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Summit
02:46
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The complexity of everything
Can’t be held in my brain
There’s a likeness in all of our seams
And a pattern to our veins
This great consistency
Is buried in our hearts
But there’s poison flashing on the screen
That’s ripping us apart
I won’t go there with them
I won’t engage the cycle
History has built to this
What a joke
Security and modern comforts
Are keeping us blind
To the fact that we’re all in this together
This is all one life
Real people, real hearts
Beating like yours and mine
Real souls, full of purpose
Snuffed out at the border line
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2. |
Quiet Conviction
01:37
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I can’t remember
What it means to feel
Secure and comfortable
Knowing that you’re real
It begs the question
Where do I belong
If I don’t find purpose when I
Sing your sacred songs
I’m turning
Turning my back for now
My voice
Won’t be heard in this crowd
And what scares me most
Is that I want to believe
But this distance and separation
Is all that makes sense to me
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3. |
Stab Back
02:38
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The great mystery
Wrapped up and sold as certain truth
Dismissing dignity
Accept the price without any proof
Such great apathy
Bites with a contradicting tooth
Drinks in complacency
So comfortable forgetting youth
It’s so funny you cling to
A way of life you don’t understand
A weak attempt at doing right
With hope of payment in the end
The distance between reality and belief
Couldn’t be farther apart
What us use is repairing the present
When all you’ve done is harm from the start
Kill your apathy
Stab back at the hand that holds you
Think for yourself, man
You can’t afford to be gullible
The options you’re offered
Don’t hold what you’re after
Separate or you’ll never be free
Call your own shots, kid
There is so much more
Than you’ve been led to believe
Don’t blindly trust the narrative
You’ve been force-fed
This is only the end if you let it be
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4. |
Slipping
03:55
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I care too much
I’m losing touch
This is my crutch
Anticipate
That I’m too late
This is my fate
This is my fear
All I hold dear
Will disappear
I’m slipping
And there’s nothing my nostalgia will do
To keep me standing
I’m slipping
Into something I never wanted to be
I feel it in myself
But I don’t have the words
To make you understand
I’m still the one you love
I’m slipping
And there’s nothing my nostalgia will do
To keep me standing
I’m slipping
And I hope there’s something left
This is my fear
All I hold dear
Will disappear
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