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After A Dream
04:59
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I awoke in the very same pose
Despite a bout of imperfect dreams
An overwhelming voice from within
Grabbed my lungs and throat and it screamed
“And our thoughts disintegrate like a good day
Breezing along at a passing glance
Bouncing about and weary no more
Plain to see and proud to be
No limitations towards desperation
A gurgling sea of purity
Affection to share with nothing but care
Warmth and smiles in very short whiles
Perfecting none, that goal is a myth
The attainment is your new shining prize
Don’t strive but become with little pursuit
No sweat lost in longing but only in living
As needed, as one, as only, as none
Painting the world after it’s done
Not planning before or mourning the yore
No more to presume or planting your gloom
Spread teeth over your face
Admire this beautiful fucking place”
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2. |
Incessantly
02:27
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The tumor inside my brain
Talks to me incessantly
But it never has much to say
The blood that’s inside my veins
Flows through me incessantly
But it always gets in the way
The impulse that guides my reins
Strangles me incessantly
And it won’t ever let me play
Won’t ever let me play
The tumor inside my brain
The blood that’s inside my veins
The impulse that’s guides my reins
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3. |
Further From You
03:38
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You never opened your mouth
With the sincerity
That escaped from your pen
No words were uttered
That could ever eclipse
The depth and the love you pooled in that wet ink
You managed to see this as a strength
This silent tension that filled up the air
Fantastic illusions of understanding
That static depression, alive and left bare
I told you “I’m sorry,” you wrote out the words
I told you “I love you,” you wrote out the words
I told you to hate me, you ran for your pen
I told you “I’m leaving,” you opened your mouth
A years worth of words
Dusty on your tongue
Poured out from your lips like a treacherous storm
Attempting to cut off the path
Of my only escape
A road that grew brighter as it wound
Further, further, further
Further from you
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4. |
Unadulterate
03:35
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She said “I never gave up, I was always the ghost”
She said “I never gave up, I was always the ghost”
She spread, her lips, flushing cold and there I was all alone
She spread, her lips flushing cold and there I was all alone
I don’t know how we arrived here
Bodies fated
Unaware of what we’ve lost
Devastated
Memories to rust and then to dust
Until it blows away
Where do you draw the line between love and infatuation?
Across your wrist
Across your neck
Fever and suffering
At your expense
And all of us lose
And none of us win
And we’ll both promise
To never let it happen again
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5. |
You Are
04:59
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You were my woman, my lover, my friend
Some wounds are just too bloody to mend
If I did it all over I’d leave you again
You were my woman, my lover, my friend
The blackened heart memories formed bitter resent
Constant complaints held under my breath
Strangling my soul with each hour spent
The blackened heart memories formed bitter resent
So I’m burning the letters you wrote
And I’m bringing the ashes to sea
And I’m burning myself with the boat
To destroy every last memory
Of you and me
You are my lover but you’re not my friend
Sometimes a love is too perfect to end
If I can’t live without you I’ll have to pretend
You are my lover but you’re not my friend
So I’m burning the letters you wrote
And I’m bringing the ashes to sea
And I’m burning myself with the boat
To destroy every last memory
Of you and me
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6. |
Dark Matter Town
03:38
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I dug a hole for twenty years
And I made that hole a home
Decorated with friends and beer
And reverberating notes
For every cherished memory
You were never far away
Symphonies inside my head
And words stuffed in my cheeks
Then one day a lonely boy said
“I’m gonna write a song”
Nothing too earth-shattering
Probably something about his mom
Or what was on the news that day
Or anything that fit
It probably wasn’t the best thing
But he knew that he couldn’t quit
Years pass by and some friends die
Many good ones still remain
Grateful for familiar eyes
That remember all those days
When we were making the mistakes
That made us feel alive
Curb-stompin’ our innocence
In search of our new minds
The lessons that you gave me left
Happy crows upon my face
Never thought I’d see the day
When my trust in you would fade
But everything must end you see
And this will be the same
You’ll still be there to serenade
Lay a clef upon my grave
My hands are falling off each day
At a time when I found a voice
The confidence to hold this pen
Wasn’t really my own choice
These words just fit into the space
Where your notes let them reside
You’ll always pass along that gift
A song can never die
Music is the only thing
That’ll save the human race
Hopefully that doesn’t mean
Singing kum-bay-yah in space
So you don’t kill the astronaut
Who’s supposed to grow your food
Or end up beating up the girl
Who will mother your next brood
Come back down to earth again
And we’ll sing this night away
Hug your friends and family
Like it is their final day
‘Cause you don’t know if it may be
Or how long you will stay
Am I the only one who hopes
It’ll never end today
Never End Today
I’ve got so many notes left to play
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7. |
Never End Today
03:45
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Jason York Oceanside, California
Jason York is a Bass Player and Arranger. Influenced by Victor Wooten, Stanley Clarke, Nick Cave, Dillinger Escape Plan, Ministry, and more. York creates music representing the wealth of styles that have inspired him throughout the years. He currently sings and plays bass for the San Diego band, Parade of Horribles; the band also organizes annual Punk Rock Food Drive events for local food banks. ... more
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