1. |
Arbitrary
02:13
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ARBITRARY
Leave me be
I’m somewhere in-between
Picking at my wounds again
Why do scabs itch so bad
Lost in thin air
In the morning mist
A stage left for the play
I walk in the park
Just after dark
When the light
Finds the corners
Of a neuroreceptor
In a black-green field
An arbitrary life...
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2. |
More than dirt
03:29
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MORE THAN DIRT
Another year stalking me like a stranger
I woke up late and saw the terror on your face
A nightmare to compliment the next week
But it’s home stretch now, in a wreckage
So I keep to myself
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But there’s some things worse than death
Like living in this mess
No time to take out the garbage
Out with the truth and in with the ego
I saw your face, it said the things
that you couldn’t say
i want to take away this baron grave
And fill it with more than dirt
My baggage made of lead
If this is living then why do I feels so dead
it’s all down hill from here
I’m coasting, running on empty-Like a shell,
I’m a fucking nut
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But there’s some things worse than death
Like living in this mess
No time to take out the garbage
Out with the truth and in with the ego
I waive goodbye to the years I’ve left behind
Not pausing for another look...
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3. |
Quiet
03:57
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IT’S QUIET
If I could paint the sky
A bluer hue
And the clouds more white
Then you ever knew
If I could give you a star
To shine through your heart
Maybe then you'd see
What your are
Until then
I'll be waiting at the dock
touching the water
with my empty arms
It's quiet now that your gone
I try to smile
But it feels wrong
And someone would say
It’s not your fault
Just don’t look back
It’s only Yesterday
A letdown down and out
shouts echo in silence
I look down at the lake
Can almost feel the flames
A stain engraved
But who am I to gage?
My stomach turns
My head estranged
But hope is still
waiting to trample out the flames
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4. |
Stare Well
02:38
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STARE WELL
The walls are closing in
I’m sinking till the railway’s just a blur
They slowly fade away
Searching for a will
Through the rhythms of earthquakes
Rumbling beneath my feet
But everything is alright
Just breath out
the fumes inside
And take in the blessing
Of a blue moon morning
The crisp air
leaves a footprint
In the grave
Leading nowhere
But the place it stepped
Throw the keys on the floor
Stare at the stairwell
Is this all there is?
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5. |
Same motif
02:42
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SAME MOTIF
I wrote this same song a hundred times before
Because every day it feels the same
My memory starts to blur-like your face
The fragments I keep, scared
That I’ll loose them in-between
It’s just the way I know-This is all I know!
Autodidactic, superstitious of your suspicious ways
I hate enough to kill, but I love enough to die
Oh pardon me, happiness, peace and prosperity
Nostalgia nestled deep within the crushing bones
that grind each time the hand bends twice
inside the gears are ticking
every second, every hour, every minute, every day
it’s sad but I love them just the same
when we’re gone this will be the same
but you and I will never be the same…
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6. |
Retro spec
03:37
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A RETRO SPEC
I never knew Reagan but I felt the beat
Of Emerson speeches and suburban dreams
Night walking on cardboard heavens
Sharing this spectacle
With the ones that stand next to me
It’s been a wonderful time
Under the city lights sparkling
With you and the crowds are cheering loudly
forever shouting Transients like lightening
Something in the world that has made me
Edison’s dreams lighting suburban streets
Night walking on cardboard heavens
Sharing this spectacle
With the one that stands next to me
On the dark concrete
It’s been a wonderful time
Under the city lights
sparking with you in my arms
Holding tightly forever smiling
Something in a spec Left behind me
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7. |
Sell me a moment
02:17
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SELL ME A MOMENT
Sell me a moment
One worth buying
A historical moment
One worth die for
Cause something is worth
Something to someone
One man’s scar
Is another’s treasure
Let’s make this last forev…
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8. |
Sleeves
03:32
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SLEEVES
I wear my heart on my sleeve
So I know where to find it
And there it waits
For what’s set in motion
Tends to stay in motion
You just have to pay attention!
If you don’t like me
I don’t like you
There’s plenty of room outside!
I’d be happy to abide
Or snap into a CATASTROPHIC collide!
So I take my stance
In the infinite variables
In this time table
You just have to take a chance!
Like boiling water!
We rise from the heat
That melts you down
Into a sterile breed!
But long after the kettle screams!
And I ferment!
When it all falls
into place…
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9. |
Blind Larvae
04:07
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BLIND LARVAE
Cut off the head
and let the rest squirm about
Looking for a route
The blind larva lies in longing
Little more than a particle of matter
but just a little bit sadder
There’s nothing to do
but feed the bladder
now it’s getting fatter
Bigger it grows
consuming everything it knows
conceiving a head of it’s own
The eye it conceives
now perceives it’s all alone
Wondering what it’s been eating
It sees it’s missing a bone
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10. |
Glass Walls
03:18
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GLASS WALLS
From the marching crowd
To the solitary
lonely and depressed
To the contradictions
Restless in my head
Like me an eager rodent
Spinning my wheel
I wait for my pill
How does it feel to watch me
Behind the glass
Can’t you feel that empathy?
Still, you won’t let me free
And the operating light
Looks like heaven
This is the end
And you’re here with me
Like you with eager fingers
Closing the lid
You look so vibrant
Behind the mask
Can you see divinity?
What is it that you seek?
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11. |
Balloon
02:42
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BALLOON
There’s nothing like the time
I saw you find yourself
When you lost yourself
In that moment you smiled
It’s something you’ll forget
but you’ll always have it
and nothing can stop it
But the breaking of awkward silence
You’re smashing bottles
You lost control again
I wait for life to reach your face
and light Can’t help but kiss
the tips of your lips with warm embrace
You found your spot on the top of my chest
Through the worst and the best
Hanging on to the rest
It’s something you’ll forget
but you’ll always have it
and nothing can stop it
but the breaking of awkward silence
You’re smashing bottles
You lost control again
Fill this balloon with our breath
and hope that it’s enough to take us up
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12. |
Last Words
02:41
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LAST WORDS
I have a few last words to say
But I’ve lost my tongue
There might not be another day
I want to get drunk
But am I too big to run?
I think I’ve done enough growing up
I have a few last things to do
Like go and see you
I think we both grew
Do you want to stand?
Just hold my hand
I want to see you run again
Is it too much to ask that you’re here?
I think that’s all I have to give
Don’t catch yourself up in fear
Know what it takes to live
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September Begins Ventura, California
September Begins is an ArtPunk project created by Ryno White in September of 2010. Experimental blends of melodic punk and honest songwriting infused with touches of metal. Lyrically painted with pictures of a broken generation and colored with the philosophical values bred from the modern art movements that have shaped our culture since the age of enlightenment. ... more
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