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Up before the dawn we seize the day,
In the valley of our lives
We fall in line one by one
We are the foreign thunder with the rising sun
Beckoned by duty’s call
With a firm belief in “all for one
and one for all” as the cadence that
we proudly preach
As we march our way to the sea
To defend the land we’ve known to call home
To insure a place where our sons and
daughters can thrive
So walk a mile in my boots and you’ll see
That this shit ain’t for cowards
who give up in the hour of defeat
Strap your shoulders back and come out strong
If you intend to defend your life
and civil liberties
To defend the land we’ve known to call home.
To insure a place where our
sons & daughters can thrive.
To know that the soldier beside
you would save your life.
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Headlights
04:22
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Headlights shine
Fade and dim
Shadows dance
On the walls within your room
Let us in
Sunday's best
Draped in chairs
Cool and calm
With our shaking hands
Anxious to the touch and feel
I see lights bend and blur beneath
The colors break and collide
Fractured hues illuminate
The life within your eyes
And how I've long to
Hang my hat inside
Of the house you call a home
And take my name as your own
Tops of trees
Burning with their
Autumn leaves
In the fashion of a passion
I would like to find
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White Dove
04:12
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Waiting around by the clock it’s a quarter to five
And I’m hell bent and spent on the fringes of life
Where you stand in my helpless hands
And the doctors telling
me “Well son my apologies
But we’ve done all that we could,
but your wife and child...”
Well he shook his head and walked away as I felt the levy break and purged the
world of
everything I’d come to love
Heaven if your on my side show me the road
Help me Lord ‘cause I can’t feel anymore
I’ve taken all that I can endure this time.
So does he have your eyes
Does he have your smile
Does he laugh out loud for all of the while
Does he sing your praise like I do
Or is he shy at all
Does he woo the crowd with all of my charm
I can only hope for when St. Peter won’t
Tell me to step out of line
He said “step out of line boy it’s not your time”
So I step out of line
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Love is a Martyr
03:14
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You’ve said it once before
The mystery behind these walls
Lives within the cracks and
The breaks upon these weathered stones
And I know that you’ve done your fair share of
Chiseling away at all the distractions
That I have been setting up for
your persistent questioning
And endless games of playing
the victim to the point
Where I come undone
So it seems that there comes a time
Where we all fall in love
and then fall out of line
Seasons they change and time wears us all
By endlessly spinning our worlds back and forth
But here me now
Let it go
Let it rise above
Let it sink below
Cause its all the same to me
when you live your life in a fantasy
The knelling bell is ringing in your ears
All the things that you’ve come to fear
This is the consequence of a life you lead
Where tomorrow just seems obsolete
For love is a martyr and I am its ghost
Aimlessly wondering among these
Heavenly hosts in a failed attempt
To find someone better than you
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Burn
04:22
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The curtains fall
The public leave
our names in the theater marquis
The accolades that we receive
are nothing more than the labors lost and grieved.
Cause I was wrong never knowing when the point to come back from where we
came
And now we’re lost
Yeah we’re lost behind the fame
Let it burn, Let it burn.
From the ash to the earth
From the soot to the sky
I let it burn
The fall from grace, the great divide the labors lost
here is burning our remains
‘Cause yeah we’re lost
But you’re lost and unashamed
Let it burn, Let it burn.
the ash to the earth
From the soot to the sky
I let it burn
I’ve been in love and been left estranged
So I’m giving up now and burning what remains
Slow dancing in time this love has passed us by
So arrogant now to see
Arrogant now to know
Arrogant so,
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn all that remains
Let it burn.
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6. |
Warden
04:04
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City of the Dead
04:16
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Amsterdam Station Atlanta, Georgia
Chris Connelly, Andy Potash, Greg Jarvis, and Shafer Gray
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