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Fugue
02:47
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2. |
Cutting Wires
03:10
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Come with me, let's take a walk
Let's talk about your sanity
Tell me what's been going on
And I might just let you be
So you tell me times are tough
People just don't know their place
But you'd rather say you've heard enough
Than meet your enemy face to face
You can't have it all
So when you've captured everyone
And built your house up from their bones
Don't ask me why I'm cutting wires
Or why I don't call this place home
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3. |
Revelation
02:46
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4. |
Wrong
03:52
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What if this guilt is all for nothing
Would that be too much to lose
What if we don't have to agree on everything
Would I be a friend you'd choose
Imagine if all we were was people
No one could tell us what to be
We could see right through the lies
On all things we'd agree
I could be wrong
Sing me your song
Some would say it's all for nothing
They still do it all the same
Some would say that it was given
But no one knows the giver's name
Some would say it's for enjoyment
They still lend a helping hand
Some would say it's for the world
As they build castles out of sand
I could be wrong
Sing me your song
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5. |
Perpetual Motion
02:44
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You and I, plurality in solitude
I knew it was a lie
Just an idol in my mind's eye
So sound your trumpet, Gabriel
I'll be seeing you soon
Another vacancy, see what you can have?
Who am I? Another faceless knight
In some sort of perverted Budokai?
Just loosen your hold
Just loosen your hold
Who am I? Another faceless knight
In some sort of perverted Budokai?
Just loosen your hold
Just loosen your hold
Sleep on the floor, on the floor, don't dream Keys with your phone, on the floor of the hall, where I
Sleep on the floor, on a screen in my head Deep in an exit that's better than death
Comatose on the sofa watching Harold and Maude I can't make out if the message is apparent or not Is a pharaoh a god? Or is God just a man that we make so man feels that he too can be great? I really shoulda faked my own death, Maybe shoulda been a Free Mason Maybe shoulda moved to Manhattan I don't wanna die in suburbia, It's a paradox, I know Favorite pair of socks and they peek over my shoes in the summer, shades in the sun, sky blue and my knuckles white, hoping nobody dials my number, driving by, driving by, lately all my life's been is driving by, well I am always standing still, hand full of jazz standards, embarrassed, shorthanded my will In denial, Khartoum It don't make sense, how a dude always talking bout cosmic shit be stayin locked up in his room, pockets full of ashes and a silver spoon, long since rusty, been to the house with the white picket fence and that shit smelled musty, chasing enlightenment, but I might be lying till not even my mom is gonna trust me, write a verse like Salman Rushdie Shoulda been born Maz Jobrani, shoulda been born Aziz Ansari, but I don't even get my own comedy. What the hell am I laughing at? What the hell am I laughing at? Shoulda used less sarcasm, start from the end, let this shit play backwards
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7. |
Liftoff
03:23
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8. |
The Journey
03:34
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I walked through the forest
And this is what I saw
A world untouched by eyes and ears
Of beauty fresh and raw
I wandered through the brushes
Cut my way through the trees
When age gives birth to ages
What will become of these?
Though once it was a vision
Now on it here I stand
I think about the journey
And I can see no end
How great it is to tread here
Yet greater to stand still
Some ground I will walk through
Some I never will
Take your time and go your way
You will find the light of day
Shining through the broken glass
Fallen, bent, and ceaseless past
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9. |
Ascension
04:25
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10. |
Estrangement
03:25
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How long can you hold me
Chained to an imaginary wall?
Do what you will
Say what you want
I'm not the one who will echo your thoughts
All these years
Poisoned time
Walls and fears
Keep you alive
Tell me not to think too much
Nothing's worse than losing touch
Build your borders, fence me off
I'll still be here standing tall
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12. |
Mirrors
03:12
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Every day we see each other
Staring through broken glass
And all these places that we see through
Are just how things came to pass
Mirrors
Everything I see is through my eyes
Mirrors
Pointing at the clouds within your skies
Every day you tell me something
I never though I never knew
And all these pieces of the puzzle
Are they part of me or part of you?
Mirrors
Everything I see is through my eyes
Mirrors
Pointing at the clouds within your skies
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13. |
The Crossing
03:44
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Well the night brings pipe dreams
Everything in sight seems
Different than it was before
You can keep right, sleep tight
Or walk along the street light
But you can't be alone anymore
And the sleight of your hand
Is so vital to understand
When every beam of light is a sign
So why did you come here
In spite of your fear?
The details don't fall in line
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Tell me how your day's been going to waste
Tell me what you feel, tell me is it real
Tell me do you want to get out of this place
I could understand, I could be a friend
I could help you make it through the week
We would be a team
We could build a dream
All you have to do is stay with me
Well the night brings bright things
Neon signs and lightning
Everything else is so dim
We could go out catching fireflies
Stay up 'til the sunrise
We could play it out on a whim
But when the day continues
We've got so much to lose
No one can be living two lives
But when the sun has passed on
There's another new dawn
You see it when you close your eyes
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Tell me how your day's been going to waste
Tell me what you feel, tell me is it real
Tell me do you want to get out of this place
I could understand, I could be a friend
I could help you make it through the week
We would be a team
We could build a dream
All you have to do is stay with me
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John Baldwin Denver, Colorado
Growing up in the Charleston, SC music scene, I took in a wide variety of influences from country to jazz to metal to R&B. Two years ago I moved to Denver and have been pursuing a music career through performance, production, and teaching.
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