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Maybe
04:24
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Maybe I’ve been searching in the wrong place all of this time
Maybe I’ve been looking for the wrong girl all down the line
Maybe I’ve been thinking that I ought to be somebody else, somewhere else
Maybe I’ve been lying when I said I really understood myself
Maybe I’m a creature of my appetites driven by lust
Maybe there’s really nothing wrong with wanting sex instead of trust
Maybe I’ve been wasting too much time just thinking how I’m wasting time
Maybe it’s okay to waste time all the time if it makes you feel fine
Maybe there’s a reason for the way people behave but maybe not
Maybe people’s reasons are as good as just the reasons that they’ve got
Maybe reason isn’t the best reason to decide you should behave
Maybe that’s the reason people dive into an early grave
Maybe everything in life can be explained in a song
But maybe everything I’ve ever learned may be wrong
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2. |
Truth is the Truth
04:17
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Sometimes I think about the things that I said
I didn’t really mean
Sometimes I think about the stories I told
About the places that I never been
I know how hard it is to make a good impression
But does it serve you when you’re colored with deception
When it gets down to the wire it’s hard to back up the lies
When you get looked in the eyes you realize that the
Truth is the truth and you got to fight for it
Truth is the truth and that’s the way it is
Truth is the truth there’s no way to ignore it
Does no good to run you just better face it son
That the truth is the truth is the truth
Wasted and a washout you’re looking like a burnout
And you’re only turning twenty-one
Think you’re sitting pretty let me ask you little kitty
Do you really think you’re having fun
You’re not really playing you’re just playing with an attitude
Trying to make the pieces fit
I don’t give a chance in hell to any stories you can tell
‘Cause I don’t think it adds up to shit not a bit ‘cause the
Truth is the truth...
Jobs they got no future now and nothing seems to suit you now
You’re sitting home and watching the vids
Thought you used to freak ‘em out but mom and dad still bail you out
Whenever you need clothes for the kids
Never made a difference never made a dollar
Never made a lotta love that you coulda had
I ain’t got no sympathy for all the bitterness I see
You can’t get even so you get mad that’s too bad ‘cause the
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Warning
03:27
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You’re on the street and someone steps on your toe
You think it’s nothing but you really don’t know
It’s warning, it’s warning
You keep on moving just as fast as you like
You cross the curb and then you sidestep a bike
It’s warning, it’s warning
The little signs are there for each one to read
But they get bigger with each one you don’t heed
You’re moving fast enough you outrun your luck
You miss the bike but you get hit by a truck
You’re late for work and so you just grab a roll
It hurts your throat because you swallow it whole
It’s warning, it’s warning
Here comes your lunch break and you gobble a slice
‘Round two o’clock your gut’s not feeling so nice
It’s warning, it’s warning
Your TV dinner it goes down with the news
It’s not the best thing you could possibly choose
All night you toss and turn your tummy won’t rest
You gotta run so now you got indigestion
They build a fence around the lot down your street
There’s lots of tractors and the kids think it’s neat
It’s warning, it’s warning
They put up signs they got a skull and crossbones
You’re kinda puzzled but you leave it alone
It’s warning, it’s warning
You coulda stopped them but by now it’s too late
They dig in deeper with each day that you wait
And pretty soon you’ll say you don’t find it hard
To eat the poisons growing up in your yard
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4. |
Flickering Screen
04:04
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Beneath the flickering screen
There is no forgiveness
There is no color
Only cathode blue
This land is cold
Inhabited by nuns and widows
There is not time enough
For everything there is to do
And nothing sticks around for long (it’s only temporary)
No one really keeps the faith (but no one loses any)
Nobody can tell you why they do just what they do
And nowhere is a clue to how it works or what it means
Beneath the flickering screen
Beneath the flickering screen
You dwell in early twilight
No longer black and white
Day or night
You pass the time
Chasing after empty rumors
You live in silent hope
That one of them will prove you right
And nothing sticks around for long...
