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Intro
00:20
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Space Music
04:20
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I wonder what the music is like out in space?
Well go ahead then why don't you ask?
I wonder what the tastes are like miles away?
And if you even need to wear a mask?
The music here it sounds just like the sun,
Hurts so much to look at. but good for everyone.
I wonder is the space music any fun?
I hope it didn't psyche you out!
It should feel so good, you wanna get up and shout!
This is the stuff that transcends time and space,
But when I look at you, I wanna slap you in the face!
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Close Encounters
12:04
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4. |
Each Passing Day
03:34
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Each passing day I think of how I could live a little more
If I only had the time.
And then I try to realize that it's all just in my mind,
But I still get confused.
Somehow we live this life, never knowing who we are
Never knowing how to love or who to give it to.
Lost in a fantasy, never knowing what we've seen
Is this real or just a dream?
Don't think I'll ever know
Night after night I try to sleep, but my thoughts are racing more,
It's a chore.
I think of those I used to know, what would they want from me now,
But my frown.
Somehow we live this life, never knowing who we are
Never knowing how to love or who to give it to.
Lost in a fantasy, never knowing what we've seen
Is this real or just a dream?
Don't think I'll ever know
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5. |
Formula of Grand Design
04:10
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Whitest white, smooth to the touch
The human need to record as much.
Straight edges and perfect lines
Formula of Grand Design!
Once You gaze into the Light
In the pools of the night.
The time is here, the time is now.
The paper holds the Cosmic Sound!
Documentation of historical ways
Memories of better days.
Musical movements and moments in time.
Formula of Grand Design!
Once You gaze into the Light
In the pools of the night.
The time is here, the time is now.
The paper holds the Cosmic Sound!
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6. |
Alright
04:38
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Wake up in the morning and I jump right out of bed,
Feeling so productive got ideas in my head,
First I gotta yell at my friends and smoke a cigarette,
Gonna be a manic day that I won't soon forget
Cause I'll be fixing it,
For a long, long while.
And I won't be,
Allowed to Smile.
Wake up in the morning and I jump right out of bed,
Feeling so productive got ideas in my head,
Gotta get a move on even skip coffee and a bowl.
Feeling so impulsive I'm about to lose control.
Cause I'll be fixing it,
For a long, long while.
And I won't be,
Allowed to Smile.
Though we hurt ourselves, keep holding on
It will be alright.
Tomorrow's another day, to try again,
To be alright.
Although your song is sad, it doesn't need to be bad
It could be beautiful.
Be what you want in life, and I'm sure you'll find,
That it's alright.
I know, that it's hard sometimes....ok, all the time
To feel alright.
You could swear, it's not just in your head.
You wish you were dead.
But, you're alright
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Planting signs along the road,
After work he goes back home
to roast a mint Lamb.
After dark he goes to town,
The city lights revealing the gown.
Now She looks for a man.
Loves the music with the stars.
The cursing lips the passing cars
that drive oh, so slow.
In the day on his way with his family.
In his life (once or twice) he was thought to be
Someone else.
Money troubles! But he needs
the five mouths he has to feed
(does not include his own).
In the day on his way with his family.
In his life (once or twice) he was thought to be
Someone else.
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Spare Time
04:49
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The road less traveled nearly always is the road you'll find me on.
Makes no difference what I do.
Get to know me and you'll find that you don't like me anymore.
But experience has made me value my spare time
More than ever before.
Each moment not enslaved is a beautiful gift
From the universe.
All it asks of me, is my creative productivity
And I have the ability to create art.
And I'm taking my time on this one,
And I'm letting it work itself out.
And I'm taking my time on this one,
And I'm thinking before I speak
For once
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NICOTINE SMILE
I come home and you're still there
You ask me if I've been anywhere exciting
And I say no
I fell into my shoes this morning
I woke up, I was thinking of you.
The alarm clock sounded like your voice to me.
Let it flow through my veins, can't you stay just a while?
Burn a hole in my heart with your nicotine smile.
You mumble something that I didn't hear.
Every time I look for you, you just disappear.
I called your name but you just weren't
Near enough.
Pick up the phone cause I always call you
Even though I'm afraid of it.
That's how much I need you,
But, you're always busy anyway.
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