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Expendable
03:46
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You know I dreamt I was on the red-eye. It’s been a long flight. On my way. I bolted upright to hear the stark cries. We’re in a nose dive to our graves. As we crashed, I let out a pained sigh. To think that I’d die in this way. And as I drift high above this old life I stop and think: why? I can’t say. The feeling sinks. Not done, but over now. Expendability allies my tries of living up to my indentured life. And measured lies just fade away. And I find that this whole time, this life of mine, just fades away. When I wake I can feel the night sky bear down upon my unmarked grave. And as I’m passed by. Another failed try. I stop and think: why? I can’t say.
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Peabody
03:12
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On the downside of a life that’s been washing away. You said, “it’s alright, because I’d much rather call it a day.” You stated outright that you can’t keep the feelings at bay. Faking won’t abound this time. Runaround, rhyme away. Your throat, it closed tight and you choke on the words you would say. “Got to leave this town right now. I’ve got to leave this ground today. And it burns down deep inside keeping all the pain alive in the
one place you can’t hide. You’ve got to put that gun away.
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Bet It All Away
05:00
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A cancer spreading deep inside. For the better part of a lifetime as it passed by. And I said I wouldn’t bet my life as shadows overwhelm. Never knowing what’s in store this time. It has a way of bringing us down. You can wish it all away as it grinds out. And I swear I never cared why as the shadows take the helm. I don’t want to waste more of this time. And they’ll say, ”it’s alright” when I fade away. “You’ll be fine in no time.” And I’ll barter my life when I fade away. “You’ll be fine in no time.” Gathered around with looks of grave fear for the second time this year. And I said I wouldn’t bet my life as shadows overwhelm. I don’t want to waste no more of this time. Waking up the last time as I said it. I regret it. But I’ll bet it all away. I don’t want to wait around. I don’t want to stand my ground. I just want to bet it all away.
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BP
03:11
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Are we complicit in the shame? Staying out of playing out this soiled game. As they wait around for assistance on the ground the painful sound tears apart their structured lives. Keep on weighing down on the souls
left in these towns. Oil cakes the ground where the seabirds die. Keep banking on supply side. The plumes poison the sea. Dispersant chokehold. See the gushing of their greed. It’s a PR strategy. Exploiting tenfold. Never rushing to their need. They’re unaccountable. And the problem is insurmountable. Are we complicit in the shame. Staying out of playing out this soiled game. Can we elicit much more blame? Staying out of playing out this soiled game.
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Katrina (remastered)
04:01
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You float around your town
Where the rooftops give
The only chance for safer ground
You watched your loved ones drown
Holding on as the rushing water dragged them down
All of your life was washed away
And all they did was run away
A patent policy of privileged pride
Ignore your dignity
Ignore the poverty
When a dam breaks it can change the tide
And as the years float by
Without any aid
In a FEMA trailer you might die
Stand tall
Don't lose your pride
Carry on 'cause millions strong are by your side
All of your life was washed away
And all they did was run away
A patent policy of privileged pride
Ignore your dignity
Ignore the poverty
When a dam breaks it can change the tide
And came the forces of hurried lies
When empathy and aid is all you crave
Relief and recourse, both denied
You struggle onward even though you gave
One life for one lie.
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Runaway (remastered)
03:05
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On the downside of a downsize
How will you face your family
i don't wanna wait around
I don't wanna watch you fall right to the ground
You lost your health care with a health scare
Now you're tapped financially
I don't wanna take no more
I don't wanna see you wheeled right through that door
You don't think you'll last the day
And I know it seems that way
But then I heard you turn to say
I'm gonna run away
I know you can't cope with the lost hope
That you'll ever get your shot
I don't wanna wait around
I don't wanna hear you make that awful sound
You give a blank stare made of despair
As you pour another shot
I don't wanna take no more
I don't wanna watch you smash right through that door
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Neda (remastered)
04:25
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Cova San Jose, California
Music is neither a contest, nor an auction.
That one thought is what has kept
these musicians together through several incarnations: Soda, Outline, Black Chords.
Over the years, they’ve seen it all--good, bad, indifferent--all the while never letting it taint their reason for being: music.
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