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Keep Walking
04:57
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One of those weeks
When you've been asleep
For seventeen days
Or is it a phase
If You don't get high
From above the sky
You might have to wait
And you can't have that
You just can't wait.
You just can't wait.
Light the candles
Kneel and beg
Sweat the blood
Give to get
Could be a choir
Could be one
Making sense
Where there is none
One of those lives
When you wonder why
It doesn't turn out
The way you’d like
Why you, why me
Why aren't I special and shiny and weird and crazy and everything else that someone like me deserves to be?
It's so unfair.
Can you know what he's thinking
Do you know what he said
Cornered and boxed
And locked in your head
I always thought He was bigger than that.
Where is substance
Where is evidence
Keep walking
Keep walking
Don't stop
Just keep walking
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2. |
Asking Too Much
05:29
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I want a day where everything goes right
I want the good times to always last
I want the sun to shine when I walk
Is that too much to ask
I want a country without a moat or walls
I want a king that isn’t out of touch
I want peace and quiet when I rest
Am I really asking too much
I want a preacher who doesn’t need my cash
I want a God who can hear me when I call
I want a heaven that lets everyone in
Is that order too tall?
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Something's Gotta Give
05:01
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There's a space in my head
Where I would keep
All the things I'd find today
But a hole in the side
Of my open mind
Filled it with noise and grey
Now where shall I keep it all
Something has to go
I’ll lose this box of cares
To make room for the show
But somethings gotta give
Somethings gotta give
I can’t hold it all and stand
What’s going to give?
Numbers push out colours
Colours despise the grey
Grey is practical, factual
The facts dont let me have my say
Feel it, or know it
Calculate or earn it
Rich man or gentleman
I can’t have it all
somethings got to give
Take one, leave one
I never learned that trick
But somethings gotta give
Somethings gotta give
I can’t hold it all and stand
What’s going to give?
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4. |
Home 1.0
05:30
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5. |
Our Thoughts
04:13
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All we are is a result of our thoughts.
We are founded in our thoughts
We are made up of our thoughts
We make our world with our thoughts
You are what you imagined yourself to become
Imagination is stronger than knowledge
Knowledge is limited. With the imagination, you can encircle the world.
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The king was in his counting house
In an orange safety jacket
Picking up cigarette ends from the street
The queen was in the parlor
Handing out bread and honey
To the rich, the humble And meek
The whole earth is flat
We are the ones who beg
Helping one another
Find the water and bread
Shiny things dazzle you
Until you can't see beauty
Squeaky wheels deafen you
To the poor and needy
If you look down on me
I'll look down on you
it's more like pity
I can't hold your values
If you look down on me
I'll look down on you
it's not really irony
It’s just a kind of clue
If you look down on me
It says more about you
I don’t know where you could stand
To have that shameful view
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He knew what he said , He was misunderstood
His tie was on straight , They said he was good
To go
Pushed pass the crowds of mics and lenses
Clutching the books that held his defences
Of lies
No ones watching, Just a few friends
The walls are deaf, no one will know
But the tape
If you don’t remember It didn’t happen
But when you’re on your own
You play the tape.
It was going your way how could this happen
This is so unfair then they played the tape
The tape
One final call and I get to account
For every lazy word And every fount
Of dirt
After the parade has gone home
One on one I’m asked to atone
I can’t
It wasn’t me it was them
I’ll clear my throat of the phlegm
That has stifled the truth for years
And they’ll play the tape
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Nick Burman England, UK
Looping electronic and guitar based sounds with programmed rhythms and vocals.
With a musical
palette founded on prog rock, electronica, blues, jazz and art rock, I record studio albums and recreate looped versions live.
Hand built guitars, violin, keyboards, bass and electronic noises.
I’m based in Bury St Edmunds, Suffolk UK
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