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Trace
04:29
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Just because I don't like everything I see, fear me
I am just a man of thought and certainty, fear me
Every time I turn around all I hear is the same old story
What I know is what I know and what I don't might just destroy me
Though you try to trace your steps,
leave behind something dear to you. You decide
Now that we are all alone, what do you really want from me?
Where'd you come from?
Will you find all the lines and lies and faults that brought you here?
Could you let them go?
What will you find?
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Our Ghosts Take Shape
02:59
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Hazy eyes above ground
Listen to the sounds
They stir below and our ghosts take shape underneath
All the objects move connected through and through
We digress and our ghosts confess beneath the floors of our room
The path you walk has been walked a thousand times yet no two feet are the same. No mind no peace.
Pay you mind
Take extra care of your path as you are the only witness to your journey constantly
Gaze Into the gloom
The furniture will move
They stir below and our ghosts take shape beneath the floors of our rooms
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3. |
Ballad Of A Broken Man
04:27
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Have you heard the ballad of a broken man?
His dreams had been destroyed and he could barely stand
He always believed he only needed a plan
One day he discovered things were out of his hands
Don't know where he's going
He's lost his way
Don't know where he's going
He can't stay
He sits alone and thinks about what might have been
The life he could have lived but things unforeseen came along and deconstructed all his means
He's standing in the shadows of his broken dreams
Have you heard this ballad of a broken man?
His heart was held together by a rubber band
After several years he found he'd lost his soul
A downward spiral took him spinning out of control
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4. |
Aprils Postcard In May
03:40
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When Aprils card arrives in May it's just as well and all the same
We're biting down and taking on
It's hard to get away from it
They feed it to us on the news and lead us down; we are their muse
Because it takes a lot to fight, we take a pill and say good night
An all familiar numbers game
We try to rise above the blame
An empty road can take the pain
It all depends on where you are
They're blind
It's where you are
When Aprils card arrives in May it's just as well and all the same
We're biting down and taking on
It's hard to get away from it
They feed it to us on the news and lead us down; we are their muse
Because it takes a lot to fight, we take a pill and break it all
They're blind
We break it all
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5. |
Words Unspoken
04:05
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200 Suns Vancouver, British Columbia
200 Suns combines the talents of two professional musicians who have shared the stage with many performance/recording artists in the Vancouver music scene. Having discovered that they also like to write their own music, they formed 200 Suns: A journey into electro-acoustic songwriting. Gentle melodies, harmonies and dreamy nerd pop psychedelia are what await your ears. Enjoy! ... more
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