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Sons of Abraham
02:25
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the desert in this place does not resemble home / the children here are aging from the hate they've been shown / packaged and imported, their youth has been distorted by the culture of their fathers and the sorties of drones / we're calling our time the long peace / but we've never escaped from this historical pain / the sons of abraham must see / that they're seeking absolution but are one and the same / we give our lives up as martyrs here / the writing is on the wall now / we'll be remembered as heroes here / we'll do it for those we love / i promise you my love that i'll return to you / when i've made my peace with fate and seen this calling through
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Silence/Stun
01:50
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we pretend that this is justice / the millenial pet cause / but in our search for progress / have we reflected and given pause? / tape over my mouth / dont listen to my words / academia has taught you / that they do not have worth / tape over my mouth, tape over my mouth / don't listen to my words, just tape over my mouth / you're the judge and the jury / it's 1984 / you've created a filter that can't be ignored
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Canvases
02:46
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i would trade all of fort knox's gold / to keep this grasp upon your soul / our lives like shoestrings intertwined / my wings are worn but you still fly / but you still fly, but you still fly / though the skies are turbulent i fly toward my refuge / i've made my mistakes / all i knew once black and white / the canvas bathed in light / i will make sure the seeds are watered / i'll try to make the forest grow / and if i come back torn and tattered / will you be standing in the grove? / my wings are worn / but you still fly
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Salary Men
01:51
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i've heard the anthems of the stagnant / they set fire to my ears / their expressions, dull and vacant / their faces insincere / you can stuff your pockets till they're bursting at the seams / but when upstate gets cold / who will you grasp for heat? / your life has lost its vibrance / now you can feel your age / traded in everything you love / for status and for wage / the melting of the snow makes me feel like i could drown / but i still feel the frozen ground
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Mountaintop
01:21
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Rainier
02:17
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i long for sleep / just to see you in my dreams / it's the only way i can still create memories / i fall to the ground and my faith begins to crumble / when these pillars collapse / will i find solace in the rubble? / is there a hell? / do i believe in heaven? / and when that time comes / would i even be let in? / so here i stand looking down at your grave / with a gun in my hand and death on the brain / i'm scared that i'm willing to take my life / just to find what's on the other side
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Beleaguered
01:32
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with the future approaching it seems like we're set / to be impacted, distracted, beleaguered by debt / like an ingot of iron increasing in size / my legs become heavy as i swallow my pride / i drag my feet across the cold concrete / as i clock more hours and i lose more sleep / we are the sapped, we are the tired, the unfree / these heavy shackles hold us to our knees / we are the chained, we are the hollowed maple trees / we're valued only by our jobs and our degrees / i cant help but feel a sense of defeat / i know inside that this just is not me / we have all been sold / a price placed on our souls
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Valley (Acoustic)
01:30
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my mistakes on the path i thought i'd made / i still refuse to face them / i still refuse to face them / despite what i've learned / im showing no concern / for living in the future / for living in the future / there's something to be said about the valley / that exists between the mountaintops
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These Young Seeds
03:36
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I have become so much more than the man i was / the man who used to fill his heart with hate / i profit not / from the words that i had spoken, those that left you battered broken / and i will not reopen old wounds and i cant pretend to know your shame / another set you up for this, disparaging, contemptuous, the violence / it's hard to make it out with soul unscathed / never once a shepherd / it's easier to raise your hand than raise your son to be a man / and i will not reopen old wounds and i cant pretend to know your shame / but you must not give in to what was left for you / it's time to take back your soiled name / you must grow these young seeds /give them love / show them peace
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Outro
02:07
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