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Traitor's Mark

I see myself through read, dead eyes,
I make myself this prison.
For Babylon the time has come,
This time I'm sure you'll listen.
 
This is the day,
(A given word).
This is the hour,
(was broken twice).
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score.
 
I hold my seed, a perfect hate,
I make this mask a weapon,
For every time I lied myself
a tenfold to your burden.
 
This is the day,
(A given word).
This is the hour,
(was broken twice).
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score.
 
No morning comes to tie my hands
in tired sleep.
The love I left to die alone
is all I keep.
 
My blood is silence in my veins,
It all ends here.
The final bond of innocence,
the last to tear.
 
The last bitter step,
Through ruins and dirt.
Only one deed remains:
To lay it all at your feet, dead.
 
I mark you red, a traitor's mark,
I name an 'M' for malice
For all those years I lived a lie,
One pound of flesh from your body.
 
This is the day,
(A given word).
This is the hour,
(was broken twice).
Nothing but ashes to mourn for.
 
I have betrayed
all that I am.
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score.
 

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To be free

Vineland, New Jersey
Farm land stretching
Far as the eye can see
No much town there, but
Sun-scorched pastures in
Nineteen-fifty-three
The war was over
And they came searching
For a place to be
They left the Rhineland
They lost their homeland, and
All their family
 
Like feathers on the ocean breeze
They went spinning and tumbling 'cross the sea
Never know where they'd come down
Or who they'd be
Like heather on the hillside
They were bruised and they were battered by the breeze
Searching for a place
To be free
 
Sun burn summers
Frost by winter
Kids were plainly dressed
Left the farmhouse when
He was old enough, and
Headed out west
From California
To Southern Africa
And all the way to France
And on to England to
Meet my mother in
Nineteen-eighty-one
 
A feather on the ocean breeze
He went spinning and tumbling 'cross the sea
Never known where he'd come down
Or who he'd be
Like heather on the hillside
He was bruised and he was battered by the breeze
Searching for a place
To be free
 
Oh, and like a seed
That is flying in the wind
In search of water, soil, and sun
And the birds and the bees
To have it all along
 
Now here I am, thirty-three years done
Two-thousand-seventeen
I've seen the Rhineland, I've
Been to Vineland, I'm
A feather on the breeze
 

Preguntitas sobre Dios

Un día yo pregunté:
¿Abuelo, dónde está Dios?
Un día yo pregunté:
¿Abuelo, dónde está Dios?
Mi abuelo se puso triste,
y nada me respondió.
 
Mi abuelo murió en los campos,
sin rezo ni confesión.
Y lo enterraron los indios
flauta de caña y tambor.
Y lo enterraron los indios
flauta de caña y tambor.
 
Al tiempo yo pregunté:
¿Padre, qué sabes de Dios?
Al tiempo yo pregunté:
¿Padre, qué sabes de Dios?
Mi padre se puso serio
y nada me respondió.
 
Mi padre murió en la mina
sin doctor ni protección.
¡Color de sangre minera
tiene el oro del patrón!
¡Color de sangre minera
tiene el oro del patrón!
 
Mi hermano vive en los campos
y no conoce una flor.
Mi hermano vive en los montes
y no conoce una flor.
Sudor, malaria y serpientes,
es la vida del leñador.
 
Y que naide le pregunte
si sabe dónde está Dios:
Por su casa no ha pasado
tan importante señor.
Por su casa no ha pasado
tan importante señor.
 
Yo canto por los caminos,
y cuando estoy en prisión,
yo canto por los caminos,
y cuando estoy en prisión,
oigo las voces del pueblo
que canta mejor que yo.
 
Hay un asunto en la tierra
más importante que Dios,
Hay un asunto en la tierra
más importante que Dios,
es que naide escupa sangre
pa’ que otro viva mejor.
es que naides escupa sangre
pa’ que otro viva mejor.
 
¿Qué Dios vela por los pobres?
Tal vez sí, y tal vez no.
¿Qué Dios vela por los pobres?
Tal vez sí, y tal vez no.
Pero es seguro que almuerza
en la mesa del patrón.
Pero es seguro que almuerza
en la mesa del patrón.
 

Invisible Catastrophe

Eternally contained
Within four walls of stained glass
Windows remains
An artificial sacrifice
To idolize the ways
Of a life in which was meant
To lift the burdens we crave
An invisible catastrophe
Involuntary plague
The fear is in fine print
Infectious parade
Invested in those
In over ten thousand ways
A path left unpaved
Self-inflicted debt paid
Through an invisible catastrophe

Let go
You can't not let go
Your cognitive dissonance
Indifference is broke
Even egos know their limits
Now we all must
Let go
We can't not let go
Your lack of perspective is infected
By your lack of attention
Used as weapons
Are you listening?

We're moving through life
Where a man with no sight
Could justifiably deny
That it's he who's gone blind
Where self-loathing is learned
And love is a crime
Chained to the pages we turn
We're reminded
Accept is the view
As our guilt becomes virtue
Our conscience confused
I'm sorry but who's failed who?
Choose me or lose
You're abusing the broken
Through promise but proof
Is the invisible catastrophe

Let go
You can't not let go
Your cognitive dissonance
Indifference is broke
Even egos know their limits
Now we all must
Let go
We can't not let go
Your lack of perspective is infected
By your lack of attention
Used as weapons
Are you listening?

Let go
You can't not let go
Your cognitive dissonance
Indifference is broke
Even egos know their limits
Now we all must
Let go
We can't not let go
Your lack of perspective is infected
By your lack of attention
Used as weapons
Are you listening?

Let go
You can't not let go
Your cognitive dissonance
Indifference is broke
Even egos know their limits
Now we all must
Let go
We can't not let go
Your lack of perspective is infected
By your lack of attention
Used as weapons
Are you listening?

The Pressure

When I see your face
All of my worries dissipate from me
Dissipate from me
When I see your face
All of my worries dissipate from me
Disintegrate
 
When I was feeling the pressure
You know I feel under pressure
When I was feeling the pressure
You made me feel so much better
 
Sometimes I wake up in a bedroom
Walking into many brick walls
So many brick walls
So many brick walls
Sometimes I wake up in a bedroom
Sometimes I just stare into space
How big is this place?
How big is this place?
 
Cause I’m feeling the pressure
You know I feel under the pressure
When I was feeling the pressure
You made me feel so much better
 
Cause I’m feeling the pressure
You know I feel under pressure
When I’m feeling the pressure
You made me feel so much better
 
I see your face all of my worries dissipate from me
Dissipate