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Agnes Blossom
02:11
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Summer of 1991, a Lutheran summer camp was fun in the blistering hot Florida sun on the Fourth of July they had everyone in the girls cabins come to the boys and select one of them to enjoy by dressing up, giving a name, most of the boys thought it was lame. But I volunteered because I knew there isn't that much difference from me to you and they shadowed my eyes and they blushed my cheeks and nobody thought I was a freak and I used my mother's name and a show I liked and Agnes Blossom was brought to life. During the talent portion for the first time I stood on a stage with a guitar and performed live, my borrowed dress and jelly shoes, an adolescent octave below the actual tune, but back then I thought it all rather weird but I've realized over the years how it's healthy to explore the lines within the confines of what has boxed us in or even ignoring the idea of definition.
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Everyone
04:03
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The time has finally come, the doing is undone, it's all been real and fun or so I was told by everyone. There's no castle in the sky, let alone a crumb of pie. Yeah, it was all just one big lie or so I heard from everyone. But when our love rules what we do there's not a thing we can't get through. I know you know it's nothing new or so I've heard from everyone. So, when your grace is on the line don't sit there waiting for a sign 'cause in the end you might go blind that's what I say to everyone. I won't forget how all of this is just one blip on the surface of what is really going on, we think that it's reality. Most that we do see it is strange given our limited frequency range, you know a lot of that can change if you'd only let it be. But you're so focused on the power, the destination and the hour, but I see life like it's a flower, the true symbol of what is free. But now I don't fit in this place where truthful lies have set the pace, that's why I wouldn't run the race and now they're taking me. We are conditioned that's why we're sheep to sit and worry and never sleep without the help of something cheap, I know it's done by everyone. Because we've got to rest enough to get through all the needless stuff, our badge says we have it rough and so we feel like everyone. I only sing what I can see and I can see it's not just me who truly hopes we'll all be free and it will be for everyone, 'cause at this moment I'm depressed although I really need the rest, I'll force myself and do my best, although I'm judged by everyone.
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Stuff We Are Made Of
02:49
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This isn't about you, this isn't about me, it's about it all, it's about everything, which is nothing at all, nothing you see, at least to me. And all that pain was for nothing but all that pain had to be. I had to grow from the rocks and the soil to finally stand in the sunshine and be free. So trust me when I say you will get there one day, it happened to me. And the love you get might not be the love you seek and strong hearts shatter when they fall 'cause they were not weak. Logic does not apply when it comes to love 'cause it's the same strange misunderstood stuff that we are made of. And they can tell us we're crazy and say we're out of our minds, because we like to paint with 16 different colors outside of the lines, but it's our picture baby and it's our picture show. I want it to play out like an epic movie, I want it to play out slow. So now I am simply happy as can be, happy as a child that doesn't know he knows everything that there ever was to know, that there ever was to be, it was always there right inside of me.
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Absent
02:47
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Frozen rain covers the street along with the sprawling pain and I didn't know back then what was going on through your brain. I know some of how you feel and there's a lot that I don't, but I know enough to understand how Father's Day can be a day that hurts the most. We can talk if you want but you probably don't, I know I never did and there's strange sort of power from the pain that comes when you're hurt as a kid and there's no way to make it better in a moment because it takes a long time to unfold. Just understand you're not alone when you're sitting at home staring at the cold. I've worked all my life to be at peace with the way things are. That there will be those with more and those with less and those that are on par with the place in which you stand right now, more lonely than you can know. A pain so great that you have no choice but to let it go.
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For all that we hold on to these days, it's what we're losing that has got us phased while the breeze strips all the leaves away, covering the path that we call yesterday. As we've been sold this idea that we are not good when really we follow our hearts as we should, but we buy into the fear and avert our eyes 'til we stumble fall and get hurt. They request it all the time, more so today as they said goodbye, but I never did learn that song because it would always make me cry. As if I could not touch the chords, melody or rhyme but they asked for it today more than at any other time. All the children are holding up question marks in a market place full of swimming sharks. I remember the ability to observe the insanity of this universe, but over time my head got filled with dreams. I collected them all like an obsessed teen, now I can barely differentiate the dotted line between love and hate. The sun is speeding up and drying up our cup, mother nature or us but either way, so know what this is worth even with all the hurt that comes when you wake up every day.
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Turn It Off
02:15
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Hung up on decency when we have all the strip clubs and show them on TV and little girls look at that and think that could be me but a president, I won't be. I won't win even against the worst of men at least that's what I'm told. All the temptations of adulthood have me wishing my entire childhood I was old... until I get there. Gray hair, scalp bare and completely numb from lies. I don't know what to believe, so I believe in nothing, my lost hope - their prize. But size, gender, shade, class and belief should not matter in the least. Yet I'm convinced it's all good and equal thanks to the PC police. When in reality the worst on earth isn't even seen even though the planet is covered with a billion and a half TVs. 6.8 billion cell phones and counting all manufacturing drama. Heads down in the screen oblivious to the trauma. So scared to look in as we gawk at everyone else's trouble. Supposedly safe in our anything but sterile digital bubble. Before you rub your chin in deep thought, a catalyst for the cough, instead listen to your mind, body and soul. Just turn the thing off.
