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1. |
OccuPower
07:05
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They tell me not to cross the line
That someday there'll be plenty of time
To speak of things that others deem too deep
Too deep…
But life is only getting shorter
The world is crying, the news is torture
The time has come to pull apart the story
By the seams…
So take a thread and make it rip
Pry the lock until it clicks
and opens…
and opens…
Don't hang yourself upon the news
Only relating part of the truth
and the truth they omit is the deepest degree
The truth that tells us the power is WE
the power is WE…
Measure it down and then across
Measure the truth before it is lost
The laws are leaning, with no questions why
and the rules slide to suit the tie
the rules slide to suit the tie…
They tell me not to cross the line
Cause someday there'll be plenty of time
To speak of things that others deem too deep
Too deep…
But life is only getting shorter
The world is crying, the news is torture
The time has come to pull apart the story
By the seams…
So take a thread and make it rip
Pry the lock until it clicks and opens
Pry the lock…
Until it opens...
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2. |
Waking Up to Waking Up
01:06
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3. |
Broken Promised Land
04:07
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I made a mistake - it got in my way
it said much more - than I wanted to say
but now I'm free...
Now I'm free - free to be
more than just a small shade of me...
Now I'm free...
And I'm feeling that the ceiling
is coming down to meet the ground
the squeeze is on
from our voices, rare a sound
When we all step forward
and freely lend our hand
we'll restore the spirit
of this Broken Promised Land...
Slow goes the meaning - the meaning of feeling
the feeling of pressure - of pressure relieving
re-living the passion - the passion of play
the play on the stage - in this stage of our days.
Flipping the mirror - onto its side
so I can extract - what it's trying to hide
Turning the tables - on those that have dined
on our sleeping brains - the darkness of mind
Hour days in the numbness - the numbness of pain
Pain without meaning - means without gain.
Gain a small sample - a simple rephrase
of the sentence we're serving - for the grass that we graze
And I'm feeling that the ceiling
is coming down to meet the ground
the squeeze is on
from our voices, rare a sound
When we all step forward
and freely lend our hand
we'll restore the spirit
of this Broken Promised Land...
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4. |
Send Me Back Home
06:08
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Locked in a Dream
they transferred me home
now you and the children
won't be all alone
But then I woke up
to a frenzy of fire
the Sound all around me
of a Death Angel choir
and as I am shaken
back onto this sand
I see no good reason
to police this land
I'm guarding the poppies
that put us to sleep
where I dream of Home
and your kisses so sweet
Send Me Back Home
Touched base at the Base
there's a letter from you
with pictures of life
tucked in there too
But then I woke up
to a frenzy of fire
the Sound all around me
of a Death Angel choir
and as I am shaken
back onto this sand
I see no good reason
to police this land
Hung by the news
that puts us to sleep
where I dream of Home
and your kisses so sweet
Send Me Back Home
I'm there with you sleeping
I call out your name
You smile when you hear it
then you're sleeping again
But then I wake up
in a frenzy of fire
the Song all around me
of a Death Angel choir
and as I am shaking
back onto this sand
I see no good reason to
be killed in this land
I'm taking the pill
that puts me to sleep
where I dream of Home
and your kisses so sweet
Send Me Back Home
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5. |
So Many Ripples
04:01
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All was clear
Until a rock got thrown
So many ripples
From a tiny stone...
Now the pool's a cloud
No reflection shown
So many ripples
From a tiny stone...
Swimming in seizures
Between complete and alone
I tried to come back
But the distance has grown
Now we each sit
On our separate thrones
So many ripples
From a tiny stone...
I saw the surface
seize up and sea
The space that had grown
Between you and me
Now the time is tender
The wound is raw
While we search for the sun
So the heart can thaw...
But the heart of it all
Lies in the truth
How can we heal
While casting a curse?
Deaf grows the meadow
And a tree stands alone
So many ripples
From a tiny stone...
All was clear
Until a rock got thrown
So many ripples
From a tiny stone...
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6. |
Moving Forward
05:08
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Let me tell you Something New
I can feel it, coming through
the ages
Will we remember what we were
The brain alive with the power
of nature
The magic's back to speak again
It's waking up the sleeping friend
within us
Come out to play, the day is dark
It's easier to see our spark
shining
Do you recall what's comin' round the corner
I rose to thorn, but it dissolved the border
And now the flood is loose and in my blood
There's no turning back now, just moving forward.
