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colorblind
05:19
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judge me, then walk away
never to see, any other way
where is home, and why are you not there
this path you follow, leads to no where
play time is over
it's time to get over this
there is truth
and then there's you
and they are both so far apart
what's the use?
your point of view
denying what's in your heart
when the fog burns away
you will see a brighter day
numbly, paint it grey
colorblind, in every single way
what you see, is buried in your lies
you release, your hatred inside
play time is over, it's time to get over this
there's the truth, and then there's you
and they are so far apart
what's the use, your point of view
denying what's in your heart
when the fog burns away
you will see a brighter day
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2. |
footsteps
03:41
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signs, painted colors, but faded away
hard to tell, just what they say
and I fear i'm running out of time
jump, cause the footsteps are way out of line
and the voices I hear are not mine
they are telling me that this is not the way
to turn back now
can't keep them waiting
anticipating
cause they're all counting on me
failure of my past
it never lasts
deciphered the signs, victory
darkness all around
so close to the ground
ghost flicker and fly
shimmering in my eyes
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3. |
navigate
04:28
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Wait for me, she cried
Out loud and yet the crowd just kept on going
Leaving her, behind
Upon the edge of certainty unknowing
It’s so strange to disappear from view
knowing everything we do is nothing new
say it three, three times
and cast a spell of doubt into the air
can it be, a sign
the circle now complete has been laid bare
it’s so hard to navigate through this
knowing everyone before has been dismissed
she’s had enough and she won’t take it anymore
perched on the shoulders of everyone who’s come before
One tiny voice will rise and turn into a roar
small waves ripple out and crash into furthest shore
it’s so hard to navigate through this
knowing every one before has been dismissed
she’s had enough and she won’t take it anymore
perched on the shoulders of everyone who’s come before
one tiny voice will rise and turn into a roar
small waves ripple out and crash into the furthest shore
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sMallWaves Kansas City, Missouri
smallwaves was born from the ashes of NOW/here, molded in the fires of desire, let loose upon the world with one goal in mind, create good music, and share it with the world.
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