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Ground State

by Robbie Brown

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1.
Truth 14:13
[Synth solo] [Guitar soli] Cold sweat, sleepless, regret, helpless Too much thinking, world is shrinking Memories calling, heart is falling Maybe time's come to say [Guitar soli] Nature, nurture, mental torture Primal screaming, is this dreaming Full moon brightness, golden likeness So much time has sped by "It isn't so bad" they say "No reason to waste your days Replaying events left on the tape" But thoughts I cannot convey And yes, my mind as strayed Oh it has located another doomsday Searching for the truth, bound to reality We all want sense of self, demons gone to hell and the prospect of getting well Searching for the ruse in the mind's duality Life's a big show-and-tell, come on out of the shell as we leave our doubts on the shelf We all want the truth, yes we all want the truth Come on out of your shell We all wanna know ourselves Even if you feel alone We all want our truth to show [Guitar soli] [Guitar solo] Searching for the truth, bound to reality We all want sense of self, demons gone to hell and the prospect of getting well Searching for the ruse in the mind's duality Life's a big show-and-tell, come on out of the shell as we leave our doubts on the shelf Searching for the truth, bound to reality Yes we search for the truth, yes we search for the truth Searching for the ruse in the mind's duality Yes we search for the truth, yes we search for the truth Yes we're lookin' We're tryin' We're lookin' Always tryin' Always lookin' Always tryin' to find Always [Synth solo]
2.
Don't call it a dream if you want it to come true Don't blow all your steam when you try to break through Don't call it a dream Don't lose who you are to find who you wanna be Don't throw out your heart to see what you wanna see Don't lose who you are It's called a dream when it shows the world as it should be And it will never show its face to you and me Unless we call its name, until it longs for just the same There's so much to learn, knowledge growing as you live There's so much to earn, and so much that you could give There's so much to learn There's no black and white, only Roy G. Biv and me There's reason to fight, but compassion you will need There's no black and white It's called a dream when it shows the world as it seems And it will never show its bounty to you and me Unless we call its name, until it longs for just the same [Synth solo] [Guitar solo] Don't call it a dream if you want it to come true Don't blow all your steam when you try to break through Don't call it a dream There's so much to learn, knowledge growing as you live There's so much to earn, and so much that you could give There's so much to learn It's called a dream when it shows the world as it seems And it will never show its bounty to you and me Unless we call its name, until it longs for just the same, yeah It's called a dream when it shows the world as it should be And it will never show its face to you and me Unless we call its name, until it longs for just the same Don't call it a dream Don't call it a dream Don't call it a dream
3.
Dogma 03:24
When karma runs over your dogma Who you gonna run to, who's gonna make you feel better Not your friend with benefits Your highness, he's gonna kill you with kindness I believed in the family you promised me we would be I subscribed to your version of reality Do you remember when times were tough, we found a diamond in the rough You had it in you to tell me it's just not enough Throwin' all this shade, well now it's nice and cool Need to leave your shed, I ain't no box store tool When karma runs over your dogma Who you gonna run to, who's gonna make you feel better Not your friend with benefits Your highness, he's gonna bring you to blindness You believe in carnality, it's killing me, let me breathe I don't wanna be your fantasy fatality Gotta tell you there simply must be more than screwing into dust Gonna turn your downstairs into rust The primal tension's in the stratosphere Is a day without action really your deepest fear When karma runs over your dogma Who you gonna run to, who's gonna make you feel better Not your friend with benefits Your highness, he's gonna bring you to blindness Throwin' all this shade and now it's cool, much too cool Need to leave your shed, I ain't no tool The primal tension's in the stratosphere You gotta tell me why you're really here, tell me why [Trombone solo] When karma runs over your dogma Who you gonna run to, who's gonna make you feel better Not your friend with benefits Your highness, he's gonna kill you with kindness
4.
