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Music for the thinking few..
From the al (and artist) "the quiet earth orchestra". God i'm here all around you, my essence surrounds you. But temporal trappings confound you, and nothing i impart can ground you. You toil in vain to define me, wondrous words to confine me. Your prayers and totems can't bind...
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From the al (and band) "soft war". There is the wind these times they test your patience, these times they test your will. These days you start to wonder if we can climb that hill. Seems like the levee's breaking, seems like the die is cast, like today's fading sunset might just well...
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From the al "rage" sheep, sheep, go to sleep, watch tv, there's fast food to eat. A case of beer makes the day complete... Or maybe a football game. I'm amazed you can even spell your own name. Sheep, sheep, suions ugly words, something quiet and deep that says that what's been...
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From the al "obsolescence". I was never here after all this time i've become a ghost... Empty vessel, discarded host. The young don't notice the pale gray men, just as single-minded as i was then. It's like i've disappeared, faded and unclear... Maybe i was never here at all. My...
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From the al "rise above or fall below" web here we are watching everything unravel, all the wonders of life now fade before our eyes. Nature’s certainties now frail and sick and weary, all her unities now falter fail and die grasping hands rend the web of things connected our...
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A noisy, yet structured, slice of paranoia. Lyrics: we thank you for your contribution, but the time is due for a new solution. Your reward for services rendered? Your needs ignored and a system dismembered. You stumble around barely conscious while we aim for the stars. So we'll just...
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An end times reincarnation love song. (from the new al, mistakes have been made. ) down through the ages go you and i. On history's pages, hints of you and i. So who are you to me, this time? And will i recognize you this time? We nearly pass upon the street, pigeons fleeing from our...
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