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Cellar Door
09:48
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A storm is coming
There isn’t much time
Soon the sky will open
And there will be just you and I
Left with our memories
Of tragedy and despair
It reminds me what the world is
In cold morning air
BUT I CANT LET TIME
CEASE TO BE…
…Is this an illusion
Or am I truly mad
Im on this carousel
Spinning off the track
I must take control
For I can see the path…
….AND AS THE SKY
OPENS UP TO ME….
…I can see the future
It is the past
I am a super hero
This reality won’t last
So to save the universe
I must travel back…
…BUT WHY OH WHY
IS FATE LEFT TO ME
And yet I sit laughing
Starring death in the face
I sacrifice this waking life
To leave you in my place
-Darren Ross
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Chemtrails in the moon light
These coals and embers start to die
A skeleton dances underwater
A plastic bag drifts on down a road
New age tumbleweed for a future ghost town
Flying titanic's final resting ground
Nothing left to do
But build with these tools
Of charred books
Start anew
“I guess we’ll just have to try it ourselves”
“Our riches of knowledge were burned”
“Why did I take for granted?”
“Things aren’t so easy when earned"
-Darren Ross
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3. |
livE
04:32
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To aid
Or to kill
Suture, tear,
Blood is spilled
Row
To lake of ash
Don’t close your eyes
Splash
Told
What to do
By the screens
You compute
We, selling souls
Burning coal
Never grow old
Talking bag of meat
Set's the price
On your demise
I want
What I want
Its what you got
Its mine now
Mud
The sweetest pie
Made of land
That I own
Sleep
On jagged hill
A stones throw
From a false home
We, selling souls
Fossil fuel's
Never grow old
Talking bag of meat
Set's the price
On your demise
-Darren Ross
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4. |
Holehead
09:18
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chimes ringing in my hollow depths
fill it with the drive to empty that bottle
where my head goes is the darkest mess
i feel it's wrong, but its still hard to swallow
...sometimes
my mind cleaves
meat from the bone
sledgehammers break the trust
carved in stone
i fight my want
to beleive its true
i hate the fact
of my black, my blue
chimes ringing in my hollow depths
fill it with the drive to empty that bottle
where my head goes is the darkest mess
i feel it's wrong, but its still hard to swallow
...sometimes
m'brain's a broken branch
at the thought'a rope
but sittin, stewin on it
is chopped wood that burns to slow
my head it wanders
to the darkest hole
i need a heavy blaze
but some days, its glowing coal
my mind cleaves
meat from the bone
sledgehammers break the trust
carved in stone
my head it wanders
to the darkest hole
i need a heavy blaze
but some days, its glowing coal
-Darren Ross
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