1. |
Like Glass
04:16
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I wouldn't break
like glass
I wouldn't break like glass
Brass is ringing overhead
I can't hear my thoughts
Midnight flash illuminate
What we haven't lost
Don't turn away
I wouldn't wait
too long
I wouldn't wait too long
What passes for a celebration
seems so deeply sad
And we are moved past shattered faith
in everything we had
But don't turn away
Don't turn away
I wouldn't break
like glass
I wouldn't break like glass
At the worst in this small room
We come to understand
Given everything that happened
it wasn't all so bad
But don't turn away
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2. |
Chain of Graves
01:47
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Unaware of your clear death
I left you in the alley
Marked in leaves and flowers
by the foundry
Public property
for statisticians' ledgers
I figure that's the least
you'd do for me
You kept alive that way
Your head above the gutter
marked you on those sunny days
for almost sainthood
In the end, of course
You ended the same way
as any other link in
Chains of Graves
And the ghost of you is not the same as memory
one is hunted
and the other surely haunted
With the passing of the years you fade away
But I'm never really certain
you were there in the first place
And I guess that's just about
what you expected
And you figured you would save us all
the trouble
In the end, of course
You ended the same way
As any other link in
Chains of Graves
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3. |
Blue Tears
03:07
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Bitter wind chip away
I'll face you
Burning raw gentle hate
harm and rage fades away
Shatter man stone
We make
It all to
buy a long lonely day
I'll cry blue tears
In a word all we say
faith blinds you
nothing gets in the way
straight lines we made untrue
and I'm sure all we pray
our lives to
There's nothing more
blue than gray
I'll cry blue tears
Acid rain will fill my eyes
and my burning throat will dry
Brittle pain rips and breaks
We'll rise to
a point that's too red and gray
read blue moon is true
hearts and minds
stripped too bare
and naked hope is due
I'll cry blue tears
Acid rain will fill my eyes
and my burning throat will dry
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4. |
Wait So Long
03:16
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Hauntings
But the present
Betrays ghosts
Mirrors
turn upon their hosts
Wait so long
Echoes
but remembrance
fades fast
The future feeds
upon the past
Wait so long
Deliverance
but miracles seem slight
Curses
linger on at night
I swear I hear them all
And I remember every sound
A mockery of every day
Nothing will come to pass
The joke's on me
You have the last laugh
Wait so long
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5. |
Miracle Sky
02:38
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Miracle Sky
My grandfather's eyes
Thought he was giant-sized
Told me how he won the war
Miracle Sky
West Texas night
There by my father's side
Told me how he won the war
Miracle Sky
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6. |
Betrayed Times
03:53
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At this juncture
what we call foresight
The ability to see behind you right
These Betrayed Times
What's this child freight
trapped inside our heads?
When everyday is haunted by the rest
These Betrayed Times
In Betrayed Times
These Betrayed Times
Days of broken mirrors
We'll blame it all on luck
There's there's not enough to call it fate
What we call appearance
stabs for its own sake
Wisdom with steel teeth
a trap which seizes life
and all our bravery dangles thin
by a lifeline
In these great times
These Betrayed Times
We all know our lives are not our own
Like stones thrown into lakes
We skip or sink
depending on our weight
And we find our lives
in quiet signs
Cold rain on icy nights
In moments that we can't describe
with a few lines.
These Betrayed Times
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7. |
Endless Rage
04:03
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Searching for a place again
A refuge filled with ordinary pain
and its a shame you second guess
the beauty of your first thought
was its pain
A compromise with ecstasy
you feel the furies banging at your door
bolt and lock the shutter shut
burn your refuge down
to barren floor
Addict of your own regrets
the years of memories as opiates
blessed junk sincerity
the honesty of double-dealing
evermore so true to your own words
victim of your own forgotten days
of endless rage
Looking for a second chance
to all the masochism in your genes
encoded hate and destiny
exude annihilation in your dreams
You live your days in fear suspect
You live your nights regretting what you've seen
But how can you get clemency
when you yourself are your worst enemy?
Addict of your own regrets
the years of memories as opiates
blessed junk sincerity
the honesty of double-dealing
evermore so true to your own words
victim of your own forgotten days
of endless rage
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8. |
In Hope and Fear
03:52
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New souls on ice
register
the oppressions
of our time
Felt and heard
the old words
find new lifelines
in our eyes
The old curse
narrow verse
Malcolm X'd
upon our minds
We'll rehearse
the new world
we invent it
wrong or right
New words and days
we erase
all the pain
out of our past
We begin
We transcend
We're uncertain
it will last
But we try
We arrive
at an understanding that
we forgive
and forgiven
each day's better than the rest
In Hope and Fear
We'll find
Some raw anger blind
Oh Peace is near
in Hope and Fear
New hope and fear
a new decade
another century nears
We await
a new stamp
A new King to bury damp
Black and White
Drowned in blood
a new gravestone
that's drawn fair
Standard arts
in our hearts
The sums
are greater than their parts
In Hope and Fear
We'll find
Some raw anger blind
Oh Peace is near
In Hope and Fear
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VIC BONDI Seattle, Washington
I've been playing music for forty years--since the beginnings of the American hardcore punk movement in the 1980s. This band camp site is where I make a variety of my non-band project experiments available--solo tracks; covers; movie soundtracks, etc. Most of it is not hardcore. For that, see the links below. ... more
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