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How deep within the earth, how many leagues beneath the sea will we dig to bury all the lies we spit through gritted teeth? we say we’re fine! hide tears welling in our eyes, we smile while inhaling a forest fire of burning cherry trees
Time’s up! Refresh the page, analog outpaced in a time-warp digital rage, born too early or born too late, we were born to run an unwinnable human race, and we’re falling behind, behind blue eyes, they got sick designs on yours and mine
doc says it’s terminal this time
now i’m so high
i can see for miles
and miles and miles from La Plata Peak to the black hole end of time
before it all ends, just wanna make some small difference, my dad is dead, but before he died, he sent one uplifting text
it said “the sun will rise again”
once minor, now major
they will manipulate ya
the myths are real now,
life is a highway to hell
we laughed at our mayor
and Reigning Blood by Slayer
wish it was funny now
life is a highway to hell
i waded through a sea of trash and beer-drenched confetti while the DJ played “what a wonderful world” without a hint of irony
how sickening! i see a disco ball forever dazzling
a city on the hill further out of reach
the party ends we’re still drinking
a sea of bile
to fill the empty hole inside, yeah
GET A LIFE
while miles and miles
of misdirected rage conspires
to set the world on fire
the hour grows late, we stay up through the night, a protest against time, what’s one more night waiting for sunrise?
once minor, now major
they will manipulate ya
the myths are real now
life is a highway to hell
we laughed at our mayor
and Reigning Blood by Slayer
all roads converging now
life is a highway to hell
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Post-Rock USA
08:17
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We were raised beneath the powerlines
Enough voltage to fully vaporize
all the dead-end streets, suburban trees, humming AC in the August heat
a gift of love, full of flaws
the world our parents left for us
the pledge of allegiance and classic rock
an IV of mythology infused into our blood
the hallway
stretches to infinity
an empty motel off I-70
the sorrowful midwest, a promise never kept
high life commercials I’d watch with my dad
sent me dreaming of a far-off forgotten land
a city stuck on the edge,
glittering and anonymous
still waiting for destiny to manifest
we ripped through open city streets
in the emptiness was possibility
to rewrite the script, rediscover meaning
in the hollowed-out core of the American Dream
we watched the sun rising over the Rockies
rooftops built by someone else
we took our precious time, we were a million miles from everyone else
and we didn’t care bout them
yeah we didn’t care
the city lay in front of us
glittering and anonymous
i didn’t care back then
no, i didn’t care back then
the future lay in front of us
shimmering and infinite
shimmering and infinite
it was all in front of us
shimmering and infinite
the future in front of us was
completely limitless
impossibly distant
pretty much irrelevant
now it’s the age of decadence
we take whatever we can get
stagnant and disconnected
we still got a couple lifetimes left
till all the choices we made
turn around and come back again
we got at least a couple years left
till all the choices we made
turn around and come back again
now i can smell your cigarette
so promising when it was lit, it’s gone stale on your denim vest
now i can smell your cigarette
a little fire when it was lit, dissolved into the infinite
i know you’re worried
yeah i’m worried too
Staring into the inferno
To find the light to power through
Flame’s getting higher
I feel em too
Reaching deep into the raging fire to find the light to power our way through
it was always gunna to get better
each summer longer than the last
lifestyles optimized
filling voids our parents never even knew they had
we could still make it better
each day better than the last
yeah we could make still things better
does it make you sad? all the dreams we left untapped
post-rock USA
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Final Fantasy: Infinity
03:06
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i thought this’d all be over by now
i thought we’d be over all of this
we were born here, you know
we’re gunna die here, you know
another sunrise over the Rockies
like the graphic on an ice-cold can
the same sun’s gonna swallow the earth
a million years after you and I are dead
but i can still remember
the easy mindless dream
the gilded vacant promise
of manifest fantasy
Rewind, climb inside, for one more ride in the fantasy machine
the saga’s never-ending
a cycle we can’t defeat
doomed to make the same mistakes
we swore to god we’d never repeat
are you waiting for the ride to steady
a return to normalcy
a happy ending that’s never coming
in this manifest fantasy
delusion goes on forever
there’s no final fantasy
madness goes on forever
there’s no final fantasy
mania goes on forever
there’s no final fantasy
this song goes on forever
FINAL FANTASY INFINITY
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Bud Bronson & The Good Timers Denver, Colorado
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