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A Wilderness
04:14
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I had a dream
An old man sat down with a younger man
A memory
A ghost, a phantom, rising from his past
Said you're just getting started
In time you'll face a lot of hardship but
Don't let the world get you downhearted
You better buckle up
'Cause living takes a lot of trust
If you're feeling pain remind yourself it's just there to instruct you
(Take instruction from it)
It's the structure
(Take the structure from it)
It's the barbed wire
(Take instruction from it)
Showing where you should not go
We're in a wilderness
Everyday the pathway's changing
Only thing that's worse than losing is to keep from playing
Most beasts you are hiding from are hiding too and just as scared as you
Don't give up the dream to escape the nightmare
Everyday is
A wilderness
Never knowing what you'll face
Don't be afraid
It's just a test
The only way to fail is to give up and back down
Young man buckle up
Living takes a lot of trust
If this sounds cliche
Don't know another way I can instruct you
If only I had
A wise old man
Tell me what he'd come to know when I was young.
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Last night
I should have brought you out
I should have put you into my car
And drove to where we could have seen the stars
We should have traveled to the ocean
So you could taste the salt spray on your lips
And get a taste of freedom once again
I should have brought you out
I should have brought you out
It was the last time
I could have brought you out
The last time we could share a laugh
Talking 'bout the ironies of life
I should have listened (I should have listened) to you reminisce
With stories (I should have listened) that I've heard time and again (again)
And lamented over all the friends we miss
I could have brought you out
I could have brought you out
It comes out in my dreams (I should have listened, I should have listened)
It's running through my head (I should have listened, I should have listened)
It's too late to repair (I should have listened, I should have listened)
It's something I, it's something I, it's something I
Something I regret
(I should have listened, I should have listened once again)
(I should have listened, I should have listened once again)
(I should have listened, I should have listened)
(I should have listened, I should have listened)
Last night
I should have brought you out
I should have put you into my car and
Drove to where we could have seen the stars.
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Galapagos
05:11
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One million years from now
What will we be?
What will it mean to be living?
What will it mean to be breathing?
What will it mean to be human?
Will we solely exist for survival?
Satisfied to be living in exile
On some islands just like Galapagos
In endless days
Ten thousand years from now
Have we devolved?
Through our own fault and misguided progress
Automating our consciousness
Leading us to uselessness
Will we solely exist for survival?
Satisfied to be living in exile
On some islands just like Galapagos
In endless days
Obsolete
Are we
Only safe in a fort on an island
We survive
Still alive
Isolated like Galapagos islands
Isolated like Galapagos islands
One thousand years from now
What will be think?
Have we given up hopes and dreams to microchips
And artificial intelligence?
Will our reason to live be nebulous?
Will we solely exist for survival?
Satisfied to be living in exile
On some islands just like Galapagos
In endless days
One hundred years from now
Will we miss
The gifts we forfeit
Or simply forget?
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Tissues
04:09
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Tissues on the night stand near the
Photographs in case the thought of
You is simply more than I can take
There's only so much
I can take, no
I can't take much more
Bottles underneatth the pillows
On the sofa in the front room
For when I hear the knocklng at the door
There's only so much
I can take, no
I can't take much more
Keeping close the melatonin
For the hours slowly rolling
To another dawn waiting to break
Could more than I can take
Tissues folded in my sleeve and
On the dashboard within reach
Keep an empty box on hand
In case the disappointment's more than
I can stand, no
I can't stand much
Order up some comfort food to
Fill me up on something good
Something that will mask the bitter taste
There's only so much
I can take, no
I can't take much more
Swallowing two melatonin
Stop my mind from keeping hold of
Pounding bad thoughts drumming to the dawn
Can I make it to the dawn
Tissues on the night stand near the
Photographs in case the thought of
You is simply more than I can take
There's only so much
I can take, no
I can't take much more
I can't take, no
I can't take much more
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Desperate Need
04:04
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I have cash
Yes I'm rolling in green
But I find myself in a desperate need
I need you
To show me you care
For the hardships befalling this billionaire
I made my name stripping books off of shelves
Just order from home and receive in the mail
Then I took those pages and put them on screens
Now you can thank me for the jobs I create
And there's more
Yes I moved on from there
To selling electronics, product for your hair
Pots and pans
Anything you can dream
You need never abandon the comfort of screens
Now all that I ask (all that I ask)
Is you lend me a hand (is lend me a hand)
See I've built me a boat in the Netherlands (in the Netherlands)
It has three giant masts length of four fifteen feet (four fifteen feet)
Yes it's worthy of a job creator like me
Worthy of a job creator like me
There's a bridge in Rotterdam
That's been drawing for ships since nineteen two seven
It's served well
For near a century
But it can't draw enough to let mine out to sea
My yacht has three masts, three masts of steel
And I've built them higher than anyone's seen
Now I need a favor, dismantle that bridge
It's the least you can do for the value I bring
All I ask
Is dismantle it fast
And it would be best at public expense
Then I'll be on my way as I sail out to sea
I'll get back to my work of counting my money
Believe you'll be serving the world indeed
By helping a job creator like me
Believe you'll be service the world indeed
By helping me with my desperate need
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I Just Want a Life
04:31
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I would walk a thousand miles
And I would walk a thousand more
I would push through fields of stone and mud
To shield my family from the wars
I don't carry on me a gun
I don't carry very much at all
I don't carry on me no drugs
I don't carry on me fentanyl
You may call me desperado
At the wall
You may call me desperado
But not a criminal
I'm not a criminal
I don't want your money
I don't want your home
I am just the mother of my sons
I care for nothing more
I just carry with me my prayers
Like anyone I carry my own sin
I promise you we come here
Meaning you no harm
If Jesus was here he would take us in
Todo lo que quiero
Es una vida
Dejame
Tener una vida
Una vida
I just want a life
(solo, solo una vida)
I just want a life
(solo, solo una vida)
I just want a life
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Ezekiel
03:59
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If I was born to a different age
They might listen to my message
I might gather more attention
But that's not me
No that's not me
Some say I need some medication
When I'm preaching revelation
But that's not me
No that's not me
I shave my hair
And lay my body in Times Square
While the passersby throw change down at my feet
But they don't see
I'm not the only one in need
It's not easy being a prophet in the twenty first century
No no
No no
If I was born to a different age
A scribe might gather up my words
And write them on papyrus scrolls
But that's not me
No that's not me
Others stand out on the corners
Selling week-old roses
But that's not me
No that's not me
I raise my voice
Trying to speak above the noise
But I'm drowned out by the traffic on the street
I beg and plead
For the repentance we all need
But no one listens to a prophet in the twenty first century
No no
No no
I've slept alone out in the cold
Had muggers hold knives at my throat
When all that's in my pockets are some seeds
And like all prophets through the days
I warn that there'll be hell to pay
But no one stops to listen to me
If I was born to a different age
They might listen to my message
I might gather more attention
But that's not me
No that's not me
I shave my hair
And lay my body in Times Square
While the passersby throw change down at my feet
But they don't see
I'm not the only one in need
It's not easy being a prophet in the twenty first century
No no
No no no
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Reggie, Reggie
04:11
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Tell me Reggie what you're running from
Did you have to run away from success?