Try to reason, staring down the barrel of a gun Futile gesture, you know this truth won't set with the sun They come with pitchforks and torches, you come with ifs, ands, or buts And their design is morbid, no time to play the putz There's something lost in translation, a fear we bury within You see this once-great nation, the end could truly begin If we're not careful, the fire we hold will get us burned If we're not careful, we throw away all we have earned Come one, come all, stand up to hate Make hate sit down, don't hesitate No standing pat, averting eyes Their forces soon will mobilize If we're not careful Something's brewin', not too far from blowin' up What are we doin', the nerve of never showin' up What good is being so vocal if we don't stand in the rain If we don't stand and be counted, if we can only complain And you know history won't flow, it moves in leaps and bounds If no one stands up for the good then we will lose solid ground If we're not careful, there won't be higher ground to land on If we're not careful, we blow it for woman and man, oh Come one, come all, let's be the change We want to see, don't stay deranged No standing by, no losing touch No giving up, we'd lose to much If we're not careful [Guitar solo] If we're not careful, the fire we hold will get us burned If we're not careful, we throw away all we have earned Come one, come all, stand up to hate Make hate sit down, don't hesitate No standing pat, averting eyes Their forces soon will mobilize If we're not careful If we're not careful
5.
Manufacture my consent, oh my factory dearest Any time of year but Lent, keep up my appearance But I really need my fix, everyone has done it Gotta get the proper mix, bodies fallin' under I am not myself, I am just a product I am on the shelf, only a construct Only way to please me is through disease Got magazines to appease But wait, there's more This offer has begun, two for the price of one We'll give you shipping for free, satisfaction guaranteed This offer ends today, but no, you shouldn't wait This deal's a dynamo, our toll-free number below I don't want to be left out, break the mold of lame clay I gotta know what this hype's all about, gotta wait 'til payday Please let me fit in with the crowd, primal, pure desire Silently we scream aloud, fuel the social fire I am not myself, I am just a product I am on the shelf, only a construct Want to be engaged in the social cage All the sheep are free-range, ain't it strange But wait, there's more This offer has begun, three for the price of one We'll give you shipping for free, crippling anxiety This sale ends today, fritter your pay away This deal's a dynamo, our toll-free number's below I'm an armchair anthropologist, perennial apologist But wait, there's more This offer has begun, four for the price of one We'll give you shipping for free, satisfaction guaranteed This offer ends today, but no, you shouldn't wait This deal's a dynamo, more This offer has begun, five for the price of one We'll give you shipping for free, crippling anxiety This sale ends today, fritter your pay away This deal's a dynamo, call our toll-free number below
6.
Ground State 03:03
Instrumental
7.
They were worlds apart, or so they're told With stronger hearts than rules of old And the courage and desire to break the mold Well aware of fatal consequence On both sides of the Pickett fence If anyone in town dares to relent But love is such a powerful word, it sends you soul reelin' skyward As the crow flies, listen to her sing her song With your own eyes, see her will to carry on Set it free, set it free, tell me why don't you let her be As the crow flies, fate will force itself to be They were worlds apart in public space With sanctions barring mingling race And a leader more concerned with saving face To share a room held consequence Outside the home in every sense And no one in their town dared to relent Their love was just too strong and free to be kept quiet by a decree As the crow flies, you can call it quite bizarre With your own eyes, see her spread her wings so far Set it free, set it free, is it so difficult to see As the crow flies, fate will force itself to be But love is such a powerful word, it sends you soul reelin' skyward But love is such a powerful word, it sends you soul reelin' skyward [Synth solo] They were worlds apart, but nevermore In tandem crossed the final shore Left before the victory they were fighting for And up there, there is no consequence If they hold their hands outside the fence of Home and hearth, no need again to relent 'Cause love is such a powerful word, it sent their souls reelin' skyward As the crow flies, listen as they hum their song With your own eyes, see their will to carry on Set it free, set it free, tell me why don't you let them be As the crow flies, fate will force itself to be [Synth solo] Fate will force itself to be

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In the summer of 2017, I was in a new wave phase. I had just bought this 88-key MIDI keyboard, and I was more than ready to see what it could do. These compositions are some of the better results from my experiments in the remainder of that year.

At the same time I was studying chemistry in college, and I became fascinated by electron behavior in particular. An electron in its normal state of energy is said to be in its GROUND STATE, which I thought would make an excellent name for a band... which I didn't put enough time into. It felt like the most appropriate name for this album when I was compiling it in late 2019 however.

Cover art: pixabay.com/photos/icosahedral-atoms-models-balls-2071276/

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released January 3, 2020

Robbie Brown - lyrics, composition, production, instruments, and vocals

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Robbie Brown Lansing, Michigan

I write music about the human condition, driven by soundscapes inspired from a broad range of metal, rock, and R&B.

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