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Apple of Your 'I'
04:18
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So you think you know what’s happening
And you know almost everything.
What you know is little more than naught.
You’re a baby in disguise,
Innocent and not so wise.
You believe that you are what the stork brought.
You think you are so clever,
Wish you name could be known forever.
You’re nearly gone and you’ve only been a day.
And you think everything’s for you
And you know just what to do.
Will you think so when you’ve blown yourselves away?
I say this clearly: You are the apple of your ‘I’ (x 2)
You get so excited,
Your eyes roll, your face turns red
Dealing with what doesn’t fit your plan.
You criticize and paralyze
Those who criticize and paralyze,
Annihilate what you don’t understand.
The wonderment yourselves
Is overlooked because you delve,
Riding high along the ridge of your own pride.
Preoccupied with the mirror,
You look forward to the rear.
Don’t you know it’s the future you decide?
I say this clearly: You are the apple of your ‘I’ (x 2)
Year after year, the Earth is spinning ‘round a star.
Dad after day, everyone wants to be a star.
So relax. Count, “1 … 2 … 3 …”
Your eyes will open eventually.
When they do, you’ll wonder what you’ve been.
And you’ll deceive yourselves no more.
Everyone will know the score.
Finally, you’ll be the object of your dreams.
I say this clearly: You are the apple of your ‘I’ (x 4)
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2. |
Outta My Mind
06:13
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Now that you’ve gone,
You’re just a song.
What was major is minor
And I can’t rite what went wrong.
These simple lines
Are what’s left of our times.
They help me to get you
Outta my mind.
Just get out.
Get outta my mind.
There’s no room for you
Inside of my mind.
Hooked on your eyes,
You were my vice.
You heat up my life
And you burned me like hot ice.
Your ways and your beauty,
Well, they overcame me.
What will it take to be free?
Cut you right out of me.
Just get out.
Get outta my mind.
There’s no room for you
Inside of my mind.
You know your toothbrush,
The one you’d use when you’d stay.
Well, one day I’ll do it,
One day, I’m going to throw it away!
Just get out!
Get outta my mind.
There’s no room for you
Inside (of) my mind.
Just get out!
Get outta my mind.
Either you get or I’ll go
Outta my mind.
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3. |
Common Ground
04:32
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Do what you want.
Time has come, open up your eyes …
And realize there’s more than we can see.
Feel in your heart.
Strike a common ground, without a sound.
The struggle to be free.
Another day, another way,
We will laugh at it all.
Far away, you could say we might answer the call.
We are all the same.
Fighting to break down walls
To watch them fall
And vanish in the haze.
Trust lies within.
Trust that a madman’s sneeze
Won’t shake our knees
Or hold us in despair.
Another day, another way,
We will laugh at it all.
Far away, you could say we might answer the call.
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4. |
Forever and a Day
04:36
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There may be a light that’s shining deep within my mind.
Eradicate, no big mistake, unwind.
It seems these words just go unheeded, but often thet remind
Of better days, or was that all in my mind?
Life! Force!
Forever and a day.
Effects! Cause!
Forever and a day.
Life! Force!
Forever and a day.
We watch our castles burning.
Enough to know this space,
Confused, it seems, by countless dreams.. we pay
Along this path I know we’re learning, yearning to be free.
Reciprocate our love for hate.
And forever hold our peace.
Life! Force!
Forever and a day.
Effects! Cause!
Forever and a day.
Life! Force!
Forever and a day.
Don’t you ever wonder what dreams are made of?
If it wasn’t for hope, what would drive us on?
There will come a time to cast all doubts asunder..
Celebrate, the family to which we all belong
We all belong.. we all belong.
It has no finite boundaries. I cannot be defined.
This dream that we all sometimes share inside
As long as there’s a ray of hope, our vision shines on bright
The spark inside just cannot hide … this spark!
Life! Force!
Forever and a day.
Effects! Cause!
Forever and a day.
Life! Force!
Forever and a day.
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5. |
People in Boxes
04:09
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Morning came, the shuffle of the day before
Goes on and on and on.
It’s going to start again, below my window
They will come along, along, along.
I see their faces every day, hidden behind the black.
They don’t belong.
They take their places and they pay, they don’t look back.
There’s something wrong.
People in boxes, deep behind the eyes is a pride so nameless.
Picking up the pieces they find so priceless.
Out in the street, they combine from behind their places.
I see their faces every day, hidden behind the black.
They don’t belong.
They take their places and they pay, they don’t look back.
There’s something wrong.
People in boxes, deep behind the eyes is a pride so nameless.
Picking up the pieces they find so priceless.
Out in the street, they combine from behind their places.
People in boxes, deep behind the eyes is a pride so nameless.
Picking up the pieces they find so priceless.
Out in the street, they combine from behind their places.
People in boxes, deep behind the eyes … nameless.
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6. |
Place in the Sun
03:53
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The clouds are getting darker.
