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An Ant
03:01
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I'm no different than an ant,
I gather up food and then I throw it down the hatch,
I got a fear of giants and I hide from the rain,
and I don't know why I'm alive or why I work all day.
I'm no different than the grass,
when underneath your shoe is where I'm gonna rest,
deep down in the Earth is a place to relax,
down in the Earth's warm permanent press.
Nobody's no better than you,
we're all just wandering around and doing what we got to do,
and sometimes you might fall or you might feel afraid,
but you can use your hands and try to push through.
I can't wait for something easier.
My own place in the shade, drinking water.
I'm no different than an ant,
I hide under a mound that I try to protect,
I gotta make my living, sleep and sustain,
and I don't know why I'm alive or why I like it this way.
I don't sing better than the birds,
even if I wake up I still wouldn't be heard,
because my morning pipes can't push my words,
if they could it still wouldn't sound pure.
Nobody's no better than you,
we're all just wandering around and doing what we got to do,
and sometimes you might fall or you might feel afraid
but you can use your hands to try to push through.
Use your hands and try to push through.
I can't wait for something easier,
my own place in the shade, drinking water.
And I'm not trying to say that this would make me happier.
No I just want to save my place, I just want to be better.
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2. |
A Dot on a Line
04:53
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I used to be friends with Jason Everest,
his Dad's last name was a big mountain.
His Uncle, Mom, and Grandparents smoked cigarettes in the house where they all lived.
And on weekends we'd be backyard wrestling,
and just like Ric Flair he'd cut his own head-
bleed everywhere, not really thinking about pain, people, or stillborn promises.
We'd go ride bikes up to Dad's apartment,
waking up strangers on Saturday morning,
over at Mom's Steve was off spacin'- and later we suspected agent orange.
He dropped us off to go see Titanic,
4 hours long to do whatever we wanted,
all counter culture with no driver's license in the same Mall Town where I still live.
Here's a slip in time.
Here's a dot on a line.
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3. |
Circling By
05:13
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Please O' Lord demolish this,
and contradict all that will ever exist.
Please Old Hell let your fire shine true,
it's that or else the paradigm's no use.
Please Young Void stay intangible,
cloaked and veiled, unable to hold.
Please Deep Mind, be unpredictable,
no hour glass, no map or mold.
Harder and hardened and hardly aware,
we're all just circling by.
Often dishonest and guided by weakness,
we're all just circling by.
Harder and hardened to old holy helplessness,
we're all just circling by.
Harder and hardened and hardly aware,
we're all just circling by.
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