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40 Paces
02:32
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Written by: Seamus Kerley
Music by: Seamus Kerley, Nadeem Gibran Salaam, Charles Jourdan, Charles Norris
40 paces
40 paces away and I can still smell the last supper
thinking back who were they to judge me?
a man like me (a man like me)
30 paces away
30 paces away and broken hearts cry out to god
I can see the door the cold liquid destined for my veins
but why pray...
20 paces
20 paces away and my thoughts run circles round my tired legs
one bead of sweat clings to my brow
fearing the fall perhaps even more than I!
10 paces
10 paces away it's dead man walking
10 paces 10 paces away...
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Orbiter
04:21
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Lyrics by: Seamus Kerley
Music by: Nadeem Gibran Salaam, Charles Norris, Charles Jourdan, Seamus Kerley
orbiter, you cleanse this world
how do you hold your breath?
speak to me
tell me all you know
about the densest of the black
please don't hide away
I've got more to say
there's so much more to learn
teach me how to flare like the sun
orbiter
orbiter, look into my eyes
and tell me why you run
kicking satellites
why you're kicking satellites
oh no, please don't hide away
because I've got more to say
there's so much more to learn
teach me how to flare like the sun
when all burns red it burns red
when all turns red it burns red
when all turns red it burns red
when all burns red it burns red
please don't hide away!
I've got more to say!
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Openminded
04:40
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Lyrics by: Seamus Kerley
Music by: Nadeem Gibran Salaam, Charles Norris, Charles Jourdan, Seamus Kerley
open minded
with a side of peace or a lack thereof
at all
but where can i stand
to find a place of happy medium
the truth is
or the truth be told
broken down in a place where there's no goodbye
careful madam
there's cold winters where we come from
do not begin
to explain
my will to live
is not the same
do not begin
to explain to me, to me
7! sundown!
and a glimpse of something I've seen before
however
the moment
hasn't hit me quite the way that I'd like
sudden
screaming
metals bend from the force and they hypnotize
heavy breathing
are you alright sir?
are you alright sir?!
don't explain
don't try to explain my will to me
because you don't know me
and at this rate, well
why would I rescind?
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Sticks and Stones
04:08
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I'm coming home soon...
02:22
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Written by: Seamus Kerley
From way up here the people look just like ants
bustling about in winter coats and pants
a shiver ruffles my feathers and I think
for a moment just to wait for better weather then I don't
because i know...
I'm coming home soon
as I take flight through snow and cold
over ocean ice warmer weather is coming
I just know
a shiver ruffles my feathers and I think
for a moment just to wait for better weather then I don't
because i know...
I'm coming home soon
and I'll be in paradise...
and I'll be in paradise...
i will be in paradise...
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7. |
Gods of Fools (B-side)
02:08
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8. |
Colored Fish (B-side)
02:00
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Apophenia New York, New York
"In a word, serene... With some interesting ballad-like lyrical content and catchy, textured guitar work for flavor. There
are several distinct nuances of post-rock and even a bit of jazzy math rock infused inside the tracks... A refreshing sound when so many bands tack on the "experimental" and "progressive" descriptors only for them to not actually apply..."
- Sean Rizzo, Absolutepunk.net
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