Let me know what's in your mind
Are you in the loop or drivin' blind
a U-turn
Can you signal me with smoke or fire
Before the wind puts out desire
for living
Past the force, all drawn inside
Unlocking knots that have been tied
around us
Share your mind, your muse with me
So we can let our feelings free
they're drowning
Do you recall what's comin' round the corner
I rose to thorn, but it dissolved the border
And now the flood is loose and in my blood
There's no turning back now, just moving forward.
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7. |
SPHERE
03:13
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What once was lost is one day found
A kind of magic in the sound
That strikes the Earth in Sacred Chord
Beside the beast a lion roar
I see you walkin' down the lane
You take me from a picture frame
Into a form I've known before
A taste of sky on ocean floor
It all becomes so clear here
A lovely crystal picture sphere
With colors dancing all around
I know I'm feelin' different sound
I see you walkin' in the rain
You take me from a picture frame
Into a form I've known before
A taste of sky on ocean floor
Overthrown, the sight that's shown
Curtains drawn on oily thrones
Through the movement; changing stages
Unfold the second; turning pages
I see you walkin' down the lane
You take me from a picture frame
Into a form I've known before
A taste of sky on ocean floor
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8. |
Blossom In Darkness
03:37
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telling a spell to cast itself upon unconscious
and work its way - to central command
ambush the station - in this programmed land
follow the frequency - down to the fuse
light up the midnight - aurora of hues
blossom in darkness
the deep deep darkness
unfolding fasteners
loosening seals
scrambling signals
cutting new deals
bring back the circle
of local trade
bring back the balance
tip up the scales
smash into atoms
at the speed of sound
electric intention
electric ground
small sacred steps
dance distant days
sidereal actors
step onto the stage
Here we are - the time is now
The spell is cast - into your crown
Standing pat on sacred ground
Stacked in silence, a hidden sound
Encoded in the FREEquency
Activate the FREEquency
blossom in darkness
the deep deep darkness
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9. |
Bloom
01:26
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(instrumental)
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10. |
Recycle Me
03:33
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I have climbed the highest ocean
I have felt the passing breeze
Blown away by shifting patterns
Blown away from current seas
Now the float is on the feeling
See the wheel turn under trees
Recycle me with memory
Re-create me... Living free
...Living free ...Living free
Feel the tapestry unweaving
Feel the frenzy seize the spike
Overthrown the muse of meaning
In genesis of this black midnight
Let it all go into nothing
Let it all grow back again
Echo falls into the canyon
But no ear can hear, my friend
...So send ...So send ...So send
Resonant messages
I live to heed the call...
We live to heed the call...
I have climbed the highest ocean
I have felt the passing breeze
Blown away by shifting patterns
Blown away from current seas
Now the float is on the feeling
See the wheel turn under trees
Recycle me with memory
Re-create me... Living free
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11. |
Voices In The Wind
02:48
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I see the Eagle flying high
Breathing deep while the world sighs
Keeps calling us to listen
To the voices in the wind
It's the inner alchemy
that's telling me
that it's time to fly
It's the inner alchemy
that's showing me
our wings remember
the way back home
…. the way back home …
I see the Eagle soar through the daze
that clogs up our meaning
with what everyone says
So let go… and listen…
To the voices in the wind
To the voices in the wind
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12. |
Secrets Channel
02:00
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13. |
Blue Skies & A Rainy Day
05:13
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Blue skies and a rainy day
It don't matter what the weathermen say
The wind is gonna blow....
The wind's gonna blow...
Scotch tape and an empty glass
I left my heart at the top of the pass
It's all downhill...
It's all downhill...
Winter's crying 'cause spring has come
Melting ice and dripping love
Heaven's laughing tears above
and it starts the Hearts a beating
Drivin' fast 'cause my mind's too slow
searching for someplace sacred to go
The moon is looking up...
The moon is looking up...
Spring is sad 'cause Summer's here
Warming winds and drying tears
Lightin' fires and stealing fears
Everything is speaking
Got my fill of dangerous thrills
Shouldered my load of whiskey and pills
I heard my train a comin'
I heard my train a comin'
Summer's fried 'cause Fall's arrived
It's another wave of heat survived
The green leaf burns, but it never dies
The Earth and Stars are meeting
The train whistled; an arrested heart
I left my end - at the start
Tomorrow wakes up...
Tomorrow wakes up...
Fall is falling 'cause winter's soon
She's a bitter witch on a frozen broom
She's chanting a hypnotic tune
And soon the land is sleeping
Blue skies and a rainy day
It don't matter what the weathermen say
The wind is gonna blow...
The wind is gonna blow...
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