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Habits of Mind
03:53
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Oh habits of mind. Oh-oh, habits of mind.
Ain’t gonna take up all of my time.
Ain’t gonna eat up all of my food.
Oh habits of mind I think I’ll try something new:
I’m gonna shine my light on you.
Your days of ruling me are so through
I’m gonna shine my light on you
Oh, habits of mind. I’m so through with you.
Just yesterday I rolled outta my bed.
All this nasty shit just-a thumpin’ around my head
Oh, habits of mind. You’d leave me for dead.
Oh, habits of mind I think I’ll kick you out instead.
I’m gonna shine my light on you.
Your days of ruling me are so through
I’m gonna shine my light on you
Oh, habits of mind. I’m so through with you.
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Look Back
04:34
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Time slips away, can’t be held onto.
The faces, names, and the places you knew.
Moon on a clear lake, waves in the ocean.
One thing stays the same: we’re just-a rollin’ on through
Chorus:
Look back, look back. See those you love now.
Honey, there ain’t nothin’ here to stay.
Wish them well, wish them well.
They will fade away.
Most folks’re afraid of where they know they’re headed.
No one wants to know that one day they’ll be gone.
Taking these trips across the oceans.
It’s always too soon we must say so long.
[Chorus]
What can we do with all life’s questions?
What can we say when there’s nothing left to do?
Open your eyes, see what’s around you.
Open your mind and be renewed.
[Chorus]
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On the day that I turned 21 I left home.
Under the light of the December full moon I roamed.
I’m a broken young man, I can’t stay here.
I’m just swimming in and endless ocean of hopelessness and fear.
I’m lookin’ for a place where I know I’ll be safe.
Where people will know what I mean.
I’m tired, so tired of being afraid.
I think I just need a little space.
I heard about a place sitting in a valley not too far away.
And after seeing it in a dream one night I decided to head there one day.
I met the head honcho. She was this wise old woman, you see.
First time I met her I felt she could see to the bottom of me.
Well I felt I had found a person I could trust,
Who could help me out of this dark place.
So I listened to every last word that she said
And put it to practice with haste.
After stayin’ there a while, I was again able to see.
And climbing up a nearby mountain one day I had an, an epiphany!
I rushed down the mountain to tell my teacher just what I had seen.
I looked at her and I said “I have seen that we are all naturally free”.
Well, I could scarcely believe what happened next,
As her steely gaze cut me in two.
She dismissed every last word that I said,
Insulted me and called me a fool, oh-oh.
As you could imagine, I was all mixed up.
I knew what I had seen and felt but my doubt just would not stop.
I stopped sleepin’. My body, it just broke down.
So much for these high-falutin’ teachers of such wide reknown.
I thought that I had found a promised land
That someone else created for me.
Well, it took me burning that damn bridge down
To see the person I wanted to be, woah-oh.
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Vegas
04:48
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Hot dogs and vitamins
Where they say “a tie is a win”.
Endless cycles of wax and wane.
Neon restlessness tickles my brain.
It’s a fool’s errand, with money in my hand.
We’re hitting the floor.
We’re forgetting the door… x3
But you always get your money’s worth.
Somehow, somehow.
If you hold it before the light.
If you look at it right.
Help me make sense of this senselessness.
Help me walk away from this windowless electricity
Urging all the wrong things… x3
Help me! I am drifting down
In this vibrant sea of forget-ability.
Violins and debauchery.
I have lost my head I can barely see.
It’s plastic. It’s plastic. Elastic. Stochastic….x2
Help me! I am drifting down
In this vibrant sea of forget-ability.
Violins and debauchery.
I have lost my way, won’t you please help me.
Won’t you please help me.
Won’t you please help me.
Won’t you please
Help
Me…
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5. |
100 Days
05:31
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100 days in bed, 100 days inside my head.
And all these drugs inside my head.
And all these holes from which I’ve bled.
And how the fuck did I end up here?
I DON’T KNOW!
When the fuck will I get out of here?
I DON’T KNOW!
Got tubes stuck in my arms and chest.
I’m stuck in bed and I can’t rest.
What am I supposed to do?
These Percocets help me see me through
And how the fuck did I end up here?
I DON’T KNOW!
When the fuck will I get out of here?
I DON’T KNOW!
[Choral interlude]
And in my sleep, the ocean calls to me.
And the moon reflects so sweetly.
I have heard the mermaids singing each to each.
Oh, please, let them sing to me.
What have I done? Oh, where have I gone?
Oh, please, don’t let me drown…
Every day I rise what a sweet surprise.
Come to my side my invisible allies
I said “I want to live!”
I’ll give all I have to give
And when I run out, hear the muse, her holy shout.
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Matthew John Galvano Oakland, California
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