1. |
Truth
14:13
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[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]
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2. |
Don't Call It a Dream
04:47
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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
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3. |
Dogma
03:24
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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
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4. |
If We're Not Careful
05:50
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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
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5. |
But Wait, There's More!
05:34
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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
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6. |
Ground State
03:03
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Instrumental
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7. |
As the Crow Flies
05:57
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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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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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