preacha
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- Dec 18, 2003
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so i got bored as fuck practicing the guitar poorly, so i wrote four sets of lyrics to go with my retarded strumming. GO!
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Raise Your Glass
a toast to missed notes
in the song the world sings
that slurred, mumbled cadence
that our apathy brings
let champagne overflow
to lips torn open wide
spat overboard on our departed
swept away with the tide
so raise your glass
to this vessel
we cloak our rust with paint
and raise your glass
to the captain
of lethargy, our patron saint
raise your glass
to the crew
hands clasped in solemn pledge
raise your glass
to our abyss
we've sailed over the ledge
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Shine Light
ever so honestly
weep your clarity
we're the rain masking windshields
begging the oncoming to shine lights
it is a concrete liplock
between gravel & girder
shattered fingers obscuring our sight
and when our smoke hits the sky
we'll burn bright
we'll shine light
ever so honestly
spit our finality
we're the funeral procession
prompting black cars to shine lights
pray our memory will die
of joint crucifixions
nailed onto our fingers crossed tight
and when we lay down to die
we'll burn bright
we'll shine light
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3:30am
three thirty a.m
cargo zipped and tied
another homecoming
but i'm not stepping inside
it's a four letter word
muttered under my breath
signifying distance between here
and what we've all left
another conversation
between the heart and head
one berating the other
for what the other said
and i'll lay listening
until the lovespat ends
just let me get through
these three thirty a.m's
three thirty a.m
cargo zipped and tied
this is my homecoming
but i won't step inside
forgiveness is divine
so i'm mortal tonight
fuck your concern
i'll be alright
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False Alarms
our flags are torn
so carry your burdens
as you're born to mourn
the passing of seconds
we're the picked-at stitches
the kneejerk reactions
dancing munchausen 'sufferers'
smiling in mock satisfaction
our flags are torn
so carry your burdens
as you're born to mourn
the passing of seconds
jesus would have been vigilant
so where did we steer wrong?
we're whistling false alarms
we'll die by our song
__________________________________
Raise Your Glass
a toast to missed notes
in the song the world sings
that slurred, mumbled cadence
that our apathy brings
let champagne overflow
to lips torn open wide
spat overboard on our departed
swept away with the tide
so raise your glass
to this vessel
we cloak our rust with paint
and raise your glass
to the captain
of lethargy, our patron saint
raise your glass
to the crew
hands clasped in solemn pledge
raise your glass
to our abyss
we've sailed over the ledge
__________________________________
Shine Light
ever so honestly
weep your clarity
we're the rain masking windshields
begging the oncoming to shine lights
it is a concrete liplock
between gravel & girder
shattered fingers obscuring our sight
and when our smoke hits the sky
we'll burn bright
we'll shine light
ever so honestly
spit our finality
we're the funeral procession
prompting black cars to shine lights
pray our memory will die
of joint crucifixions
nailed onto our fingers crossed tight
and when we lay down to die
we'll burn bright
we'll shine light
__________________________________
3:30am
three thirty a.m
cargo zipped and tied
another homecoming
but i'm not stepping inside
it's a four letter word
muttered under my breath
signifying distance between here
and what we've all left
another conversation
between the heart and head
one berating the other
for what the other said
and i'll lay listening
until the lovespat ends
just let me get through
these three thirty a.m's
three thirty a.m
cargo zipped and tied
this is my homecoming
but i won't step inside
forgiveness is divine
so i'm mortal tonight
fuck your concern
i'll be alright
__________________________________
False Alarms
our flags are torn
so carry your burdens
as you're born to mourn
the passing of seconds
we're the picked-at stitches
the kneejerk reactions
dancing munchausen 'sufferers'
smiling in mock satisfaction
our flags are torn
so carry your burdens
as you're born to mourn
the passing of seconds
jesus would have been vigilant
so where did we steer wrong?
we're whistling false alarms
we'll die by our song
