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Kara Thrace
01:27
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Kara Thrace
Let me rest my head, if only for a while
Ignore the desperation of living in denial
One more night
One more night
Before we burn that bridge
Before we kill this dead
Before we replace the smiles
With indifference
Just one more night ...
And I’ll be alright
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Hanging Thread
03:02
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The Hanging Thread
Reliving moments from start to end
Do I have to go through this again?
The cracks in the sidewalk, the uneven street
It’s funny what things remind me
And I wouldn’t say that this was irresponsible
No, I wouldn’t say that at all
But the cracks in the mirror make it hard to see
When I’m looking behind, but not in front of me
And now I’m reaching for the hanging thread
What’s done is done, what’s said is said
A bitter heart, ‘til the bitter end
What’s done is done, what’s said is said
And now I reach for the hanging thread.
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Hospice Care
01:26
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Hospice Care
There’s blood on the ceiling and walls, though they’re cold, white and sterile
There’s blood on the hands of us all and we strike from the shadows
Gurney and gown, gurney and gown
Death shroud, gurney and gown
There’s death in the rooms and the halls, the wide and the narrow
There’s death for the large and the small, lurking in the shadows
Gurney and gown...
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Murphy, It's You
01:29
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Murphy, It’s You
Crooked smile, what is it you see, what is it you want from me?
Is this hallowed ground, or pavement and concrete? What is it you want from me?
Stares in town
There’s poetry in the trash out on the street, what is it you want from me?
A site for sore eyes and the sound of pounding feet, what is it you want from me?
Stares in town
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Man Of Science, Man Of Faith
It’s like screaming at a wall
It’s like talking to no one at all
And You don’t care what it about
Cuz You won’t even hear me out
I try to speak my piece, I try to have my say
But you’re blank stare, you’re miles away
I try to speak my piece, I try to have my say
But you’re miles away, you’re miles away
And it seems impossible
That we’ll communicate at all
A word, a whisper or shout
Ignored if they come from my mouth
I try to speak my piece, I try to have my say
But you’re blank stare, you’re miles away
I try to speak my piece, I try to have my say
But you’re miles away, you’re miles away
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Hawkeye Pierce
02:03
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Hawkeye Pierce
Pick up the pieces, pour out your heart
And hope somebody listens to all the stops and starts
It’s “ok to be lonely” we say when we’re alone
And it’s ok to be terrified, when the fear cuts you right to the bone
We wait for the wolf, outside our door
And run from others, who hide in sheep’s clothes
Look out at the water, look up at the sky
Watching the sunset, the beauty blinds our eyes
Pick up the pieces, pour out your heart
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The Human Condition
01:09
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The Human Condition
You don’t know how you’re gonna feel, until you feel it
And you don’t know what you’re gonna do until you do it
Expectations high and expectations low
Situations fast and some slow
There are ups and there are downs
Some get to the point and some fuck around
I guess what I’m saying is that you’ve got to do what’s best for you, for you
Don’t waste too much time
worrying about what’s on other’s minds
Because everybody’s born and everybody dies
And what matter most is what we do in between that time
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Richard Harrow
01:35
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Richard Harrow
When they lower me down will anyone be around?
Will they talk about all the good things I’ve done?
Or when they lower me down will there be the sound of voices in celebration?
What is a life?
When they lower me down will anyone be around?
Will they talk about all the bad things I’ve done?
Or when they lower me down will there be the sound of voices in celebration?
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Farewell, Big Brother
02:23
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Farewell, Big Brother
I had a friend who disconnected, blinded by the sun
Always searching and on the run
Alone and lost
Paid the price, ignored the cost
What is the answer to the question “where do I fit in?”
You know it’s always hard to be on the outside looking in
I had friend who felt rejected, who believed a lie
Always living on borrowed time
Alone, lost
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
What is the answer to the question “where do I fit in?”
You know it’s always hard to be on the outside looking in
What’s the worth of it all, when even the brightest stars can fall?
And I wish they still shined, because they lit up the sky, yeah they lit up the night
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Tuning Oakland, California
Melodic hardcore from the Bay Area.
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