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Your Hold On Me
04:03
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How did you grab your hold on me
A force that pulls from across the sea
I didn’t recognize for so long
True feelings that were so strong
No matter which roads we go down
If our paths veer off to muddy ground
The gears spin on through the rain
The wheels keep turning all the same
As you conquer your world
I will do likewise
We may meet in the middle
If so that would be alright
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Get Back On The Bike
04:03
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I feel the breeze rush through my hair
I am so light and my tunes blare
For all to hear, for all to say
That guy’s rhythm is on today
The chain goes round, fluid motion
Builds up great waves on steel ocean
Is this how it is to be free
Surfing the tide on red or green
Sharks start to pass right by my side
Surface hiccups, waves flex their might
Grasp at my arms reflexively
Think how fragile it is to be
Run my fingers over the ridge
Ground starts to shake, the world spins
Then suddenly, sun out from clouds
And all resumes, zooming about
Rinse wash repeat, oh countless times
Can’t get those thoughts out of my mind
Sunk to the void, the endless black
Enveloped me, no pushing back
But know I must carry this weight
Settle this scar, not let it win
It is not worth another day
To never feel like this again
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The wind up, heave and the lunge, I know that something is wrong
Feel a jolt from within, corporeal walls cave in
Ball rockets out from my hand, fire scorches the land
Another crack, another pop, another year lost
I'm a Cy Young with brittle bones, something is always breaking me
Down, out by May, June at best, I'm on the injured list again
Do I deserve what I get, 8 mil to sit on the bench
Don't want sympathy cheers, don't want that constant fear
How did Nolan stay for so long, hurling heat did not melt him
I'm an iceberg, sun cuts through to my core, I'm on the injured list again
Can't I have my time, let my star shine, even if for a moment
Could be Koufax but I am just Sandy without the success
Cause I'm a Cy Young with brittle bones, something is always breaking me
Down out by May, June at best, I'm on the injured list again
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4. |
Big Village Nights
04:40
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Meet me down on Main St, in the center, where the people go
To let off steam on the weekends, have a little fun
It’s a big village on Main St, gather in one of two bars and clubs
Streets empty on the weekdays fill up
No one comes for vacay
People leave or worse stay
Nothing special in town
Roads stores a mall and I will cede
That nobody ever says when I grow up I want to move
To the Rubber Capital, or Peter's Factory
But there on Main St or Broadway or Prospekt Lenina, you can find
People talking and watching, fighting and loving, expressing life
The Culture Club roars and quakes
Pulses as dancers shake
Canal Park fireworks clap
A summer evening is capped
Pass Comrade Sanders and wave
To friends there across the way
Run down to Kling for a show
People so warm the room glows
Fly over, day trip, pass through
Always by never to
They’re missing out on the kaif
The city is so alive
Everyone sees everyone
Big village nights oh how fun
Sum of its parts is quite small
Big village nights lift us all
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5. |
The Last One
05:14
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Armistice was called today
Papers signed end fighting land, air, and sea
Blood flows through the sky and the soldiers wait
In just a few hours, they will be free
Out from afar I hear the ratatatat
Rings for some time and slowly dies away
First silence pierces then calm is back
For the millionth time we’ve been saved
Go back to the beginning, how’d I end up here
Where is the meaning, the reason that we kill
And kill again so endless, when far away there’s life
Waiting to be returned to, good job and a future wife
But I know to fight for my country, better than to question it
Gotta show that I’ve got it in me to
Defend what I hold sacred, whatever that is
Prove I’m not a coward, a fake, a traitor to it
Time marches on, and all is still
As their watch hands grasp out for eleven
Hear a yell, a shot, a thud to the ground
Red leaked to the dirt on down from the Heavens
And with that, the war is over, wrap it up boys let’s go home
No clouds in the sky, no more lives to lose
We’ll give him the hero’s burial, that he craved so deep
Headline in the paper, died to prove his loyalty
They wonder what the purpose of that man’s death was
Did he know they were minutes to years of peace?
Think of the two thousand, seven hundred thirty eight
Died because the news was a day late
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Tap
04:07
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I Want To Live
04:23
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I will live
I want to live
I will live
I want to live
Do you remember that feeling that coursed through your veins
Can you hear the howl of the wind, sense the twist and the spin
What pulled you back towards home for another day?
Stories tell me, how many were there, were you scared?
I will live
I want to live
I will live
I want to live
What can strip one down so bare, to recognize
As a shell of, what it means, to be me
I will live
I want to live
I will live
I want to live
When it came down, to a moment, a yes or no
How did you steer back to bay, out of harm’s way?
I will live
I want to live
I can’t go
Cannot give
Up just yet
Stand me there
I will trust
I won’t fear
I will live
I want to live
Pull through somehow
Find the give
In the wall
Ahead of me
Can’t break through
But I can see
Where to begin
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8. |
Best Friend
03:27
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What does it
Mean to have a friend
Who is 'best'
Greatest of all
Relationships
Ebb and flow with tide
But you hold to
The rocks below
What's the secret, what's the key
Is there innate compatibility
Is it possible to learn
Why you not the other ones
Why we clicked like an airplane seatbelt
Wouldn't go at first, then it's stuck to hell
How i know deep in my soul
This is something lasting, ephemeral
What can you
Measure friendship by
What unit
Do any apply
Is it love
For one another
Or tragedies
Faced together
Or maybe both have an impact
Fuse together and interact
Train trips and hospital beds
Nekrasova and pandemic
The saddest days of our shared lives
Wildest journeys of all time
Experience, a high magnetic field
Now it pulls us together, force will never yield
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Have you ever felt away
Distant, so far from everything
Like you're trapped inside a cave
And can't expect a rescue team
And then the world's up in smoke
Drowns you out, your unique choke
Is there relief to be found
In knowing it's fucked all around
And that you never were special
That digging upward's your only hope
Break the surface, dirt in your fists, emerge
Crawl out of the darkness
A year gone by in one great blink
A time of horror, time to think
A fear of death, what he will steal
Time to grieve, and time to heal
The light blinds me but feels so good
I'm not perfect, but better understood.
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Dan Szetela Boston, Massachusetts
Drummer / guitarist / midi-keyboardist usually but not always based out of Massachusetts or Minnesota or DC, and sometimes Kazakhstan too. Here's everything I've ever done.
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