Yaphet Kotto - Instrumental
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Yaphet Kotto - Instrumental
Beau Navire - One So Illusive
Never, I've never, noticed you were surrounding me and nothing else. A systematic failure of everything that may have been right. Hidden amidst this silent path, a light and a darkness so bleak, filled with riddles, past and present. If I knew we were one in the same forever ago, maybe we could have been something more. Ego of mine. Fortune, fame, success. Nothing is substantial if there is no unity in my heart and mind.
Still Life - Dopamine
I Have Dreams - Countless Rooftops
Yaphet Kotto - Of Epic Proportions
Your words could have held the ground up under my feet. Although I can't recall the purpose, each one still stings. Thinking back on things now filled with regret. I wish we shared more time, something we'll never get back. Listened patiently but denial's never kind. Escaping what's believed; starting to realize. Instrumental in the shaping of a young mind; taught me everything. Something you think I'd recognize but your words still strike a chord; each one more important. Words mean all. I've got each one. More important than the last. Only here and now the past creates a camouflage to cover my wounded eyes. Mistrust mistaken. I'm apathetic only here and now the past takes a little time to pacify satifaction.
Caravels Live in Las Vegas
Comadre- Blackland Dirt
Yaphet Kotto - Circumstantial Evidence
Merchant Ships - "Long Term Relationships Were Only Cool When Divorce Wasn't" What's the point in listening when your words are filled with lies, a spoken sense of burning down your bridges and your ties. Phone calls laced with memories of what will never be, the judge's voice is cold and clear, "no more family" Buried in a graveyard, next to my childhood, it's just a place I visit because "it'll do me good". When I grow up, I will thank you and Dad for this, but I won't pretend I forgive you when you say "sorry, kids" What's the point in listening when your words are filled with lies, a spoken sense of burning down your bridges and your ties. Phone calls laced with memories of what will never be, the voice of Death is cold and clear, "no more family" We'll be buried in a graveyard, next to my childhood, the eulogy suggests that we once said "we could." Life is not about us, for you and Dad at least, so don't expect forgiveness when you say "we're sorry" (We stand on our own, looking for a place to call our home)
Saetia - Venus and Bacchus
[Person 1:] "close my eyes Pull my heart strings Pour my tears from your hands 'connections are never easy,' You said empty words Empty soul I believe that we are afraid of one another" [Person 2:] "And I, I believe that you have died within me" ... I fade from myself I miss you again I fade from myself I miss you again... again (what have we got?) Bloody broken and hidden away I seek the rope from which we will hang Or so it seems Or so it seems The dance of flesh on flesh has rendered us blind
[Person 1:] "I look into eyes, I look into stone It's better to be stepped on than left all alone... So now I choke on yesterday when I was someone And I wonder where 'forever' went And how our 'everything' came undone I opened my eyes and beneath us the heavens died."
Pg. 99 - Virginia
it's all building up, bottleneck backbreak, backstabbing stepping stone. the world is burning, and i am your carpet. behead the white horse, god is screaming murder, trees are growing downwards, my lungs are poisoned, i didn't hurt her.., rock "n" roll is hiding,(backbeat lying) music is dead. this is where it ends.
pg. 99 - Richmond is a hole
i peel back the lips, rip out my hair and nails, pull my skin off in strips, and shatter my teeth... split the eyes one by one, cut off the fingers, remove the bones, swallow the heart and crush the lungs, now burn whats left of me and say the name, i'll love you forever.
City of Caterpillar
Beau Navire Demo Cassette (full)
Side A 00:00 Side B 5:43
I Wrote Haikus About Cannibalism In Your Yearbook - Untitled 10
aside from everything like stuttering and shifting my eyes listen when i say, "hey don't be that way."
i wrote haikus about cannibalism in your yearbook - Untitled 7
tonight is just enough for body heat and sad songs i sing for you what i wrote because you are the only one who would ever understand so my love just take my hand and we will scale the steepest hill and scream down at callous and mundane lives. save me from my room save me from my thoughts.these are my hands and through them my soul translates into melodies. i use to touch your face and hair and now all i can feel is metal and wood.
Beau Navire full set 11:14