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Happiness
03:27
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The world has stopped,
it's stopped dead in its tracks,
and the repairmen won't be here.
All the salesmen are up planning their attacks.
And I know they'll come knocking on my door,
and they won't leave until they see
some money and they'll keep asking for more,
and I'll give it, I'll give it all away
I'll give 'till I can't give no more
until they stop a-coming every day
Cause I know there's something they can't take:
This feeling that I can't describe,
and they'll never know it's inside.
'Cause it's almost like running through cold air every day
I run out of breath so fast, and I don't think, don't think I can last.
And it's almost like cancer that's eating through my brain
And I can't think, no I can't think of anything I want to say
The rain has stopped,
that cloud has flown away.
And the sky is ripped wide open
and the moon is sending waves along the bay.
And I know if Aquinas was here,
he'd see no beautific vision.
No love, no God, just hate and war spread by fear.
And sometimes I think, "What if I really died?"
I know the world wouldn't stop, but if
Descartes can think it so can I.
This burden that you placed on me,
I'm sorry, but I couldn't ride that train to the end of eternity.
You can never shake away this feeling inside me
It's staying here forever, I'm keeping it forever
You can never buy away this feeling inside me,
it's staying here forever, I'm keeping it forever.
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2. |
So Busy
03:22
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Old man with your denim pants and your face down
Is that fire warm enough to keep the blues from getting to you?
Old man with your faded beard and your balding head,
are you tired, or are you crying?
Have you made your bed?
Because eternity is ready for you
and the event horizon is pulling through
this simple world
that seems so complicated
but the sorrow you await is the same
as the sorrow that you created
Old man with your sweater vest and your long sleeve shirt
Have the colors gone so cold that it hurts to even look?
Old man with your fists clenched, are you holding on
to something that you used to have
or is it something that you want?
Everybody has a limit
Every bubble will burst.
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4. |
Bad Weather
04:59
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She always brought the bad weather with her while waiting out the weeds
She always brought the raging thunder hiding way behind the trees
She always brought the hungry vultures overhead circling 'round me
She always brought the bad with her whether bad was begging for release
Because she's in love with the plight
That always keeps the sun from sight
And she's a victim for the flies to feed
She always brought the weight with her whether weaving walls or through the waves
She always thought her faith was receding 'cause she never could be saved
She always sought the sunrise but the western horizon did she face
She always brought the bad weather with her
Because the best part is the bite
regardless if she's wrong or right
'Cause she's a victim for the flies to feed
So carry on, carrion.
Care not for the decomposition
or the unrepentant howl.
Cry havoc,
let slip the dogs of war
this foul deed shall
smell above the earth.
So carry on, carrion.
He always caught the constant corrosion of the constellations
He always told the tacit truth unless a lie was more fun
He always fell face flat into the floor's erosion
He always gave the bad weather to her
Because his world is black and white
And he keeps waiting for her flight
Cause she's a victim for him to feed
So carry on, carrion.
Care not for the decomposition
or the unrepentant howl.
Cry havoc,
let slip the dogs of war
this foul deed shall
smell above the earth.
So carry on, carrion.
Drag your entrails
down the road so we can see
the trail it leaves
Yes, carry on, carrion
sprawl across the ground so we can see
how much you bleed
He always gave the bad weather to her
She always worked it in her favor
They never saw the sun,
but they always felt it burn
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If I could find the things to say I could feel so much better
If I could find the things to feel I could speak so much clearer
But if I could speak the way I feel
And feel my strength with the words I speak
and break my inhibitions down
And bury them for once and all
and wake up from this haunted dream
that's kept me for so long in its grips
in captivity
If I could find the sky above I could see so much better
If I could discern all the noise I could hear so much clearer
But if I could find the sun and clouds
And hear the wind rustle the leaves
and send my inhibitions down
and bury them for once and all
and wake up from this haunted dream
that's kept me for so long in its grips
in captivity
If I could spend a day away I could sleep so much better
If I could keep my eyes shut tight, I'd awake so much clearer
And if I could chase this storm away
and feel the burning of the sun
and break my inhibitions down
And bury them for once and all
and wake up from this haunted dream
that's kept me for so long in its grips
Then I could breathe
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6. |
Wires
06:10
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Everybody's made of wires
Everyone feigns self control
Some poor soul spills spools and spires
Speak now, softer, who had hold?
