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The rain becomes the clouds,
and the clouds become the sky,
drifting overhead to brighter days that bring the people outside of their homes into the bright sunlight.
And golden blades of light slice down through us to the cells,
pushing life into our bodies
and bringing motion towards a difference in the seas below of all the people moving.
And then the rain comes in and everyone digs themselves
in behind all those, closed windows in their locked up houses
Filled with people who need different,
who need colorful existence,
not this dark and lonely winter when it's cold outside.
And we hold ourselves together with a running mind
that tries to push the time to fly to warmer days
as if today's not worth it.
You tell me you need freedom,
that you need somebody who needs you,
but you don't want to have to play that game again.
And you know what you need because you've seen it on the screen,
and you put it together piece by piece, like a puzzle in your dreams.
Oh but i don't watch tv, because it makes me feel ugly
just like all the little girls, all over the world.
Singing I want to be loved,
I want to be yours to call my little lover
you're gona make me feel again,
be needed and as winter ends
and spring begins with summer winds off in the distance pushing in they move us
and the rain becomes the clouds,
and the clouds become the sky
and the sky it holds the sun out like a savior as touches everyone,
till they've forgot where they just came from
and find themselves a friend,
to get off living for the end.
And with a smile, they keep on moving.
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Comfortable Prison
04:12
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Sail down the highway, like it's the only home you've known.
And take on the sunlight, gotta keep up don't let it go.
And if I lose my way, there'll be no need for worrying.
Cause I've got nowhere to be, no nowhere but where I'm going.
Breathe deep with your eyes closed, feel it in your veins.
Let it touch you from the inside, it'll feel more real and take your mind away,
from the addiction to your paycheck and from the shackles of your job,
as you close your eyes and wonder, if you'll ever make enough to feel alive.
Two of us standing on a mountain, 5000 feet from the shore,
And your only possessions are your two eyes and the voice of the lord.
And she tells you to ask yourself, is this the life that you had planned to live.
Or are you frozen like a statuette, like a stone that sits in the same place forever.
And when the rain comes in, and tries to push you on your feet again,
will you recognize your own freedom, or remain there in your comfortable prison.
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Jimme's Song
07:58
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Jimme takes his time as he washes his eyes
and then makes his bed up and then heads for the outside.
And it doesn't make a difference every once and a while
if you've got nothing to do but sit around and think about
how nothing he could do could ever feel good,
but he knows you gotta get a job if you're looking to move on
like everybody else but it's the same thing
always the same dream keeping him from moving, saying
I don't want to do nothin but be in a rock band
I don't want to get a job, I don't wanto be a man
I don't want to do nothin but be in a rock band
I don't want to do nothing at all
I don't want to do nothing at all
But then the bills pour in and he fakes it like to swim,
but he still don't go anywhere.
Until he gets too weak, they got him swimming in his sleep
And then he needs grab something to get some air.
And so he pulls a job down at the landfill,
and he don't mind the working outside looking out on the turnpike.
But the days fly by and the fire in his side tells him he'll never be right
until the day that he dies, saying
I don't want to do nothin but be in a rock band
I don't want to get a job, I don't wanto be a man
I don't want to do nothin but be in a rock band
I don't want to do nothing at all
I don't want to do nothing at all
All his words fall down through the cracks in between,
and spread like sunlight down on the world underneath.
But up here they fall to nowhere they're just a feeling he needs,
as he drives through the weeds,
and through the swamps and through the trees,
as he's talking like he's holding a gun in his hand,
but there aint nobody there, it's just him waving his hands.
And then he drives on to his guy at the van to get his
cup of coffee with three sugars for two dollars.
And back to work another day another hour,
he gets older by the minute but there's nobody around him
who can understand, looking at a young man feeling like
No one ever notices, they live the same day over and over
No, I don't want to do nothin but be in a rock band
I don't want to get a job, I don't wanto be a man
I don't want to do nothin but be in a rock band
I don't want to do nothing at all
I don't want to do nothing at all
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Use your minds to sift through what is real
and what's being used to blind you bind your thoughts up
with the fear of time, and all that's in between,
from the screens to the scenes to the actors in the GOP.
Working and driving, talking and smiling,
if you're not happy we've got drugs to subside it,
get you back in the game, get you looking the same
as the best of the rest of them, so you can proclaim
that we're all alive tonight.
yea we're all alright tonight.
Time will pass, and the end of what we know will arrive at last.
In a splash of fire, bombs and crying,
families torn apart.
Just when the robots take control.
Of everything you've ever known.
And in the dark of the future,
when the sun lies down for good.
We will find that life can suspend itself in the circuitry of a tube.
As the human dies below us, we will take another form.
And all the nonsense that we once counted on,
turns to dust with intelligence reborn.
And we'll be singing louder now that
we're all alive tonight
yeah we're all alright tonight!
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5. |
Two
04:27
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(Instrumental)
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