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Growing up means growing old with less and less time to rule the world,
Giving in doesn’t happen overnight, your head’s under water before you see your plight,
Left to your own broken down devices, settling in to settle on,
Where was this wisdom when we still had the teeth, where was the knowledge when we needed it most,
We learn best how to compromise until we can’t anymore,
What’s stopping us from dusting off our soapbox, what holds us where we are,
All the years striving to have it all, but comfort wipes our minds clean,
Left to your own broken down devices, settling in to settle on.
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What to fear next
04:00
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You don’t have to like it, but you sure don’t have to cry, the consequences are never worth the pain,
You keep falling over talking points that hold no weight,
Imaginary, otherworldly, what matters it could be,
What to fear next plaguing your thoughts,
A little taste of everything,
Feed me fill me with their prejudice,
Or can I just tell you what to think,
I don’t have to like it, but we have to get along, before we knew it was so much easier,
I keep running over arguments that are never worth the time,
What to fear next coming out of your mouth,
Subtle hate speech in every word,
Feed me fill me with their prejudice,
Or can anyone just tell you what to think,
I know you don’t like to wait, opinions don’t have to be formed,
And you don’t have to wait, an IV straight to your brain,
You don’t have to like it and I don’t have to play along, we can stew in silence and wait for what comes next.
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Midnight wanderings
03:27
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Cold air unnoticed, focused on the path, only steps visible in the - moon light,
Everything inside settling down, peeking eyes over, walls I built so strong,
Could this be the moment I finally see through, where this all lays no longer up to you,
You know if what you’re saying was true, there’d be lines at the door, begging to pay you,
Instead we scrape and scrap for their crumbs and never quite look the part, I think I’ll soon be gone,
Eye rolls now noticed, it’s evidently clear, they all kept their distance waiting for the awakening,
Everywhere I go is another test, how far can feet walk that have never left the grass,
The days are getting longer, the sun always in the sky, they never tell you it’ll be like this, always with the glaze over their eyes.
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Out at sea
03:36
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The rings around your eyes are quite daunting, I forget my words and have to come around again, they always tell you it’s the best and worst, nothing quite like it, when it’s gone you’ll always wish it back,
I know how lonely it is out at sea, all these fish swimming by me,
I know how hard it is to get you out of the nets,
The look in your eye is quite intimidating, I slip up and say, why weren’t you born uglier,
They always tell you just to be yourself, but what if you’re a weirdo,
You can’t hide it no matter how hard you try,
I’ve been told there are plenty of fish in the sea,
I always thought they were lying to me,
I always learned they were lying to me.
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It was endangered showing emotion, giving up I’m not fine,
You could always see better than me, but I’d come around,
It was a danger behind those glass walls, throwing so many stones,
I’d come to see then far far too late, I dug my own pitfalls,
I wish you’d known me now, our time ran out far before,
I popped all the bubbles then, where can we go from here,
I’ve thrown out the pages, judgment so far from my pen,
We could’ve done it all, instead all we did was nothing,
But the mountains never moved much, moved much,
Only pushed them all away,
Only pushed you all away,
I wish you’d known me now, I’m so much better than before,
I live in the real world you can bet I’m still getting over my regrets,
I’ve dug up every ugly memory, watched the embers burn right in front of me,
I couldn’t change the past but maybe we can change the future,
I wish you’d known me now.
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The blenders
04:44
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Blending happiness with pain, I bet you’ll never know my name, constant desire pushing, pushing until it breaks,
The smallest voice getting louder, it never stops calling, calling for surrender,
The littlest man inside eating more each day,
Blending honesty with shame, take me for what I am, constant pressure closing in, is their no escape from expectation,
The smallest opinions matter more, and they never stop calling, calling for their desires,
The least important man, consuming more each day,
Come and take me I’m cornered, with no tools to fight this bitter world,
Waiting, watching for you, to give me any sign but your eyes are just whites,
Bring me down again, so I can stay under your rotten thumb,
Follow, following me, until I can’t breath.
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Sleepless haze
04:02
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A sleepless haze hangs over the world as we know it, (we all swim through it) time stopped for seven days, forgetting our aspirations,
There will be a time for making plans, and moments to join again into the racing rodents,
Or can we just stay out of it, hang back and watch it blur, can we enjoy the frozen scenery before life sweeps us up again,
A restless aura around us, stealing our vitality, (as we lay) the world is slow, glasses foggy, all our desires stay locked away,
We see frozen hands on every clock, Stillness but the tasks come back in slow waves,
A sleepless haze hangs over our hearts and muddles every thought,
A restless aura around us, our minds can’t break free.
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Outside the door
03:19
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I wish you were there, while the sun still sleeps I can feel your stares,
And I wish we'd done it differently, but I can't change the fact you won't speak openly,
What say we, get out of here,
A toxic place full of fractured memories,
You think maybe, it ain't healthy and never was,
Somewhere the curtain fell and you're left outside the door,
I wish you were anywhere, call me from afar then leave me be,
And I hate myself for feeling this way, but I can’t change the things you’ve done remorselessly,
The place for honesty is gone,
The time for reconciling past.
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Withered limbs
03:52
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Fill my ears with anything that comes to mind, take no prisoners, leave no victims to die in peace,
Can we count the callouses, the scars over time,
Will we find the right place, to build the fence,
Is it a pressing need, to sort this out,
Could we call it a stalemate, and just move on,
Fill my mind with better examples of humankind, call the witnesses, we can’t ignore them, if we ever want peace,
There comes a time when you've jumped over the line,
Pushed inside despite hostile territory,
You can't be believed, when you think we're all deceived,
I’ve filled my life with people who care without the agenda,
The harvest floor, the cutting room, the need to purge and prune,
The harvest floor, the cutting room, withered limbs fall away.
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Cold shoulders
03:54
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You take my mind right down the drain, subtle movements that break my brain,
You take advantage at every chance, with no regard for us peasants,
Through my pain, the offer still stands, does it say more about me or you,
In your wake, I’m just another man, I can't help feeling what I do,
All bark and no bite, all wrong and no right,
Baring every bit of your cold shoulders, for only me too see,
We try, reconcile, we fall back into our denial,
You bare every bit of your cold shoulders, for all the world to see,
It takes a lot to bite my tongue, double standards I can never outrun,
The other path is so empty, loneliness but better off free.
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Pocket of happiness
04:23
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I want to take you there while I still can, watch the waves before they overtake the land,
Would you still come with if you knew, it’s all over so very soon,
Will you just lay back and watch the sky burn, knowing it will soon be our turn,
Lace your hand in mine remembering good times, close our eyes together and say goodbye,
Swimming through deep waters, always looking for the air, fewer and further between but it’s always been there,
The ground shakes and the clouds turn dark, find a place to spend our final nights,
Can we just talk of the good memories, for one night can we put the world at ease,,
It’s not the right way but no way is right, we’ll turn our focus as we lose the light,
We’ll find our, pocket of happiness.
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Scott Boss North Carolina
Between writing the Cosmic Ark book series (Available on Amazon and B&N), running Bossman Studios, writing and recording for his metal band - EL CARO, his funk/rock band -Grove Carnival, and his humorous rock band - Gentlemyn, Scott still has songs that need a place in the world. Scott Boss Music is his outlet for the rock, acoustic, and other musical ideas that don't belong elsewhere. ... more
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