1. |
The Blue
01:56
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Walk into the middle of the blue
I feel the cold wind tearing through
Warmth envelopes every wicked deed
And yet I barely know my need
I’m thrown into a life of newness
Deep in the blue.
Before I knew this would come true, I had to lose.
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2. |
Red Eyes
02:00
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Red eyes,
Where have you gone off to?
To be alone?
Does it feel good
To see in your mirror?
On and on...
Trade anything to see them gone.
Red eyes,
Hold still while I fix you.
I’ll clean you up.
Made whole with the Scripture.
I won’t let go
Until you bless me.
I won’t if you won’t.
Red eyes,
What did you see
In them?
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3. |
Hold the Press
01:09
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Keep pushing my buttons.
I’ll show you what you’re in for.
It’s criminal, that face.
Like you’re judging me.
And you said you wanted more.
I’ll put you in your place.
I saw a fellow mate.
Said, “tell me what you’re in for.”
He gave me a cold shrug.
And that one red button.
It’s dangerous I tell ya.
Just leave it as it is.
Hold off all your silly comments.
Keep this a surprise.
It’s secret, yeah, that little button.
The press is telling lies.
No telling why.
I’m none the wise.
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4. |
Showy Showtime
02:42
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This is not a stage.
But you’re an actor.
Chain reactor.
You’re an extra
Without mention.
You’re the center of attention.
What are you really?
It’s showy showtime.
Drink up the light lime.
Do it all again.
Do, let’s just pretend.
And never end.
It’s showy showtime.
Pay a fee, it’s fine.
A pretty penny to keep that shine.
And soon to finish,
But never end.
You just pretend.
What are you really?
It’s showy showtime.
Drink up the light lime.
Do it all again.
Do, let’s just pretend.
And never end.
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5. |
Do in the Dark
03:14
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You don’t know where this is going.
Blurry eyes,
Wet or dry,
The air feels just alright.
What difference to what you’re doing?
Empty hands,
Or are they full,
Does it matter anyway?
Where were you yesterday?
You never answered.
It doesn’t matter.
We’ll find out tomorrow.
But if you told me something now,
Maybe some way,
Somehow,
It would be worthwhile.
You do in the dark,
Who even knows?
You do in the dark
What you think is right.
But where’s the light?
Did you find yourself a gem?
With precious looks.
What’s it worth?
Just another little look.
Did you play yourself again?
Can’t say the game.
What’s that rule again?
The thought never came.
You do in the dark.
Empty and void.
You do in the dark.
And fade away.
But you say, “I wish you’d stay.”
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