Everybody stakes an empire
Some repulse while others pull
Some porous osmosis pyre
Pass off as pasquinade
Pass it onto me
Cut a string
Others grow
In its place
Bend the bow
Listen to
the sound it makes
It sounds like pavement breaking
Bow again and begin begging now
Everybody's made of knots and pills and frayed ends dragging
Every one a story told
Some afraid how far to show a face they fear is not their own
Forcing fires never forgetting what's sewn
Cut a string
Others grow
In its place
Bend the bow
Listen to
the sound it makes
It sounds like pavement breaking
Bow again and begin begging now
Everybody's grown so tired
Everyone feels so alone
Some sore soul surrenders ire
Seek now, soldier, who had hold?
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7. |
Seems So Easy
03:53
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Mother, can you hear me crying for you?
Can you feel my happiness, too?
Can you sense the change in the wind?
I know that I cannot bring out the words;
can you please say it for me first?
To open the chains that I'm in.
And it seems so, it seems so easy
It seems so, it seems so easy
It seems so, it seems so easy
It seems so
Father, can you please show me how to laugh?
I try, but it falls in half
Can you teach me to look in your eyes?
I know that I cannot make any friends,
I tried, but my path wouldn't bend
I'm not made to compromise
And maybe when I grow up
I will hit a road of luck
And all the chains that are locked on me
Will rust and break apart and set me free
Mother, can you hear me crying for you?
I'm sorry for what you've been through.
Is your heart willing to forgive me?
Father, can you teach me to let you in?
I promise it'll all be different.
This isn't how I want to live.
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8. |
Dotted Line
03:46
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On such things we can't decry
the brute force built before
Tyrants bleed, but man bleeds all the pain,
So say goodbye to the scars, goodbye, so long
The field he claims to stretch forever,
but it hits a steep plateau
And when one falls where one sees all
The world is his to cast his pall so
"Join me," he will say
"Join me," he will plead.
"This world I've found I give to you
Just sign your name across the dotted line."
For benefit we compromise
a promise made long before
"I won't let my fellow man bleed,"
so say goodbye to the stars, goodbye so long
"My field it lasts forever,
my garden ever grows,
and when one falls where one feels small
the world is his for help to call, so"
Praise the sun and praise the skies
They're bluer than ever before
Spread the word, and plant the seed
And say goodbye to your love, goodbye, so long
My shield is solid silver,
and my battle axe, I throw
and when their drum beat cries defeat
another land is ours, bowing at our feet.
"Spare me," he will say.
"Spare me," he will plead.
"This world I loved I give to you,
This world I lost I give to your,
My world is gone, I bow to you,
just sign my name across that dotted line."
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I Smell a Burning
04:11
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I smell a burning and it's burning from far away
I smell a burning building blown up every single day
I smell a burning bridge that's fallen into the bay
And every day it's getting stronger
And every day it's raging longer
And every day it's just another link between the truth and what the truth is perceived to be
I smell a burning and it's burning all through the day
I smell a burning school programming every word you say
I smell a burning flag that stripped all your rights away
And every day it's getting stronger
And every day the line's getting longer
And every day it's just another reminder of every truth that's been hidden away from us
I don't need your old conventions
I don't believe in your false convictions
I don't approve of your retention
I smell a burning and it's burning from far away
I smell a burning corpse that doesn't want to decay
I smell a burning house that's full of people so afraid
And every day it's getting stronger
And every day it's raging longer
And every day it's just another broken link between the truth and what the truth is supposed to be.
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10. |
Without Thinking of You
04:10
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I've been gone for about a week,
and I don't know what to do.
It feels like it's been so long,
does it feel like it's been long for you, too?
If I could make a promise, I'd promise this to you:
When I come back, I'm all yours,
and I promise it'll be soon.
'Cause I don't write a song,
No, I don't write a poem,
No, I don't write a single word without thinking of you.
I've been gone for about a month,
and there's so much that I've seen.
This cities, the farms, and casinos,
the dirty and the clean.
So I'm sending you this photo
and some lyrics from a song
about a photo of us so that you can sing along.
