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Set To Begin

I will tell you a story, a story of that which you wish you never knew.

It will begin with your waking and rising to find you’ve got nothing to prove.

Do you think to do, that which cannot be done by you

Then you walk to the doorway, only to find the handle is gone.

Now as you move to the window you realize that still your movement is wrong.

No way out of here, we’re sinking in the fear, we’re breathing all the air.

No way out now we’re sinking in the ground, we’re told to keep it down.

When the story is over, you can be sure that you weren’t there for the end.

Cause when the story is over you could have sworn that it was set to begin.

An End To All Things Bad

This enemy I’ve made, it has been conquered here today.

An autumn night, and the will to fight, you know, I know that things can change

No point in being sad, I miss the things that I have.

And now and then we can pretend that each one of us has got a map.

Is it getting any easier

Yes I feel it in the words, a cure.

On a porch in Mexico, the wind is turning you to stone.

You feel alive and you feel alright, and I know you’re never letting go.

Somewhere the situation stands to try and elevate an ant from what was thought to be a lot but never ended up as planned.

Don’t We Got It Made

When is something causing a world of release, is it nothing or is it life on the streets, or is it living to breathe, or is it the heat.

When is nothing causing a fictional need, is it something or is it better to be dead than fighting to breathe, or is it the heat.

Don’t we got it made.

You don’t have to know my name, cause I won’t be taking the blame for the claim to the pain.

Now it’s more than a simple mistake, just an out-take nothing more than a break from the determining fate of the new state.

Describing A Description Of Distance and Time

Well don’t let go cause you still know that we’re the same on our own.

And so the way you take the pain can rearrange anything.

Well don’t you miss this, like I miss this, and don’t you wish this wasn’t true.

Does this show of growing old contain a code, I don’t know.

If it does then this is love and love is what is alone

Changing Channels

Well the times will change and the change will pay for the news we save to renew today, and I blame the way we refuse to break.

Has it been this way all the time or am I just losing my mind

Are we fighting for our lives, or our we just losing our minds

We don’t worry, cause we’re in a hurry

We’ve got TV to make us happy.

Well the most modern king will begin to ring a gun that sings and will steal your dreams

So if you feel you are wrong then just turn off the alarm.

No Sound

Everything that we’ve been made to believe is make believe it’s troubling

Everything that you thought was meant to be will set you free, it’s troubling

This is not the end, this is not the end.

Then no sound, then no sound

Everything that you put upon your wall will one day fall, then worst of all.

This is not the end, this is not the end.

Run Around

Why do I comply to these times, I can’t buy all these lies, I still try cause I don’t mind.

And then they make it come back, and I just give it time, and then they make it come back and I just give it time.

I guess it really ain’t that bad, and still it’s on my mind, and then they

make it come back and I just give it time.

Why is this life business fight in my mind, I say when I get old I won’t know what’s my home.

And everyday I feel the same, I wonder will it ever change, it’s a run around and I run around.

And all she wants is what she has, it must be hell to feel so sad.

Two Fourteen

Well who’s to say anything anyway, you play the game and lose yourself this way.

I don’t think that I will stay around to be that way, and I don’t think that I will wait around to be that way.

Cause you don’t think about the things I do, do you.

You don’t know the meaning of the news, do you.

I guess it shows that you don’t miss the truth, do you.

It’s getting late and yet I’m still awake.

I watch the day as it slowly takes it’s place.

Words Like These

I can’t catch the sound of what you say cause oxygen just changed the dictionary page

On a programmed saint crusade, on a programmed saint crusade

Words like these form in this, forms of the emptiness

If this ground stage breaks away, save the one who chose to stay

Here is the hour where nothing stays the same, paused for the sake of those who complain.

You Get Through

If the time has come to fall away to feel dumb, then what was won will leave you numb to even fear.

Cause you get through, what am I to do with you.

Now the time has come to fall away to feel dumb, now what was won has left you numb to even hear.

Now I can’t get back, I can’t come back.