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Today, I wrote a list
Of all the places I insist
I need to go to
With or without you
A reincarnation
A space time vacation
A light speed transmission
With no destination
We learn something new
Every single day
While the doors we all open
All remain the same
And we're the ones to blame
'Cause we're the ones who care
Walking circles with no purpose
It's nowhere, but it's there
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I Must Be High
03:33
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Live stream
Down the mountain, into your sink
You sweat it out until the room stinks
Of your lifelong dreams
Contact
Down to FaceTime, and to your cat
Just when you thought you were all that
In your live stream
I breathe
In and out, and try to see things
I must be high
High tides
Rising up to meet with live wires
Under helicopter spotlights
It don't sit right
I breathe
In and out, and try to see things
I must be high
Live stream
Down the tap, and into your drink
You sweat it out until the room sinks
On your hands and knees
I breathe
In and out, and dare to see
Through pressures from society
That beat you down until you're thinking
I must be high
I must be high
I must be high
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3. |
Mitosis
04:16
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Seems like my words have gone to waste on you
So, I'll just sit here while you speak
Do you see that in me?
Got it on his brain to keep his space from you
Swat away your hand when you reach
Do you see that in me?
Does it break you?
Do you feel that distance from me too?
Guess that means I'll make an effort
Let you in on where I've been
Watch you roll your eyes
As I roll the dice
But, I know I can do better
Keep it watered, and we'll grow
Might be lead astray
But, I'll show my face
I hear your thoughts, and can relate to them
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
When it lands, what will it be?
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I Talk To Myself
03:11
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I sit
Watching how the people click
Over pixellations
Head down
Vacant faces pass the crown
To future generations
Create them
I talk to myself
They have never noticed
I talk to myself
I just can't go thoughtless
There's no way
Blank screen
Starved of creativity
Logged in for the feed
Freed speech
Projected insecurities
Flood the eyes around me
Will they see?
I talk to myself
One day they'll receive it
I talk to myself
Hope they can conceive it
I'll wait out to see it
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5. |
Ready To Go
03:13
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Same old dates to unfold
It will take some restraint
To uphold
Hibernate in our cave
With a hole, where mould grows
On our toes
All alone in the back
With an itch I can't scratch
I feel my feet dying to push the brake
But, I'm not letting them set the pace
I'm ready to go
All the bridges have burned
Was it worth what you earned
For the cold, when you sold off your soul?
No
All alone in the back
Guess I'll slip through the cracks
I feel my feet dying to push the brake
But, I'm not letting them set the pace
'Cause I'm set, ready to raise the stakes
I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
I'm ready to go
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Bluestone
03:42
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Bluestone
Laid to hold the earth
To fruit the seeds of something valuable
Head home, and find your own
Backbone
Sturdy as the shovel
Driven in the garden time has grown
Head home, and find your own
You have lost
What you've found
Lost your grip
Stand your ground, oh
Bluestone
Fragments of the bricks
All that exists as piles overflow
Left home, to find my own
Crossroads
Wonder if the rats will see themselves
Under the microscope
They won't, or I don't know
Yeah, I don't know...
If the filth in the lens
Is a kiss on the eye
Wash the dirt from our hands
Leave the stones where they lie
Where they lie
Where they lie
'Til the sun blows out the sky
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Creek Melbourne, Australia
Forming in Naarm / Melbourne after bonding over a shared love of Duane Allman and Dicky Betts’ lead work, Creek are four “hippie-looking blokes” with Telecasters, determined to make some noise on this planet.
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