I've been gone for about a year,
and I don't know when I'll be back,
but it's your voice I hear when I'm asleep
I'll tell you that.
And it's your breath I breathe when I wake up the next day,
and it's your touch I feel when I think of how you begged me to stay.
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11. |
Stone Silent
04:27
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Stone silent just like me
when you found Eternity
prostrate on your porch so patiently
waiting 'till the count of three
to join Her in humility
surrendering to Earth's wanton decree
That she's been waiting so long
She's been counting the days that have gone
Since she's had her back against the sky
and she won't tell anybody why.
Stoic, stolid, bastardized
stars that which we fools surmised
shone for us to guide our moonlit eyes
Like solid stone they will fall
and crack open the pain of all
as Eternity draws her ink to scrawl
That she's been waiting so long
She's been counting the days that have gone
Since she's had her back against the sky
and she won't tell anybody why.
She's been waiting so long
She's been counting the days that have gone
Since she's had her back against the sky
and she won't tell anybody why.
She's been waiting so long
while she's been counting the days that have gone
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12. |
Song for Pop
04:16
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I would like to tell you about where I've been
I would like to show you all the things I've done
Would you be proud of me?
I know you would.
Would you have like to have seen it all?
I know you would.
How I've been successful,
All of my accomplishments
I wish so bad to show you
If I could find just where you went
Oh, where did you go?
Oh, where did you leave to?
Oh, I miss you so.
Oh, please tell me what to do now that you are gone.
I want you to know you're with me everywhere
In my face, and in my eyes, in my hands and in my hair
I could only hope one day to be half as strong as you
I could only hope one day that I'll fit into your shoes
And the ring that you once wore fits loosely on my finger
If my hands were big like yours, then maybe I could figure
Oh, where did you go?
Oh, where did you leave to?
Oh, I miss you so.
Oh, please tell me what to do now that you are gone.
Well, life goes on
Since you've been gone
Life goes on
With or without you
With or without me
And when I go, someone else will sing
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13. |
Love Song
04:42
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Well, Paul, he once did toy with the idea that there was nothing silly about love.
And Freddie wanted it so bad he had to sing for five long minutes about love
And Billy had a little help from his friends, but still felt that he needed somebody to love,
But Gloria, she had the right idea; she had to run away from love.
And all of these songs
They resonate so strongly
'Cause I wanna write the greatest love song
But I never wanna fall in love, No no no no
And I wanna sing that I love you with all of my heart
But I never wanna feel it, no no no no no
Well Robert took advantage of the fact that you're so fucking addicted to love
And Andy ignorantly claimed that water isn't nearly as thick as love
And Barry, another love addict, just could not quite get enough o your love, babe.
But Rita spent her days and nights and weekends getting high as a kite from love
And all of these songs
They resonate so strongly within me
'Cause I wanna write the greatest love song
But I never wanna fall in love, No no no no
And I wanna sing that I love you with all of my heart
But I never wanna feel it, no no no no no
And it would be so romantic
With ooh's and ah's
And doowop's and badup's
And even I would fall for it
And fall in love for those three minutes
And hate myself for feeling feelings
Everyone is always feeling but me
And it's just jealousy
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14. |
To the Park
02:57
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Let's go to the park
where nobody can hear us
We sing and play our songs
We can strum our ukuleles all night long
And I can show you all the chords I know
It's not a lot, but together we can grow
So let's go to the park
Where my landlord cannot tell us to stop
We can sing some song we wrote
about a made up land with made up rocks and boats
So these are all of the chords I know
It's not a lot, but I don't want you to go
And you can show me all the words you wrote
It's a lot, but I promise to take notes
So let's go to the park
where nobody can hear us
We can sing and play our songs
We can strum our ukuleles all night long
So let's go to the park
Lay on our backs and sing to the stars
So let's go, so let's go, so let's go to the park
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Keith Peters Middlesex, New Jersey
Keith Peters is a singer-songwriter from Middlesex, NJ. Peters performs solo or with a band. In 2015, he released his first self titled album. This was followed up in 2016 with The Big Boy Pants EP, in 2017 with If You've Come to Find Me, and in 2018 with his EP, This Must Be the Place. Keith Peters is known for his energetic performances and wide range of genres within his music. ... more
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