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Wanderlust
02:49
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Every night I wander out alone. You were everything I needed, everything I needed, got too close to home. Saw the light, two rights don't make us wrong. Everything I needed, everything I needed, tell me that the thrill is gone, gone, gone. Wanderlust, who can you trust? Well, everyone I know could be anyone of us. Wanderlust, blown away with lust. Suspicious minds, that's fine with me, you will do just what you must. What did I hope to find in your tortured mind? Never heard a word I said, well it might as well be... Everyday I walk the streets of Rome. Nothing but a traitor looking for a savior. You say how much I've grown, grown, grown. I used to think that you could do no wrong. See you building crosses, better cut my losses. Go back where I belong. Wanderlust, who can you trust? When everyone I know could be anyone of us. What did I hope to find in your tortured mind? Never heard a word I said. Well it might as well be...
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Broken
03:41
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To run away from you. Is this what I wanted, is this what I wanted to do? I feel the fool. Catching my second wind, so let's not go through this again. I feel the circle has been broken in two, and you've done everything you wanted to do. You've been escalating your defenses, your animosity drives me senseless. Now my heart is broken, now my thoughts are frozen, all my life I've chosen the wrong way to go. In my greed I've tried it all. Before I swallow my pride I'd rather fall. All I need are hopes and dreams. Can't understand what "real life" means. So many promises have been broken in two. I've taken all I can stand from you. I've been counting all your offenses, now all I'm missing is hard, cold evidence. Now my heart is broken, now my thoughts are frozen. All my life I've chosen the wrong way to go. In this life's illusions, there are no wise. Since I lost you, I just get by. The anger, I have yet to let go of it. But love is in the background, I know... I'm sure of it. I feel the circle has been broken into. And you've done everything you wanted to do. You've been escalating your pretenses, to throw it all away seems so senseless. Now my heart is broken, now my words are spoken. All my passion's choking. Took the long way, the wrong way. Now my heart is broken, now my thoughts are frozen. All my life I've chosen the long way, the wrong way, the long way, the wrong way, the long way, the wrong way to go.
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Little Things
03:25
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Falling backward, falling forward, all these thoughts seem out of order. It's the little things that eat you alive. He was drunker, he was bolder, felt a light tap on the shoulder. Oh, the pretty things only see the outside. It's the little things, it's the little things. Oh, no, no, nothing's left of me. Oh, no, no, not that you can see. Everything I thought that wouldn't be... takes control of me. Dreams of kisses, lustful lips. Rings are slipping from fingertips. So little is said, so much is implied. It's the little things, it's the little things. Takes you by surprise, takes your breath away. If you can't wait to see how happy you will be, wait up for the sun... you will see what I mean. Jilted lover, sex offender. Find another old flame kindler. Isolationist, trust saboteur. With such little things are you ever sure?
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Rust Of Rationale
03:33
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I went to the hypnotist, tell me what you think about this. I've been hypnotized, so full of lies. Now I can see how I look in your eyes. He said "No, no, no! I don't think so... well you don't know, about the Old Compromise... it's a Mystery, such a mystery! Imminent harm, sound the alarm, when 'free-to-speak' means 'blasphemy.' Don't you remember your history? It's repeating, it's repeating. The Rust of Rationale, when love is rationed out. Rust of Rationale, loss of meaning, loss of meaning." Then I went to the exorcist, to get some demons off my chest. She said "My son, your time has come... but where did you get those shadows from? Because all the wicked wanted some!" I said "Holy light has struck me dumb!" She said "No, no, no! I don't think so... well you don't know, about the Old Compromise... it's a Mystery, such a mystery! Imminent harm, sound the alarm, when 'free-to-speak' means 'blasphemy.' Don't you remember history? It's repeating, it's repeating. The Rust of Rationale, when love is rationed out. Rust of Rationale, loss of meaning, loss of meaning." Yes it's me that's talking now, finally getting out somehow. All my thoughts crowded me out. It was so loud I had to shout, to get to your attention. These are things that we never mention. There's a cure, but there is no prevention. I went to the analyst, and said "I've been to the hypnotist, and the exorcist. Now tell me this, tell me just what have I missed? Can you make some sense of this?" He said "No, no, no! I don't think so... well you don't know, about the Old Compromise... it's a Mystery, such a mystery! Imminent harm, sound the alarm, when 'free-to-speak' means 'blasphemy.' Don't you remember history? It's repeating, it's repeating. That old Rust of Rationale, when love is rationed out. Rust of Rationale, loss of meaning, loss of meaning."
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Stranger
03:16
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Tonight, I'm sleeping on the floor, I can't take this anymore, but if its over, then its over, but it ain't over. Now, I'm in over my head. Ashamed of what's been said. Surprised to find our lives are suddenly in danger. I can't believe that it's come down to this. How could this much frustration have started with a kiss? Well, everyday I wake up and stare into the mirror. And at the end of the day it seems like nothing's any clearer. No matter what I do, nothing will ever change her. When I'm with you baby, its like making love, making love to a stranger. Tonight, I'll dream about the past, but its a dream that never lasts. When I awaken, I'm forsaken, my heart is breaking. We were playful children then, and thought the dream would never end. The dream has died because its pride made it commit suicide. I can't believe that it's come down to this. How could this much frustration have started with a kiss? Well, everyday I wake up and stare into the mirror. And at the end of the day, its like nothing's any clearer. No matter what I say or do, no nothing will ever change her. When I'm with you baby, its like making love, making love to a stranger. I don't even know you, baby.