There’s trouble up above.
Madman cross the border
They’re taking push to shove.
People getting angry
About the environmental change.
And leaders keep on lying
Do they really hold our fate?
Don’t you fall for their disguise.
One more wrong move and we’ll all pay the price.
Don’t walk when you should run
Or we won’t have a place in the sun.
??
?? fight for their homeland ??
?? obligation??
????
Don’t you fall for their disguise.
One more wrong move and we’ll all pay the price.
Don’t walk when you should run
Or we won’t have a place in the sun.
The clouds are getting darker.
There’s trouble up above.
Madman cross the border
They’re taking push to shove.
People getting angry
About the environmental change
And leaders keep on lying
Do they really hold our fate?
Don’t you fall for their disguise.
One more wrong move and we’ll all pay the price.
Don’t walk when you should run
Or we won’t have a place in the sun.
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7. |
Winless Game
03:26
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You’re my good friend, you’re like a brother to me.
But I am not and don’t want to be.
I’d like your help to find another boyfriend for me.
What kind of deal is that? That’s the last thing I want to see.
Whoa – oa … Whoa – oa …
We walk the town; after all, you know we’re good friends.
Times like these, I wish I knew you less.
Hours on the phone, I tell you all of my life problems.
Don’t mind at all; if only I were one of them.
Whoa – oa … Whoa – oa …
Person B All When will I learn that life is cruel?
My friends tell me that I’m a fool.
I should have known you’re not for me.
There’s other fish out in the sea.
You’re my good friend, just like a sister to me.
That’s not where I’m at, not what I want to be.
I’d like your help to find another girl for me.
What kind of deal is that? The last thing I want to see.
Whoa – oa … Whoa – oa …
When will I learn that life is cruel?
My friends tell me that I’m a fool.
I should have known you’re not for me.
There’s other fish out in the sea.
I know your need. Meet my good friends.
I’m paranoid. Are they your secret agents?
Why oh why do you feel for me this way?
Another turn of the winless game we
play, and
play, and
play, and
play.
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8. |
Downtown
05:37
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Ya, ya, ya, ya,
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Doesn’t matter if the sky is blue.
The rain keeps falling down.
I don’t know what I came here for.
I just wanna be around. Downtown.
I don’t care if the whole damn place
Is falling to the ground.
I don’t know about a twist of fate.
My love lies underground. Way down.
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Ya, ya, ya, ya,
Kicks like a boot on stone.
But we all come back for more.
No church is gonna turn our heads.
That’s not what we came here for. No more.
You give up everything
That you work so hard for.
Money, power, all that counts.
Sex force will win the war.
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Doesn’t matter if the sky is blue.
The rain keeps falling down. Way down.
I don’t know what I came here for.
Just wanna be around. Downtown.
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
Ya!
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9. |
Oasis
06:05
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Concerned citizens barely amused by the news of the day.
Walk a thin line between madness and sanity.
I’ll try to explain:
World leaders demonstrate poverty of mind.
Rejoice in bittersweet memories.
Corporate executives our world do defile
And that’s just the way it is.
Locked in this oasis.
Never coming out.
Locked in this oasis.
You might hear me if I shout!
TV stupefies, entrances me to see the way that they want.
Give a damn. Failure. Uncertainty.
Won't break through this shell.
Locked in this oasis.
Never coming out.
Locked in this oasis.
You might hear me if I shout!
Honesty. Integrity. Compassion.
These words that we know.
Boundaries of acceptance hinder
And still the beat goes on and on and on and on.
Locked in this oasis.
Never coming out.
Locked in this oasis.
You might hear me if I shout!
Hear me if I shout.
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10. |
You Remind Me
05:16
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There are times when certain things
Are better left unsaid.
Time ago, in the past, your soul, it surely bled.
When the hammer came down to pound in some sense;
When the confusion subsides, is this coincidence?
Bad breaks broken dreams, and tales of such despair.
You say, “Go to hell.” But you know I’ll see you there.
As your whip made its mark, as you cut me down to size.
I know your motives are dark, and now I realize
(That you) remind me of myself.
You with your piercing eyes
That probe the inner mind.
A subtle smile that hides the truth inside.
‘Though I deny the attraction, I think I’m mesmerized.
It’s just a distraction, learning to see through your disguise.
You see the world as a better place;
No war, no hunger here.
You see yourself in a clearer light;
But you know the cost is dear.
Locked in a fantasy to keep the tears from your eyes;
A glimmer of hope has you hypnotized.
(And you) remind me of myself.
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Mark Reed Victoria, British Columbia
Mark is a songwriter, composer, arranger, and pianist/keyboardist. His music background includes folk-rock and indie-rock
bands, some theatre, lots of solo gigs, and, more recently, light-classical piano/string ensembles, orchestral arrangements, and a sci-fi oratorio.
An animal-rights and eco-social justice activist, Mark likes to write from the POV of an objective observer of life on Earth.
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