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Fire in Your Heart
03:04
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Follow your heart.
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Ferris Wheel
03:47
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Time to get ready, oh you know get ready child.
Time to get ready, ready for the end of time.
And we're sitting on this little rock and it's lost as it's flying through space.
But hey, at least we're first place in the Human Race.
Change your language, change the way you speak and talk.
Change your language, change the way you think your thoughts.
Then you'll realize that you can reprogram your brain and you'll see
the world in a more beautiful shade of grey.
Open the iris, open to the subtle sights.
See the ether, the spirit that dances as you die.
Then you'll realize that you are merely the death of a thousand dying stars
or what ever was said by that one guy once.
[Unintelligible spewing intensifies]
(repeat first verse)
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4. |
How We Met
03:31
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Well I was sitting down thinking about the day in which we met,
how my I eyes laid upon - ya, my hands they followed next.
But that's a story of a different time, ya a different night entirely I guess,
so I might as well start right from the start and it begins a lot like this
well there I was
sitting in a coffee shop drinking back my bitter black.
you were outside in the rain coughing smoking shitty cigarettes.
So I came out into the rain and i said hey how do ya do
you said if you're who I think you are, you might wanna take one two
steps away from me before my old man
well he's bound to come around
and he'll take that pretty little head of hair and he'll through it on the ground
and I said hey
I know rumors started spreading up like wild fire
I've seen all these rumors change hands almost every hour.
Eventually came down to the day where you left your old man my friend
he's a cousin of mine he came over all the time and we'd just
drink that red red wine, all night.
and then we'd sit on the stoop and smoke them shitty cigarettes and you'd come out half naked dressed in a blanket and tell me to come back to bed and I'd say hey
I know rumors started spreading up like wild fire
we've seen all these rumors change hands almost every hour.
Eventually came down to the day were we went to Sombrio Beach
and we partook in all that Alcohol, THC, and LSD. and my oh me.
and then I got real drunk ya I fell I broke my foot,
you helped me hobble back to the car for some more beers
but we know whats worth what and what was this
I know rumors started spreading up like wild fire
We made every rumor true in less than an hour.
I know rumors started spreading up like wild fire
We made every rumor true in less than an hour.
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5. |
Reason to Hang
02:57
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Nothing comes without a cost - a drip of sweat or drop of blood.
Trading used up memories of longing just to be
any chance at nothingness as a deeper gash in a wound found fresh
misplacing all my lust for things - a longing for an end
And only once I have found a sacred space
will I empty my mouth of my spit
And only once I have found a holy place
will I lay down my rage
Of all the masks worn to this dance - the ballroom's filled with pigs
and the dance goes on as my mask grows worn; it grows onto my skin.
Yes I am the beast and he is me. My meat is well prepared.
Roasted fine on a fire's flame. Come here. Come here. Come here.
And only once I have found a reason to hang
will I stick out my neck. x2
Know I know I know I know I know.
No I, no I no no no no no no
Know that there's no I, know there is none.
Know that there's no I to know, no, there is not a one
I know I know I.
I know I know I.
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6. |
Farewell Transmission
05:12
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7. |
Indian Song
03:08
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8. |
Untitled
06:20
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Smoke finally found it's way back into my head,
but I was feeling short of breath.
Coke finally found it's way back into my blood,
but I can never get enough.
Hope finally found her way back into my words,
but she was just another flirt.
Just like to song birds singing over the Okanagan
the ghost of this Penticton summer's passed.
Cherry trees were pruning me as I plucked fruit free from their leaves
and my skin was ever scarred up by the bark.
And all the woe.
All the woe.
Well I took my flame right from the sun but I never thought that I'd be burning you.
Ya I took that heat, that fire bright 'cuz I wanted to keep you so warm at night, but I wound up just being a Burning Fool.
Well now I'm standing all alone and I'm burning alive, and I wish something just help me win this fight but there's some things you're destined to lose.
And oh sweet baby, that holy stuff, How I'd, love to drink your water up for any chance to find myself some COOL.
From all this woe.
All this Woe.
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I'm just sayin'
02:30
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Pretty head with the wolf Fang grin
You got the moonlight on your side
Take a breath and dive right in
Into the ocean of your mind
And when you shiver and shake
This anxious day away today
Remember when your on your own
You're not alone to me
Oh no, darling baby girl know your never alone to me.
Sunkissed scars on a bastards arns
Pride fashioned from a name
Passion spent. Not often correct
Correction needed all the same
But if I am wrong and nobody say
Well then wrong shall be my way
If you want right well then speak your mind
Because I can't hear what you think
Oh no, come to think about it I don't think I really give a fuck what you might say
Oh no, think about it baby I don't think I give a fuck about what you might think.
Star kissed skin with the devil's lips
You got a warzone in your sheets
Broken wrists found amongst thrown fists
Its amazing you can see
With eyes bruised black
As a brave new moon
Alone facing the night
You wear the blood of passerbys
A chance encounter at lust.
Oh no, fucking fighting loving dreaning
Baby it's all the same.
The same.
The same.
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From the Ghost British Columbia
Gilakas'la.
My name is k̓esu. I am a 2S individual from Tla'amin and Lil'wat First
Nations.
These are songs I've written on my travels through this world, in an age of voices where most never get heard.
Chechehathetch
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