is never again this unfed death.
Is only a blinding darkness - shining through the halo - So smile for now for though the Faith is strong it doesn’t for the life of god make us right.
But if you will it if you want it if you only just but ask... that day is today.
Yes we are out there look upon our face chosen ones. These waves upon the brain make us feel the love the hate and everything in between. Yes, we are out there.
Picture the day when you take control of your growing senses, of your imperfect tenses. Your wave is defenseless and it’s rolling towards the fence , but
But if you will it if you want it if you only just but ask... that day is today.
Yes we are out there look upon our face chosen ones. These waves upon the brain make us feel the love the hate and everything in between. Yes, we are out there.
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6. |
The Middle Generation
04:41
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Every day – each week of this month –
Was exactly the same as the last.
You’re holding on to an elephant’s tale,
So don’t forget about the rest.
And it’s so predictable that it makes such a scene.
Just act like nothing is happening, and fall away,
Then follow me.
To tell it all, would do nothing at all,
So I guess this will have to do:
“The devil choked as he began to spoke”
These are words we already knew.
And it’s so predictable that it makes such a scene.
Just act like nothing is happening, and fall away,
Then follow me.
Although the sign on the door says Welcome,
I will still check to see if
It is safe to stay the night.
He worked the soil til it bled dry; until his bones came weak, and he had to make up his mind.
When a curse of a man asked “Where?”
Not “What” is the time.
He says
“Everything matters for something somehow; just act like nothing’s happening and fall away.
Just act like nothing’s happening and follow me.”
Although the sign on the door says Welcome,
I will still check to see if
It is safe to stay the night.
He worked the soil til it bled dry; until his bones came weak, and he had to make up his mind.
When a curse of a man asked “Where?”
Not “What” is the time.
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7. |
A Murdering Theory
04:29
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We’ve been separating innocence from words since your birth. Just because you pretend to hear me does not take away from the storm about to come.
I have everything to say I have every right to say it to you.
And I know that taste that ugly living thing.
And I’ll give it all up to do without it.
And I’ll give it all up to feel it’s absence.
Bring back the world with your words.
Bring back the light with the air,
And with this knife - take the life from his lungs. Is it you we have to pay for all this suffering? Is it you?
There’ll be hell to pay for this if you don’t fix this and fix it now.
This is not my war this is not my fight.
Remember that few found it impossible to be as deep as the universe.
And sometimes we don’t need to turn around just drift with the flow. Please drift with the flow.
But it’s the things we give up to have everything that we wanted.
And I know that taste that ugly living thing.
And I’ll give it all up to do without it.
And I’ll give it all up to feel it’s absence.
Bring back the world with your words.
Bring back the light with the air,
And with this knife - take the life from his lungs. Is it you we have to pay for all this suffering? Is it you?
There’ll be hell to pay for this if you don’t fix this and fix it now.
This is not my war this is not my fight.
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8. |
Passing Abandoned Ships
03:36
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How is it that you can break me down and make me feel this way.
How is it that we were once the same water whipping clean your name.
Now your set to sail again and who loves you more than them.
So goodbye for the last time, I’ll remain to see what t brings; what ungodly horrors unveil.
I’m tattered and torn but not broken.
Reality shattered, I am flying no more.
I don’t need you to catch me it was you who let me fall.
I took a dive for the sake of being alive and now I am the one who’ll hold your hand in mine. Hold your hand in mine.
Why is it with your existence I stumble? Turned inside out. How is it that we were once one? You gave up when you were young? And you are sailing in to the distance; a struggle, justice, static.
So goodbye for the last time, I’ll remain to see what t brings; what ungodly horrors unveil.
I’m tattered and torn but not broken.
Reality shattered, I am flying no more.
I don’t need you to catch me it was you who let me fall.
I took a dive for the sake of being alive and now I am the one who’ll hold your hand in mine. Hold your hand in mine.
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9. |
Waves
03:52
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Disregard what will follow after the doorway. There are holes in the hull after all. There are burns in the carpet stains in the windows and webs in their frames.
I think of turning back for the shoreline - cause - every time a wave hits I lose my mind I wonder if part of this piece we shared was not mine. If part of me gave into part of the lie.
If saving a life is what the world had in mind: or if taking a break from this calloused walking line was what it meant the whole time.
I took with me the ghosts and left a letter on the mantle that said “I will be driving this point home again and again and again” And with a new smile both tattered and timid , we come to a fork in the road and have to decide which path to tread.
I think of turning back for the shoreline - cause - every time a wave hits I lose my - f - mind I wonder if part of this piece we shared was not mine. If part of me gave into part of the lie.
If saving a life is what the world had in mind: or if taking a break from this calloused walking line was what it meant the whole time.
And so we bid our time.
On it goes and so will I.
They will see within the spirit of it all that only time itself never dies.
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10. |
Unpredictable Weather
04:08
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We were functioning as unfed Dreams
There is no need for words but we say them anyway.
The dawn of something better to come it's born with the wind and dies with the son. We all - need the rain - we all need the rain.
The surface is distorted so the image we look at makes no sense at all.
The dawn of something better to come it's born with the wind and dies with the son. We all - need the rain - we all need the rain.
And I see the the light : standing before us . I see the light - headed right towards us and - it's alright we have got the means we have got the means to make it through this.
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The Captain's Log Bowling Green, Ohio
As an artist Chris uses original pieces of music and photography to express his journey . Most of his music is written with the intent to convey the parts of his reality he can not fully verbalize.
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