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The highways telling me to go
The yellow lines are rolling by when I'm asleep
And all the people that I know
Move on their own accord
but I just cant move that slow
anymore
There were some girls I got to know
Parading by me in a never ending line
I was a frightened little boy and tried to show
Them something they'd remember
long after I die
But they dont
The cattail willow and the trees
The rocky mountains and the moss upon the stone
White river water above my knees
An empty baggie and a car insurance loan
Thought I should say to everyone
I'm very sorry, I'm very sorry
I'm in the storm before the calm
I'm very sorry, please believe me
And shake your heads and wave
goodbye
as I move on
I'm like a dog after a bone
Thrown into the sea, I hope
My legs are strong
I feel like drowning on my own
If I can bite it, then I suppose I'll write more songs
And if you're watching from the shore
And I go under, promise me
you'll keep on trying
I couldn't do it anymore
The tv sets and magazines and God denied
For so long
for so long
If theres one thing I've come to learn
It's that no one can change a thing
inside their homes
I'll set these tangled roots to burn
And finally get to try my hand
at being alone
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I fed a piece of paper
Into an iron mouth with a clock
And walked to unravel
A million miles of fault
They fluttered above my head
Like angels in sackcloth
They fell from the walls to the floor
And they'll wait for me to come
and do them in
That great consuming monster
Came over the carpet
And held them down
They'd come to expect it
For their ship
was built aground
We aim for the light
though we're blinded
We just long to feel its warmth
We're moving in circles
and we're stirring
Stirring up a storm
Oh, oh, oh,
The fear of God
Oh, oh, oh
It swallows us
Oh, oh, oh
We sinners fold
And lay down
To take what we've got coming
Oh, oh, oh,
The fear of God
Oh, oh, oh
It swallows us
Oh, oh, oh
We sinners fold
Oh, Oh, oh
and so it goes
And we lay down
To take what we've got coming
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I had a friend
he had bad dreams every night
I had a friend
and he recalled them every time
I had a friend
he lost his hair when he turned twenty-three
and I've been told
he bought a boat and now was lost
in the sea
And oh, my God
are you dead or just away
Oh, my God
are you asleep just like they say
Oh, my God
does your halo burn
at night
For it seems
that it goes out
just in time
And you sit upon the clouds
watch as we die
All your angels gather round
desperate to remember
how to cry
Praising your name
and getting bored
a dead gray filling in their eyes
We had a bird
my little sister and I
We had a bird
we snipped his tail
he couldn't fly
We had a bird
and he was green and blue and pissed
in his water
One day he died
she buried him beneath a flower
and took a shower
Are you looking down in wonder
wishing we would all give up
And do you care that most go under
down to hell
or is it just bad luck
Can you find my friend,
my sister and their tears
their many tears
Or do the skeletons dissolving just
blend
into the years
And I, I know, I know
that in this hardened ground
we till, aint nothing
gonna grow
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ResIllusion
05:00
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Eighteen geese in perfect V
Float over the houses with such symmetry
The snow would cease for several weeks
and then fall from the heavens
and conquer us all with its
revelry
Waking dreams of awkward scenes
Different takes on what I could gain from
anatomy
The old routine and this monotony
Oh, it strangles us all and we choke
on the pride of
autonomy
Out with the old
In with the new
Oh, its all the same
Explosions up high
of red, white and blue
its all the same
What do I do, what do I do
about anything?
"Here's looking at you, kid
here's looking at you." said
the daunting flame
Out with the old
In with the new
Oh, its all the same
Explosions up high
of red, white and blue
its all the same
What do I do, what do I do
about anything, and everything?
"Here's looking at you, kid
here's looking at you." said
the daunting flame
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I am the old man in the summer
so cold
and she held a torch to my bones
as I froze
Born into Christ
like a product is sold
I am the punchline and they all
throw their stones
And they all throw their stones
They all throw their stones
The old body gone to the earth
once again
The speakers, and the preachers
and the choir make ammends
I believe all the words
though the faces
pretend
And child, do what you can
to re-stitch and begin
Begin
Begin
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Anthony Ruptak Denver, Colorado
Anthony Ruptak is a Colorado-based musician who writes and performs his original work with a simple mission: to explore the effects of the human condition. His music ranges from vulnerable acoustic performances to raucous and maximalist multi-instrumental experiences, with his intricate lyrics always at the forefront. Ruptak has been performing in Denver for over 15 years. ... more
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