And you get numb to the sights and the sounds and the sin
Too busy being wired up to let the horror sink in
Beneath the flickering screen
There’s always talk of leaving
A million plans and schemes
Never hatched
It’s just a flickering screen
But it’s a clean production
A smooth seduction
No human heart can match
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5. |
Die that Day
03:24
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I see the picture of all of us standing in the garden
It was warm it was June we were standing by a fountain
I remember how it smelled like the grass and like the river
I remember how we laughed as we smiled for the camera
We were looking in the lens except for him he was looking away
I wonder if he knew that he was gonna die that day
I see the night feel the sweat that was pouring off my shoulders
It was loud it was hot there were people packed together
Heard the squeals and the screams felt the power in the motion
Looked around at us all we were breathing it together
And I watched him in a darkened silhouette as he continued to play
I wonder if he knew that he was gonna die that day
All the things we meant to say
All the things we meant to share
I guess he knows them all now
I guess he probably doesn’t care
We sat in back in the van never saying much of nothing
It was late it was dark we were closer to exhaustion
There were times when I thought just to make some conversation
Then I felt his fatigue it could wait until tomorrow
And I wonder if I knew what I know now what I’d have chosen to say
And I wonder how it feels to be the one who’s gonna die that day
And I wonder if I knew what I know now what I’d have chosen to say
And I wonder how it feels to be the one
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6. |
Afterlife
04:17
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I’m getting the feeling I’m ready to go
I called all my friends and I told them all so
My buddies they told me now don’t you be scared
You’ll come out in style if you go in prepared
I packed all my silver and paintings and clothes
In fact I’m still wearing the T-shirt I chose
Then I looked for awhile and I found a nice space
Then we all had a party and painted the place
Gonna do just fine in the afterlife
I feel a bit weaker don’t get around much
And the ladies I know say I’m losing my touch
I cooked myself dinner but I couldn’t eat
So I wrapped it to go with some onions and wheat
Then I went to the temple to talk to the gods
And I found I was favored with two to one odds
So I went by my tomb and I checked all the locks
Then I lay myself down to get fit for a box
Gonna do just fine in the afterlife
The shadows are closing now I’m gonna go
But I’m sure not afraid because I’m in the know
I’m off on a journey to I don’t know where
But I got all this stuff make me feel at home there
I’ll have a big party and make lots of friends
‘Cause you got to be nice when the time never ends
I’m sure that they’ll find out I’m someone to dig
If I hold up all right I could make it out big
Gonna do just fine in the afterlife
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8. |
Hi-Lites
04:01
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I don’t want a life
I want the highlights
Just like you see on the news
Only want to see the home runs and touchdowns
Don’t waste my time with the blues
Show me the big play
Show me the crowd wave
Just make the camera go zoom
Show me the champagne
Spare me the real pain
I only wanna see the winners getting happy
Not the sorrow in the losers’ locker room
I don’t want a love
I want the highlights
Just like you see on the screen
I want the sex, yeah I want the passion
Don’t want no part of no emotional scenes
Give me the fireplace
Give me the fireworks
Give me the sweat and the smiles
Don’t wanna hear about in-laws and mortgages
I don’t wanna look in your eyes and see the years and the miles
I don’t have time for the whole game only the score
‘Cause sitting still through a slow game’s only a bore
I don’t have time to be caring and crying and so
Only give me the best so that I can digest and then go
I don’t want to care
I want the highlights
I want to pick and to choose
Only the good times then I can’t be bothered
It’s just too hard when I lose
Cut out the homeless the hurt and the hard case
Cut out disaster and crime
Don’t let me see one more face of a refugee
I’m too busy running in my life to spare any time
Give me the highlights
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9. |
We Got Love
05:23
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Older is not always wiser
Wiser is not always best
This is the way that our lives work
How can we call ourselves blessed
Everyone wants to be strangers
Mystery seems to work well
But how would you feel if your secrets revealed
That you never had secrets to tell
After the hurts and the heartaches
After the curses and cries
After the truths have been found once again
To be harder to hear than the lies
When the flush of the season has faded
And you feel the first chill of the fall
Do you find yourself thinking of ships that are sinking
Or thinking just nothing at all
What do you want that’s gonna make this life worth living
What have we got in our souls that’s still worth giving
We got love
Every day brings up choices
Finally it ends up as one
Every night we can pray we were right
And then wonder what we might have done
Look at the faces around you
Look at the toll that it takes
It’s the right to be free that we lose as the fee
When it looks like it’s all been mistakes
What do you want...
Imagine what life would be like if it happened
Exactly the way that it does
Then you could look back on the times that you made it
Exactly the things that it was
You can’t change the world in a lifetime
You can’t even change your best friend
But that doesn’t mean that you sit around waiting
For everything ugly to end
You give what you can ‘cause you’ve got to
No matter what might have been done
There is always one more that is worth fighting for
Someday you may find out you’re the one
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10. |
E-Z Way To God
03:15
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Well we sweat and we toil for the things that we need
And we lust for the things we desire
When we’re tired or bored then we call on the Lord
Just to add some more fuel to the fire
I suppose it seems soothing invoking the name
Of a being supposed to adore us
When we’re losing our dreams but we won’t take the blame
Then we pray to let God do it for us
Though we claim to be searching for solace
We’re mostly just dialing for dollars
To inherit some worth or inherit the earth as the meek
It’s the EZ way to God that we seek
Well my faith has been tested and tested again
There’s some black pits of hell I’ve been through
And some demons I’ve fought maybe worse than your own
But I don’t have to prove that to you
I’ve been shown to the top and I’ve watched myself drop
For the price of a poison or passion
And I’ve given up hope on the doorstep of broke
All the while remaining in fashion
‘Cause I wanted to get without giving
And I wanted to learn without living
And I lived for the peaks and I learned I was lost in the mist
And the EZ way to God does not exist
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Mark Westin Newburgh, New York
"Heartfelt lyrics, soulful melody and enchanting vocals" -Honk Magazine
"Absolutely
stunning and moving"-Existential Magazine
"Downright transcendent"-We Write About Music
Mark's been gigging and writing a long time, and he's a wordsmith of a very high order. His songs are diverse, eclectic, darkly humorous, and for real.
Listen and decide for yourself.
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