1. |
Waiting For It
04:14
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We made it happen
Still we don’t believe that it did
Tied strings to our fingers to remind us
To starve our ego and feed the Id
Now put all our love in pixels
So the flaws are easily hidden
We’re just like little kids
Playing on the grid
Until mama takes it away
So schedule me an apocalypse
And I will pencil it in
And keep taking all my money to save me
When you go on and put it in pen
Its like you’re flashing your leg
For a ride to nowhere sacred
And just because its amicably said
You justify it all in your head
And you walk it on up to the baseline
And you chalk it on up
And we wait for it
Wait for it
We wait for it
Wait for it
So kiss me on the precipice
Send me into all of it
Build steeples into the stratosphere
Tell me why you think you’re here
Always trying to sell us some kind of rebirth
While we try to stay the salt of the Earth
We’ll try to stay the salt of the Earth
Yeah we’ll try to stay the salt of the Earth
Try to stay the salt of the Earth
While we’re waiting for it
We’re waiting for it
We’re trying not to dissolve
Waiting for it, we’re waiting for it
Trying so hard to evolve
Yeah we’re waiting for it, waiting for it
Trying not to dissolve
Yeah we’re waiting for it, waiting for it
To finally resolve
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2. |
Too Far
03:32
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My bloodshot eyes on the spilled sunrise
Can’t believe what I am reading
That you said and should be leading
To your demise
Because all that you say
Doesn’t just go away
And no context will make it less bizarre
It seems to me and I know some might agree
That maybe you’ve gone too far
The fat cats watching you from the side
Are salivating while they’re waiting
For their violence to be legitimized
Your definitions sure ain’t mine
Why don’t you shut down the part of you
That keeps imposing on us your views
Of what’s divine
Because all that you say doesn’t just go away
And no context will make it less bizarre
It seems to me and I know some might agree
That maybe you’ve gone too far
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3. |
Overwhelming
04:22
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I remember the days we were young things
Every bit of sun soaked in
Through the window panes of your mama’s kitchen
Drinking gin and listening
Thirty three and a third spinning
“Breathe, breathe in the air”
And it was
Overwhelming
Getting carried away
The memories flood my mind like a pipeline wave
Overwhelming
It got in and it stayed
Overwhelming
I remember muscle cars and street lights flickering
I wanted to play house
You wanted to play chicken
Truth or dare, trumps, gateway drugs and stolen rosé wine
And kissing under the big tree
On the good side of time
It was
Overwhelming
Getting carried away
Memory floods my mind like a pipeline wave
Overwhelming
It got in and it stayed
Overwhelming
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4. |
Corner Of My Eye
03:50
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Sometimes I think I see you
Out of the corner of my eye
You blend in to the graffiti
But I can just make out your lines
You flip a switch and send me reeling
Like a moth into the artificial light
In useless flight
You’re cruel and understood and I will watch you
Out of the corner of my eye
Maybe you’re an apparition
Sent here to haunt me ‘til I die
And I can say I don’t believe in you
But that would be a lie
Sometimes you come when I’ve been drinking
Sometimes you come when I’m dry
Either way, its down deep I’m trying to reach
So you can’t creep where I can see you
Out of the corner of my eye
You flip a switch and send me reeling
Like a moth into the artificial light
In useless flight
You’re cruel and understood
And I will watch you and wonder if its you who follows me
Is it me who follows you?
Do you really take shape or do I summon you?
And I can see by your face that you’re loving
That I ask why
And I can see your sick smile
Out of the corner of my eye.
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5. |
Better
04:01
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Ramona makes her way
Outside the supermarket she goes preaching
Ranting away
About new robotic Toms doing the peeping
She spends her time running
Back and forth from door to door
Of course, they all still open
But she needs to make sure
And she tells me
“I will get better, I will get better from here”
People walk by and ignore her
“I’ll start tomorrow- I’ll get clean, I’ll get clear”
But she’s got no one to get better for
First Monday in May
She stands outside the Laundromat weeping
Grey goose in her cup
Is spilling on the bag she keeps her speech in
She’s got quarters in rolls
Today’s the day she said she’d clean her life up
Every day her sky is falling just a little more
And she tells me
“I’ll get better, I’ll get better from here”
People walk by and ignore her
“I’ll start tomorrow- I’ll get clean, I’ll get clear”
But she’s got no one to get better for
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6. |
What If
04:05
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What if you knew the solution?
What if you knew the cure?
Would you break down the institutions?
Turn the polluted back to pure?
If you could do it, would you do it?
And what would you do with it?
Would you come through with it?
What would you do with it?
What would you do?
What if you had the perfect word
That would break this curse?
Would you say it out loud?
Would you write it in a verse?
What if you had the perfect muse
Who would give you a masterpiece
Bring back a golden fleece
Would you compose the final anthem
That would bring us to peace?
If you could do it, would you do it?
And what would you do with it?
Would you come through with it?
What would you do with it?
What would you do?
Would you get greedy and keep it to yourself?
Would you cry needy wolf and kidnap it for wealth?
Would you be a hero? Would you be a saint?
Would you be of love or would you be of hate?
(Chorus)
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7. |
Age of Blame
04:45
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I can’t make sense of it all
Are we mending fences or building walls
You took the spring from me I took the fall
From the crudest instrument you made the call to arms
Firing your skill and finding cause for alarm
You cemented it and tried to smear my name
Into a blur
But this age of blame is over
I can’t make light through these stones
They block my sight
They chill my bones
The dogs you trained to bite are at your border
But they don’t really want to fight
Just obeying orders to cause me harm
Firing your skill and finding cause for alarm
You cemented it and tried to smear my name
Into a blur
But this age of blame is over
So I can’t make sense of it all
Are we mending fences
Or are we building walls?
You took the spring from me
I took the fall
It never seems to change
But that’s your call to arms
Firing your skill and causing alarm
You cemented it and tried to smear my name
Into a blur
But this age of blame is over.
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8. |
Sanctuary in Sabotage
05:31
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Jen Kearney Boston, Massachusetts
Boston’s Jen Kearney has spent some time seasoning her particular style of original music. Her sound is truly an
amalgamation of musical styles including Soul, R&B, Funk, Rock, and Latin. Kearney’s music and attention to lyrics and has met critical acclaim nationally and internationally.
Kearney is set to release an EP entitled “Atlantic” in March of 2022 and a full-length LP later in the year.
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