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India
04:23
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Yesterday I threw a penny in a wishing well
I asked for truth and peace of mind
Time slips passed like a Dali painting
the surrealism defines our lives
Our sins will not be forgiven
there is no pennance for all the lies
we have told to make ourselves feel better
no forgiveness for all our crimes
And I don't understand when things got so hard
Complications used to be rare when we all played our part
Last week the worker next to me got laid off
Another economic casualty
Took his job and they moved it to India,
and now he lives out on the street
Spends his time at the shelther downtown
Another victim of corporate greed
Saw him last night and he asked me for spare change
to buy a bottle and ease his suffering
And if I should lend a hand would it all fall apart?
As united as we stand, divided we all fall
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2. |
Follow Through
02:12
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Wounded knees hit the pavement
I cant walk through the pain
Shattered face, choke on my blood
I can't get enough
But no, I won't follow through
Two more wheels, I'd have a car
but I can't travel anymore
I'm paralyzed from the waist down
An apparatus raises me up and down
So no, I won't follow through.
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3. |
Montauk
02:32
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I remember the day we drove to Montauk
Just a bunch of kids without a clue about life
There we sat on the beach, we drank and we laughed about old times
But we had no idea what that means, we were only 18 years old
I'd just gotten out on my own but I looked around and said that I'm alright
At the time it might have been untrue, I was lost not kowing what to do
I'd just moved so far away, far from everything that I knew
As we sat one more time together, close friends without a concept of forever I was sad to know things were changing
We'd all move on but I knew I'd be alright
And I'm alright.
Twelve years have passed
It's all gone by so fast
but it feels like only yesterday
We've grown up now
and moved to different towns,
We've started lives and families.
And I'm alright.
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4. |
Corporate
05:18
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Used to be a corporate whore, but now I'm just poor.
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