Tell me Reggie did you grow too large
To ever just feel right in your skin?
Tell me Reggie were the corner boys
The only ones that let you fit in?
Was attention too intense?
Step out on the floor
Odds in your favor
A million to one
And you were the one
Tell me Reggie were escaping from
Expectations hanging over your head?
Tell me Reggie now your numbers up
Are you feeling any sense of regret?
Tell me Reggie was it worth the cost
Days and nights left in the waste?
You don't get back shots you missed
You don't get back shots you missed
Step out on the floor
Odds in your favor
A million to one
And you were the one
Did you have to go to the club?
Do you have to steal that truck?
Do you have to shoot that drug?
Did you have to take that knife
When you gave that girl a ride?
Did you have to mess her up?
Reggie couldn't you just play the game
Was there too little action there?
Reggie tell me what it worth the price
Living in that Jackson cell?
Reggie, Reggie did you feel like a man
Just before your final defeat?
Now you're shot down on the street
Now you're shot down on the street
Now you're on the floor
What's your final score?
From a million to one
You end up with none
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Tulsa Underground
04:15
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The shovels start to dig
While others throw dirt in
Blanket over misery
Fight with nail and tooth
To keep me from the truth
Busy, busy
White washing history
In Oaklawn unmarked graves
They're finding the remains
Crimes covered up
Don't make a sound
(Don't make a sound)
May never know their names
Recovering bits today
They've tried to keep Tulsa underground
One hundred years after
Unveiling the matter
Bodies buried, homes and lives burned down
Hidden from the pages
Secret through the ages
They've tried to keep Tulsa underground
Protecting me from guilt
'Bout how this nation's built
Piling dirt over evidence
Covering up my eyes
To keep the truth inside
The wooden walls of hastily built caskets
One hundred years after
Unveiling the matter
Bodies buried, homes and lives burned down
Hidden from the pages
Secret through the ages
They've tried to keep Tulsa underground
Oh, one hundred years after
Unveiling the matter
Bodies buried, homes and lives burned down
(Don't make a sound)
Hidden from the pages
Secret through the ages
They've tried to keep Tulsa underground
(They've tried to keep Tulsa underground)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah. yeah
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Am I Losing You?
04:18
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Fog on the Laurel Highlands
Forty miles since reading names on walls
Like the leaves that fall
We're breaking into pieces
Splintered, shattered, angry, battered
And I have to wonder why
Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
Pass through the county lines
Watching graze land change to pavement
Swap the colors on the signs
The photo's fading fast now
Of the time we sang out on the stair step
And I have to wonder why
I fear I'm losing you
Fear I'm losing you
Fear I'm losing you
Was it immersion or chemical reaction?
Is it in our nature, something from our background?
Was it intentional or something that just happened?
Was it predictable, breaking into factions?
How did we get to where we can't agree what truth is?
If facts don't suit you, just choose your own alternative
Your tribe is your tribe and there is no use in listening
Your every belief's reinforced by algorithm
If there's an open window
Seems the space is growing narrow
We teeter on the brink
We've broken into pieces
Only weaker from erosion
And I have to wonder why
Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
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11. |
Words / Hope
03:12
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Just because
I sound cynical
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Just because
I sound skeptical
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Doesn't mean I've no hope
It's true I sing out loud about
Things that bring me doubt
That everything is going to be okay
Yet I pack those words up in a sack
And read the words to take me back
To the promise that sustains me to this day
Just because
I've been skeptical
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Just because
I seem cynical
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Doesn't mean I've no hope
And just because
Seems things are breaking down
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Doesn't mean I've no hope
Just because
Seems things are breaking down
Doesn't mean there's no hope
Doesn't mean there's no hope
Hmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmmm mmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmmm mmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmmm mmm mmm mmm
Hmm mmm mmmm mmm mmm mmm
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Tom Alter Detroit, Michigan
Tom Alter is a singer-songwriter based in Detroit. The influences of jazz, folk, pop, and Latin genres are found in his
original compositions. Tom's lyrics mix world events with the affect on his personal ideals. He has released 3 EPs and 2 albums since 2019. His work can be found on digital and streaming music platforms. He is also a member of the duo After Blue.
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