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Recession

[Intro]
Oh!
Oh!
 
[Verse 1]
Ah
I can sense, I can see
I can touch what you perceive
Breathe it in and let it out
Your world is mine now
 
[Pre-Chorus]
My thoughts are healing
The chaos receding
I hear, I talk in Technicolor
My faults are healing
The chaos receding
I hear, I talk in Technicolor
 
[Chorus]
Bold new world
Brave new color
Wake me up and peel back the cover
Bold new world
Brave new color
C'mon, wake me up, wake me up
Don't put me under
 
[Pos-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah, ah ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah ah ah ah ah
 
[Verse 2]
I can't feel, I can't sense
I'm losing track of the difference
Breathe it in and let it out
Who turned the lights down?
 
[Pre-Chorus]
My body is receding
A shadow is, it's creeping
I breathe, I sleep in Technicolor
It's dying while dreaming
A shadow is, it's creeping
I breathe, I sleep in Technicolor
 
[Chorus]
Cold dead world
Draining color
Wake me up and peel back the cover
Cold dead world
Draining color
C'mon, wake me up, wake me up
Don't put me under
 
[Outro]
Oh!
Oh!
Ah!
Oh!
Ah
 

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"The Perfect Poem"

I am in search of the perfect poem. Perfect.
A poem so perfect I could use it on any occasion.
It doesn’t have to rhyme or be beautiful in any way.
It has to be crooked-toothed like that old woman
Who has seen invasion, can’t retire, and cleans
The mansions of richer, more powerful people.
It must be a defeated poem. One that has
Been trounced and pounced upon in every
Kind of game to proclaim something more
Important than dreams or fame. It is
What is. Clear. You may see it too. You
May see it before me. And I suspect,
Only suspect from an old myth carried down
Unto me in the crib from a crazy schizophrenic
Epiphany that when we die it will
Be whispered from between our pallid lips
So low. Too low to be heard. Just the sound.
The sound above silence but below the violence
That is life. That rushes in our veins and brains
Free of the parasitism that is our flesh. This poem
Here is but a step. Each time I write I think I might
Make it. But there’s that old sickly comma standing
Out there. My classic ellipsis . . . I can’t find the word
That describes the moment when you have no words
Nor images, and just, total, pure, unfettered feeling.
A feeling that is an entire vocabulary within itself.
Is that part of the perfect poem? Is that what I’ve
Hoped and sought to achieve? It isn’t love . . .
It isn’t war . . . It’s here. Maybe you know . . .
Know . . . what I am . . . without seeing me . . .
Turn up that old swing. Turn off those lights. Night . . .
 

I'll Make It Up To You

Took your heart, took your hand
Promise you all that I have
Hoping that you understand
I'm far from a perfect man
 
'Cause honey it's been a hard year
It seemed like we're going nowhere
You're crying inside your bedroom
Baby I know it's not fair
 
Lay with me, for one more night
I promise you, I'll make it right
 
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you
 
I know you don't understand
The vices that follow a man
And in your eyes I can see
The places that you'd rather be
 
'Cause honey it's been a hard year
It seemed like we're going nowhere
You're crying inside your bedroom
Baby I know it's not fair
 
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you
 
In our darkest hour, in the dead of the night
I'll make it up to you
Your hands in mine
I'll make it up to you
Promises are nothing more than fleeting thoughts
But you, you are my lifeblood
 
I'll make it up to you
Every night
I'll make it up to you
Every night
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you (you, you)
Every night
I'll make it up to you
 

Dabbi doo

Dabi dabi dabi doo doo doo
Dabi dabi dabi dee dee dee
Dabi dabi dabi doo doo doo
 
C'mon, let's go!
 
I'm a girl in a big, big balloony world
Di da di, di da di da, I wanna fly
I'm alone, but I'm a cool, cool cartoony girl
Di da di, di da di da, I'm on a ride
 
I'm gonna take you away to a place I know
La di da di da
I'm gonna make you stay in the race, let's go
C'mon, let's go!
 
*Dabi dabi dabi doo doo doo
Dabi dabi dabi dee dee dee
Dabi dabi dabi doo doo doo
Come on and play with me
 
Dabi dabi dabi doo doo doo
Dabi dabi dabi dee dee dee
Dabi dabi dabi doo doo doo
You can be my fantasy
 
I wanna drive in a fast, fast fancy car
Di da di, di da di da, be a number one
I'm gonna win, 'cause I'm a speedy, speedy superstar
Di da di, di da di da, I love the fun
 
I'm gonna take you away to a place I know
La di da di da
I'm gonna make you stay in the race, let's go
C'mon, let's go!
 
*Repeat (x2)
 

Collapse

We don’t belong at these heights
Watching over all
We’ve come to the point of the obelisk
Impaled as we fall
 
[Chorus]
Collapse under the weight of time
In this still life of our design
Collapse into a great resolve
Everything falls
 
A broken image reflects from a shattered surface
Its shards of truth cut clean their meaning, our purpose
 
A tearful dawn sheds light
On what we have become
We were not meant to live like this
No life, no freedom
 
[Chorus]
 
A broken image reflects from a shattered surface
Its shards of truth cut clean their meaning, our purpose
To struggle, to glean, to want, to bleed
 
We’ve bided time
We’ve traveled to distant worlds
On our quest for knowledge and power
We’ve traced the galactic whorls
And now full circle
Unfulfilled by what we’ve seen
This is it, one galaxy
Out of the shadows, my silhouette is torn
Freed from the darkness, I see my vile form
Bleeding out from a spiral clade
This is all I have
This is all that I have
 
To live, to die, to lose our pride
To accept our fate
Life is not ours to dictate
 
Stagnation is death in a constitution of progress
Now at the zenith there is nowhere left
Nowhere left to go but down
 
Ruling in the present while the future eludes us
The further we push forward
The harder it becomes to look back
 
To struggle, to glean, to want, to bleed
To live, we must die
We live to die