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Anything Goes
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You were used to the top, well feel the floor drop. King of the world that you made up. When it comes to an end, you begin it again. I keep wondering, "When will you wake up?" "Anything goes" is the state of mind. Stoop so low, seek you cannot find. I'm not surprised to find you still in the ties that bind you. Anything goes. Pleased to obey. "Just do what I say!" This scene is too old and upsetting. Panic attack, feel the knife in your back. You can't remember the things you're forgetting. Sleep with a night light, run from the daylight. You were wild and young. Look what you've become. Thrown into the crowd, your teeth are knocked out. You say you pulled them yourself on accident. "What makes you so proud?," you say, thinking aloud, when what you say isn't relevant.
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Eye To Eye
03:49
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Me and my friends used to take that old highway at night, go down to the old covered bridge to get away from the city lights. To get a little distance between us, get a little distance between us and the rest of life. Standing at one end of the bridge, looking out into the dark, looking out into the stars, so black, I couldn't tell how far the distance was between us... The distance was between us. We walked into the field, staring up to the sky, nothing ever felt so real, I could finally look you in the eye. Getting rid of the distance between us, doing away with whatever we mean when we say we don't seem real... when we say we don't see eye to eye. Eye to eye. The windows down, the cool night air, you realized it was not far from birth to death, the distance clear, out into life: was it somewhere? Out there in the distance between us? In the distance between I and eye? We walked into the field, staring up to the sky, nothing ever felt so real, I could finally look you in the eye. Getting rid of the distance between us. Doing away with whatever we mean when we say we don't seem real. When we say we don't see eye to eye.Tonight I spend my time alone. Tonight I'm not just alone, but lonely. Blinded love just might gain sight, the day we step into the light, The day we meet our one and only. Me and my friends used to take that old highway at night, go down to the old covered bridge to get away from the city lights. To get a little distance between us, get a little distance between us and the rest of life.
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Death Of Eros
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She is ambitious. Vicious to do good. She is a radical, in the sense that she's misunderstood. The death of Eros, death of Eros. Breaking down barriers, breaking the barrier. It doesn't mean much to him, though she's absolutely right. She's not enough for him. He tells her this all the time. The death of Eros, death of Eros. Breaking down barriers, breaking the barrier. They will make a commercial of him, along with his heart. Paintings and music will soon be sold, broken up into parts. Goddess of Virtue, where do you place the blame? Poets for money, go back from where you came. Taking all your little fits for granted. Hey you know, I need some time alone. Am I not everything you wanted? Are you just pretender to the throne? Over-exposure is now a simple, "perfect" art. Since the acidic-coma media, no more visions in the park. We talk about "heroes." Talk about lies. What ever inflates our egos. Isn't this a wonderful life?
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Died Like Romeo
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A slip of the tongue. One bitter word and it was over and done. On the tip of my tongue. "So, what's your name?" and oh it's over before it's begun. On second thought I'd be better if I'd never met her. I don't know but I was told, the thrill of love can never grow old. It frees the heart and frees the soul if you let it. But in my case you can just forget it. I fall in "love" every other minute. I seem to have a roving eye for every lovely lady that walks by. And I try to control it, but I know that its impossible to hold it... I'm fallin' in love again for the 99th time today. No matter how hard I try these feelings just won't go away. I don't know what I should do. It hurts me bad but it feels good too. Don't wanna be a Casanova who dies like Romeo. To all the ladies, a simple warning: I'll lead you on and then leave you in the morning. Some other lover has caught my eye. Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry... The trouble is I'm forever sad and lonely. My smile and laughter are absolutely phoney. My only hope is that one day I will meet the perfect woman who'll sweep me off my feet.
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Every Rising Sun
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That was so long ago. You know I don't have the greatest memory. But let the tears flow for the love that left only history. So long ago, but you remember every rising sun. Your forgiveness turns around the anger that we hold on to. I needed you. I needed to let you go on your own. The cost of happiness is living through the sadness. Come to peacefulness by working with the madness. Changes come and go. But you remember every setting sun. Your forgiveness turns around the anger that we hold on to. I needed you. I needed to let you go on your own. Now when I see you it's like no time has gone by... My heart has dilated, all my doubts have faded. I feel the sun begin to shine... The heart will always bleed, but it is never really broken. The truest words are deeds which never can be spoken. That was so long ago, but you remember every rising sun. Your forgiveness turns around the anger that we hold on to. I needed you. I needed to let you go on your own.
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Only Road
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I went outside one Day, to the very Fair & Lovely Grounds of Sights Unseen, that have no Bounds... to the Fields of Eden, I looked Around and Felt that I could have no Reason... Oh, the Sun was Very Bright, the Trees were Light, I felt Right and Here & Now there was a Sound so Sweet, it Kissed me on the Cheek and I would turn Around, and She would Be There. She would Be There! It will Be, be a Life you've Never Known! And I'll See, See you Walking Out the Door! I Feel I'm going Somewhere sthat I've Never been Before! I can see there is No End to the Love... So I follow You down the Only Road!
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Enemy Lines
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At night, I cross behind the Enemy Lines. The difference between "Us" and "Them" is something I can't find. I've been fighting with myself, deserting on myself, for so long now... Lost for years in condemnation, I lost you somewhere along the line. Dying to homogenize morality, I created all this war-torn catastrophe. We disagree about the boundaries, and upon whose sacred ground we've crossed. No one knows with any certainty, how much of Us we lost. The hate has filled us, so our souls are burned. Like shelled-out buildings in the streets of Sarajevo. Shall the earth recover where we spilt out our lives? Will you hear hate preached again, see the strong effect of lies?
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Art Linton Decatur, Georgia
"A bit like Elvis Costello, Atlanta native Art Linton breezes through songs with a unique brand of parody and gusto. Linton has incredible vocal presence, which helps deliver a humorous and pertinent outlook on the human condition." - Matt Amato, Metromix Atlanta. Linton runs the stylistic gamut from folk, funk, country blues and soul to new & classic rock. ... more
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