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Kaleidoscope Thoughts
04:26
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It's getting late, twilight's fled away.
Sitting close by, you're twirling your hair with a sigh.
Go separate ways, talk more later it's okay.
Both feel the same, but unhealed scars pull me away.
Thinking I'm in way too deep x3
Turn around, I'm back at home, I left you in the rain.
Sad to say, but truth be told, my mind's in a different place.
Staying up, we talk all night, it's just something I can't take.
Problem here, it's in my head, it's all for your own sake.
I'm so unsure, kaleidoscope thoughts simply a blur.
Analyzed the angles, not to be rude, but it's too soon.
Talk it over friday, maybe smooth it over.
Serene and calm, it's merely a guise, we all fall down.
Thinking I'm in way too deep x3
Turn around, I'm back at home, I left you in the rain.
Sad to say, but truth be told, my mind's in a different place.
Staying up, we talk all night, it's just something I can't take.
Problem here, it's in my head, it's all for your own sake.
You called me yesterday, replied to placate.
My time's ticking away, would do no better in your place.
So rusty, far from easy; went straight on down,
it's buried deep underground.
Turn around, I'm back at home, I left you in the rain.
Sad to say, but truth be told, my mind's in a different place.
Staying up, we talk all night, it's just something I can't take.
Problem here, it's in my head, it's all for your own sake.
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Rojo
04:16
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I see thee, little Rojo.
I see thee, come clearly.
You sit here waiting,
To go far away.
You fly away,
And never seen again.
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3. |
Another Wednesday
03:20
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Enter a dying race, a plague with little drive.
Uneven, simple taste, the callous break away.
Unnerving time and place, the patient cannot wait.
Reach for the center stake and sugarcoat with waste.
Sincerity hides decay before it gets you.
I've seen it al before, before I met you.
Empathy trade-in, vying for affection.
Untitled to the core, before I met you.
Another Wednesday
Surreal, in disguise, unveil your facade.
Sifting through grievances, illusionary smog.
Disconsolation, eclipsed over a sigh.
Obscure the real thing, erode away the hide.
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4. |
Polar
06:00
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No sun, until we go polar.
No sun, until we go polar.
Was promised a trip into space, but then was forgotten.
I only had seconds to think, it felt like an hour.
One destination to flee, so then I went polar.
Sometimes you think you'll go high, until you go under.
It's not easy to free up your mind, until you go under.
I'm going polar.
I'm going polar.
No sun, until we go polar.
No sun, until we go polar.
Unchartered territory, the only thing untouched.
A lesson in melancholy, the noises got louder.
Demise from my passenger seat, so then I went polar.
Sometimes you think you'll go high, until you go under.
It's not easy to free up your mind, until you go under.
I'm going polar.
I'm going polar.
It's not far away, we gotta make it today.
It's not far away, we gotta make it today.
And I don't know, where it snows.
And I don't know, but don't let go.
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Darling
04:02
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Turn of the tide is bleak, and I hurt again.
Remedy open wounds, steady now hold fast.
Undo mistakes of the past, complexity at best.
Working together now, with my dearest friend.
That's getting older; lying awake or peacefully sleeping.
Think it all over; you're beautiful and turn my heart over.
Arm on your shoulder; you care a lot, and make it look easy.
My sweetest darling, can't wait to see what the future will be.
Some say it's all a game, and I hurt again.
Couldn't even comprehend, unlike all the rest.
Move on, far ahead; time will surely mend.
Erudite, prosperous; like tulips of the land.
We sail off to the sun,
Riders never looking back.
Waves part away, water so clean,
Circling around the city.
Beauty beheld, islands to see,
Nothing short of endearing.
Hold on tight, never let go,
Simple, yet such strong feelings.
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6. |
Mind Disease
03:25
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I'm feeling a little down, I told you once or twice.
Let's get on out of here, don't mean to sound uptight.
Go sit all by myself, just hoping this will pass.
Let's try and fix this soon, I'm done being doom and gloom.
It's my mind disease.
Hung on this feeling.
Why so dreary?
Just wanna be me.
Just saw my doctor says he wants to give me pills.
Imbalance in my head is anything but fulfilled.
Big empty hole in me, devoid of breathing room.
Went on and filled it with her, I think I'm pulling through.
Please don't go, don't take me away, with you here I'm halfway sane.
Shut my mouth, I'll take the pills; bottle it up, hope time stands still.
Ever worse, each passing week; lock myself in, throw away the key.
Recovery starts, small doses first; take your pick, sure hope it works.
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Waiting
02:47
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And when the bell rings out, the mind's already made.
Turn on the TV set, and wallow in refrain.
Sigh out a plume of hope, and settle for no more.
Against the undertow, monotony remains.
She's sitting waiting, foraging shame.
She's sitting waiting, to turn the page.
She's sitting waiting, foraging shame.
She's sitting waiting, to turn the page.
Rummage forgotten thoughts, a ploy for quick escape.
Hastily bandaged wounds, a cry from disarray.
Shattering all self-doubt, her mind's already made.
Against the undertow, she strives out for a change.
She's sitting waiting, foraging shame.
She's sitting waiting, to turn the page.
She's sitting waiting, foraging shame.
She's sitting waiting, to turn the page.
Into a new day, striving for change,
Into a new place, striking a change.
She's overcoming discarded days.
No longer waiting to turn the page.
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MoonMaker Chicago, Illinois
MoonMaker is an alternative-rock band with punk and grunge roots. We play beautiful, distorted melodies that are sure to
make you weep in ecstasy.
Lance "Hobo" -
Vocals, Guitar
Michael Hobbs -
Lead Guitar
Brad Koperski-
Bass, Vocals
Miguel Ramirez-
Drums
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