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Alone (Again?)
04:16
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Sunlight streaking through the windowpane, illuminates your suffering.
The helplessness will start again, the hopelessness of who you've been
Comes rushing back to memory, all the things you've thought you'd never be. All the times that you've been here before, leaves you waiting there for something more.
And you will die alone, it's what you've known
since the day you were born you were forlorn
and all your dreams are left unseen, and let to be
I spent my loneliness on token rage, the stupid little wars I wage
as days will do they slip away, I'm left with nothing more to say
and somehow I have crossed the line, that I wouldn't let myself define
and I can't turn back and say I'm wrong, that's why i end up right where I belong...
And I will die alone, it's what I've known
since the day I was born, I was forewarned
any dreams I had, slipped right through my hands
any dreams I've had.
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2. |
Perfect Moments
04:44
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If I had known this was the moment, I should have held in the palm of my hands. If I had known, this was the moment I'd lose it all, all I could stand, I would've held you. I would've tried again.
Every day has perfect moments, taken for granted.
Every day has perfect moments seen through a fragile lens.
If I had known this was the moment, I should have held up to the world
If I had known, the was the moment, I'd lose it all, all I had known, I would've held you. I would've tried again.
Time escapes the world, and all that I could see, flashed right by my eyes, in all its faded themes. I should have held you, I should have tried again.
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10 (a Poem)
05:36
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The road that leads to homestead, is off again, is soft again, there's nothing left. The praise has led to passion, eroding them, an hour to 10, relive again.
The fool's heart, is a fool's art, and it's home again.
The fool's heart, is a fool's part, when your smile began.
The time I never met you, emboldens them, defeat again, we'll live in sin.
The soulless daily track 10, rounds back again, the time to send me home with them.
The fool's heart, is a fool's art, and it's home again.
The fool's heart, is a fool's part, when your smile began.
Every time I see you, I feel the same, I feel insane the same way.
Lying down together, I see you then, the time will bend, the pain will end.
The fool's heart, is a fool's art, and it's home again.
The fool's heart, is a fool's part, when your smile began.
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4. |
Little Pieces
04:08
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It didn't rain like every movie shows. my feet sank in ground, my hands gripping tight the casket where you lie.
No one said it was gunna be ok. They couldn't even look way as they walked right by with eyes tied to the floor.
Your brother sat in the back just by himself, he lit up a cigarette, and the flame burned down and seard the suling flesh.
Your mother passed out and fell down near the stone. No one could make her wake, but her heart still beats in pieces in her chest.
Every time I try to see things through your eyes, I get lost.
All the things I tried to hold up to the light go dark.
Maybe now I find all I tried to hide in this love.
I didn't care what the preacher had to say, it just fed into my rage. We all know its made up bullshit anyway.
I walked back alone, in the searing summer breeze. Was there a deal you made, like Faust? My eyes welled up just knowing what we'd lost.
the cars drove away, in a single sullen line. Was there comfort that they find in the painfully repressed chambers of their minds?
Your father stays, as the bright white daylight fades, just staring at your name, as he just breaks down and falls onto the ground.
Oh, my love. little pieces from the start, little pieces fall apart.
Maybe now I find all I tried to hide in this love.
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5. |
Perspective
01:22
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6. |
Silence is Dangerous
02:48
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A young black body lies on the ground, a crimson halo 'round his head.
His mother's screams echo in the night distilled through all the tears they've shed.
An alabaster face thrust upon your screen saying no there's nothing wrong.
A heartless voice in a soulless choir, singing loud their hateful song.
Let's stand against fear, and make our voices heard.
Love conquers hate.
A bright young girl in a backward home struggles to get through the day.
Condemned outright by her parents hate, because she doesn't live their way. They send her off to a torture camp, who said her love was just a choice. She suffered their abuse and ignorance until she had to quiet the noise.
Let's stand against fear, and make our voices heard.
Love conquers hate.
So let's take them all down one by one. Just to undo the damage they've done. And we'll do it again. No we won't let them do this to us, and we'll burn it all down if we must, because in this moment we know that silence is dangerous.
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7. |
Fall Back Into Place
05:56
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Looking out on the edge of Mass Ave. tonight. Cigarette smoke smoke swirls in the air, underneath the slowly dying night. Our own little heaven here. Street lights flicker through your window, and the morning is drawing near.
When you looked right through me, I knew our time had passed. A synergy left incomplete. On the wall, a frozen moment lost, but in here the nerve still exposed. Home I'll find you, in the darkness, and the distance drawing near.
It feels like the more that we try, we lose the heart and the trust.
It feels like the stories we built up have become too much.
It feels like its too much to handle, fall back into place.
Watching as the buildings blur and through this window pass. A road leads to somewhere unknown. All the feelings swelled inside of me, arise as the wave starts to crest. I push them back down, in the darkness, and the distance closing in.
Just love me as long as you can while I push you away.
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Hold it up, a piece, a part of all your fear trembling in the distance. A voice you hate, you used to hear. I promised I would be, but promises restrain. Nothing from my part to stay, nothing here ever remains.
I see right through myself, this time.
We're strangers here, behind the cause I've yet to know. Perched inside the gallery, the broken art I've longed to be. I've wept at mere uncertainty, for what a moment means to me. Idle still you can refrain, the post you never see remains.
I see right through myself, this time.
I hope to get back.
to try and recogize
what something never was
and never was to find
I hope to get back
and try and recognize
what something neer was
and never was to try.
I see right through myself, this time.
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9. |
Anagnorisis
04:10
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I waited, wasted, outed through into the heart of you. Grasped by the furthest root.
I'm home, alone, all the while I will be here to sow. I cannot let it go.
I wasted my time trying to find the face of god.
I found more truth in the silence, in this love
Time spent, more went, I got lost into the place I know, into the afterglow.
I lost my edge, I don't know if I want it back again, to wallow in life's laments.
I wasted my time trying to find the face of god.
I found more truth in the silence, in this love
I will finally step out from behind this facade.
I will finally let go when the anger is gone.
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10. |
Love, Frail
04:10
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The dark, survive, the hear, the night
the fear, surprise, take back, to rise
the dark, imbibe, to you, to try
the fear, the right, takes down, this light
Lie down, your eyes, in truth, it dies
look up, the sky, the only why
lie down, exhale, let go Love, Frail
look up, betrayal, this life, this fail
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11. |
The Path Ahead
04:40
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The path ahead, so ill defined, it winds itself in to a gentle sigh.
The vision lost, among the chaos, thats broken down, it seeps into the ground
and we're waiting on that sunlit train to takes us home
the darkness that surrounds I know you feel alone
but I never waited long, I never felt so free.
For what do we stand, with heart in hand? and hopelessness is never near the end.
The bitter dream, so far it seems, is lost inside our inhumanity.
and we're waiting on that sunlit train to takes us home
the darkness that surrounds I know you feel alone
but I never waited long, I never felt so free.
Sometimes I forget to breathe. All the fear flows over me. For once we might see, what it is to finally be free.
and we're waiting on that sunlit train to takes us home
the darkness that surrounds I know you feel alone
but I never waited long, I never felt so free.
The train has passed and all our live have come and gone.
The feeling that surrounds I hope is only love.
and we will be waiting there, we'll never be so free
and it's taking over me.
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Austin Colon Saylorsburg, Pennsylvania
This is an experimental solo project by Austin Colon. It is experimental in the sense that it is not held back by any genre, whatever is deemed a good song is included in the project. This project is born out of the desire to make music that is honest and inspired. Some of the music is more straight a head, some has more space. ... more
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