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afloat
04:18
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I'm lying here afloat,
Yeah, I'm beyond wonderland,
Feels like I've been here for forty years,
Just like my ancestors in the sand.
It's hard to share things with the world,
When you feel like they won't understand.
I feel more powerful and alienated than Dr. Manhattan and Superman.
So do me one favor,
Quit counting that paper,
Inhale the vapor,
And maybe we can save Earth.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Are you coming?
I'm waiting for you.
We don't gotta be running,
It won't happen overnight,
I promise you.
As long as we stick together--
It's her choice, won't you let her?
Time to start paying attention to the weather,
Quit killing for tusks and feathers,
Quit acting like we don't know (know)
Any better,
Any better.
So do me one favor,
Quit counting that paper,
Inhale the vapor,
And maybe we can save Earth.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Can't do without you,
No reason to doubt you,
No we ain't special,
Started on the same level,
Running from the same devil,
We can hold each other down like bezels,
Get loud like heavy metal,
So we ain't gotta suffer,
Provide a peaceful buffer.
Nobody has to suffer,
Suffer.
So do me one favor,
Quit counting that paper,
Inhale the vapor,
And maybe we can save Earth.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
Please help.
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Every night I lay awake in my bed,
Contemplating all the things I should've said,
To you.
Remember that time we kissed?
I have nightmares about the memories we've missed,
But I'm just happy
I get to see you.
I watched the blood fill up the cuts,
Emily told me she'd had enough,
But it would all,
Be different with you.
You always knew what to say,
Now I've got nobody I can talk to,
About you.
It was so hard to see you go,
Now I don't really have anyone I know,
Who understands
Me like you.
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Every night I lay awake,
Every night I lay awake,
I'm high, so I contemplate,
So high, I can't contemplate,
All the voices in my head,
All the voices in my head,
I think about what they've said,
It's the pain they bring that I dread,
I just want to be free,
But the voices are restricting me,
They say no one's loving me,
They say don't trust my family.
As I start to fall asleep,
The frequencies begin to ring.
When I wake up, I wanna scream
But, I can't remember my dreams
It's been a long time coming,
A long time now,
Since all that corny shit's been in style,
The peaceful can hate,
Those who hate can smile,
Remember how you loved when you were a child.
What kills me isn't what I do,
What kills me is what I see:
Pipelines through the Natives' lands,
Taking oil from Africa like it's free.
Oh, we've got nowhere to go,
At least we have that in common, though.
So, you ask what keeps me up at night?
The fact we sit here and choose to fight.
It's like one big thanksgiving feast,
Take the wool, don't kill the sheep,
There's a reason those barrels ain't cheap,
Listen to Matthew, love your enemies,
It's easy not to be an ass,
No president of mine's gonna pussy grab.
What does the word country mean?
Divide and dominate like teams.
It's been a long time coming,
A long time now,
Since all that corny shit's been in style,
The peaceful can hate,
Those who hate can smile,
Remember how you loved when you were a child.
It's been a long time coming,
A long time now,
Since all that corny shit's been in style,
The peaceful can hate,
Those who hate can smile,
Remember how you loved when you were a child.
Every night I lay awake,
Every night I lay awake,
I'm high, so I contemplate,
So high, I can't contemplate,
All the voices in my head,
All the voices in my head,
I think about what they've said,
It's the pain they bring that I dread,
It's been a long time coming,
A long time now,
Since all that corny shit's been in style,
The peaceful can hate,
Those who hate can smile,
Remember how you loved when you were a child.
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dreamwoven orchestra
04:28
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Look out,
Don't lose your hold,
Look out,
Don't lose your hold, now.
Look out,
Don't lose your hold,
Look out,
Don't lose your hold, now.
You
Would've never guessed what I've been up to,
Just because it leaves your lips,
Doesn't mean it's true,
The world may be falling apart,
But it's better than being in two.
You
Would've never guessed what I've been up to,
Just because it leaves your lips,
Doesn't mean it's true,
The world may be falling apart,
But it's better than being in two.
Look out,
Don't lose your hold,
Look out,
Don't lose your hold, now.
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backwoods
04:24
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Hey, hey,
Listen good,
Meet me in the back of the woods,
If you haven't caught the wave, you should,
Spread all the love you possibly could.
Oh, hi there,
Welcome to the party,
Not many here,
That way no one can harm me,
No more pills,
Feels like restarting,
Remember when we were kids; smoking smarties?
Now I see people pop two xans,
Down a fifth of Bacardi,
Big pharma don't help as much as it's harming,
Bloody money,
Not so alarming.
Hey, hey,
Listen good,
Meet me in the back of the woods,
If you haven't caught the wave, you should,
Spread all the love you possibly could.
Hey there,
Don't you worry,
We're gonna reunite in a hurry,
But we've gotta get off that oil that's burning,
It won't burn like Hanukkah for a bunch of serpents,
Oh no,
No, no, no, no
Oh no,
No, no, no, no
Hey, hey,
Listen good,
Meet me in the back of the woods,
If you haven't caught the wave, you should,
Spread all the love you possibly could.
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Hey, hey,
Listen good,
Meet me in the back of the woods,
If you haven't caught the wave, you should,
Spread all the love you possibly could.
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carousel
06:20
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'Round and 'round the carousel,
Is it ever gonna end?
Because I know that I'm in hell,
That's why I'm not afraid of death.
If you could see exactly what I'm looking for,
Maybe I'm not meant to be loved anymore,
Maybe I'm supposed to save all my love for the poor,
But neither a pastor or scientist can say what I'm here for.
I bury it and it builds up inside me,
Do not be afraid of crying,
It's just another part of climbing
Higher.
We act like we're invincible,
But we all know that it's a lie,
We point and call each other despicable,
While we let our planet and children die.
Oh, lord,
They can't help themselves.
No, they can't,
That's why they end up in jail.
I bury it and it builds up inside me,
Do not be afraid of crying,
It's just another part of climbing,
Higher.
Is our world just a wasteland,
Or, is there some sort of great plan?
Anxious, so I hide behind my Ray-Bans.
I wonder if anyone ever tried to understand Stan,
Or, if they just condemned him,
Because they were afraid of him,
Even though something was really wrong,
Oh, I can feel the anxiety settling in.
I bury it and it builds up inside me,
Do not be afraid of crying,
It's just another part of climbing,
Higher.
I bury it and it builds up inside me,
Do not be afraid of crying,
It's just another part of climbing,
Higher.
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[spoken word by Muhammad Ali]
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