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Funnel Cake and Lemonade
04:07
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We were playing hard to get, we were trying to take it slow but I guess it's like they say that when you know, you know. We were both beaten down our hearts tired of the game but that all flew out the window of the truck in which I came. You were just being you, I was just being me and then one day I noticed you studying me carefully. After months that felt like years we finally had our first kiss and I knew those were the lips that I'd never wanna miss. We made love that afternoon for the very first time in the campground where we met sitting on the county line. It was off without a care to the Georgia National Fair where we walked around with pride for the new love that we found eating funnel cake and lemonade on the grassy ground watching fireworks that couldn't hold a candle to you and me. Yeah, that's how falling in love is supposed to be. Well part of it is luck and part of it is work but most of it is simply not being a jerk and being open to whatever come what may. Because all we have is now to lead us to the way to muster up all the righteous might to say just what happened on that absolutely perfect day. And when you say you love me in that sincere way that comes from the heart without trying to get a lay, you can't help but tell me how you feel. And it fills my heart with hope and it fills my heart with joy like when you talk to me while playing with that stuffed bear toy, the one I won for you trying hard to play that game.
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Hoods and Gowns
04:21
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I hate this town, this town hates me. There's nothing to do, no one to be. All we are is just a truckstop, a jail house and a Walmart. Watermelons busted up and down the road looking just like body parts. They could've had it so much better if they kept the kids in school, but they were drinking all the Kool-Aid and it didn't make 'em cool. So now they're buried in the turmoil, a chain reaction of past mistakes, a rich part of our poor history that is so deeply ingrained, yeah. And the main street runs right through this crooked little town and the grass ain't even greener on the other side, no, it's still brown and the courthouse is the only place where they throw the dollars down and the good ol' boys still prance around in their pretty little white hoods and gowns. So tell me what's the big deal, watch the sheriff on the interstate. Nobody ever gets busted, but they collect all the evidence that they can take and if it comes from California then they keep it for themselves, but if it's dirty and from down below then it's stocked on all the black market shelves. Now, I'm not pointing any fingers, I'm just pointing it out. It's the kind of thing we have to grow past in order to navigate our route. So, maybe you just want to feel safe and be loved by God. Well, lift your head up and smile once in a while and I bet you'll get a nod.
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F-Bombs
04:08
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I've been told that what I feel is caring but really it's just stress. I keep my eyes, ears, mind and heart open and all I see is one big mess, but still I seek the truth you know the kind that lives outside of our brains. The kind that sits there at this moment full of bullets and bloodstains. I've been nice and sad about this before but as you know people change and I am left feeling empty and at the same time soaked in a vicious rage, but I don't go and shoot down the next motherfucker that is harsh on my day. I don't shoot down a motherfucker 'cause he might not be a certain way. I didn't shoot down my daddy for what he'd done to me. I didn't shoot down that bully 'cause he wouldn't let me be. I didn't blow out my brains when I felt so unloved, I wrote song after song 'til I figured out what the hell I was afraid of. And it's that fear that makes you clutch whatever it is that makes you feel safe. A Bible, a Beretta or a badge it's all the same fucking thing. And as my f-bombs offend you they are harmless when they are compared to the dozens of hollow-tips flying through the streets everywhere. Yeah, you might think that I've lost my mind, well maybe that's true. I didn't want it all to end this way but here I am crying to you. Please stop at killing, dismantle this fear, let's move past all the anger built over the years. All this misunderstanding and heavy thought control has wiped clear our conscience and ravaged our souls. And violence of all kinds is useless, so there. So what if it stresses me out when I care? All I know is in my heart, we were put here to love, but it's so hard to believe that there's anything above.
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Levi Redrock
02:59
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The problem is you're falling for the two party system just like the Bloods and the Crips as you blame the illiterate and the electoral college and the hate spills from your lips. Distracted by the simplest of binary codes, we lose the sight of the reality of all other roads. They work together towards the same agenda of-a tinkering-a with-a what we think we know. And why suggest a protest is what divides us when it's what brings us together, after all? I mean it's probably our ids and our profile pics in the apps on our cellular phones. And the group-think and the false links to misinformation that does nothing but kill our time. Won us over through October, show is over, curtain call is not leaving us with a dime. I'm not proud to be an American and you cannot force me to. Yet, I came forth from the ones who risked their lives to give that right to you. Joke 'em if they can't take a fuck, singing Cohen on Veteran's Day and despite the shock my knees won't knock and this spirit won't go away. When we are faced with the choosing the lesser of two evils the winner always tells the better lie, it's like being surprised there's whipped cream in your eye while you were counting on the pie in the sky. And pussy grabs back so expect an attack 'cause when a bitch get mad she get crazy and in court she'll cry hard and keep it short and sweet and tell the judge that it was all just so hazy.
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Unadilla
03:35
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Joe Louis won the fight but three black men were lynched that night in this one little town alone. Hair trigger morality, bigger chance at fatality for the cause of one's own pride and home. And do you really have to wonder why men lie in the streets and die at the hand of fear addiction and greed? The cycle started long ago in ways that history won't let us know and beneath the lies the pain flows like a stream. That's not to say that pain is our friend, but it's a message for our brain to send the word that we are still alive. As we work through it we will grow and the experience will help to show us the work that we've yet to do. Because once again the fear is in control and I really thought by now we'd know the blood all looks the same. But instead division lies ahead for guilty hands equally red that can't let go of the game. The simple fact that we are human beings should be enough to help mend the seams of what is going down. But we must act with the intent to prevent anything more than a horrible accident, beyond that any unnecessary death is just plain wrong.
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Sean Kagalis Cordele, Georgia
Presently in 2022, Sean is currently writing and demoing his next studio project.
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