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Stuccess
01:27
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2. |
Wind Blown Merit
04:17
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Friend - it’s been so long
Since I did see you.
Feel the wind blown merit.
I’ll admit, I’ve been so terrified.
I hope you have more to smile about,
Even to cry about,
Than I remember you did last time.
Thinking of your old songs,
You’ve got so much pride.
Much more than I.
But I know you always let yourself down.
Don’t be sad - cuz I know tomorrow will come.
And I promise you can borrow my lung
To take in a breath of that wind blown merit.
We never fought another boy
To prove that we grew up
Quicker than them, but maybe
We should lift up our rock
Display the passion that we hold
I always hoped that your’s would save me.
In our modest mob, you’re the consigliere
Sometimes you scare me
With all the destruction you put yourself through.
We’re doing drinking - the supply in the dam is gone
Such damage done.
I stay in bed til one,
But you hibernate til the moon steals the spotlight.
We could have, maybe we should have evolved together
In so many ways, we may never know.
Did fate stop our growth?
And next time we play will it feel the same?
Lord, how am I supposed to pray,
If it’s not through our songs?
Could you lend my friend some lungs,
To take in a breath of that wind blown merit.
We never fought another boy
To prove that we grew up
Quicker than them, but maybe
We should have lifted up our rock
Display the passion that we hold
Been thinking of that lately.
We never fought another boy
To prove that we grew stronger
Than them, but maybe
We should have lifted up our rock
And thrown it in their face,
Head back the way we came.
Some say God is good,
But I’m sure you’d say spineless.
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3. |
The Right Fire
02:37
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Girl from the way you held my shaking body
I knew there was no pressure to say sorry
Ejecting all the loneliness by feeling loved
Press me to the ground, show me heaven’s not above.
After that, heaven might be a moment
Or a momentary lapse of self-hatred and shame
I’ll take it cuz when I was down there I realized
I got a knife from hell’s kitchen swallowed deep inside.
I take it out to protect myself and innocence like some people did me wrong and I need revenge
So just in case we run into each other, the blade sharpened in my abdomen over the summer.
But when the mercy is found, the story is gone, love is revealed, no need to say sorry, I was wrong.
No apologies or poison to guzzle down,
Cuz looking back I see I’ve done that run around.
Last time it had me run right outta town.
Dude from the way you pressed my quaking chest,
Felt like we were running through a war zone
With no vest, no weapons, only courage and faith
That one day I’ll get out my own way.
Running through the windows leaving glass impressions,
Real time results of making glass decisions,
Shared the sorrow and the crazed imagination,
Screamed your name so I’m glad you listened.
Hate is found adjacent to forgiveness and patience,
It’s taken me so long to see they’re all related
And acceptable to feel and feel them fade too,
They come alive again under the same table,
Under the smile.
The pain, the desire for people to feel it with me,
Building on the Right Fire.
No more sad smoke or gasoline to drink down,
Looking back they were thoughts I would think aloud.
Building on the Right Fire.
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4. |
Ft. Worth
04:00
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You thought you were free for so long
Free from money, free from time
But now you only wanna be free from yourself.
Your parents came to town, you saw that they were still alive
And want you to do well, your mother reminds you of yourself
An inhibition, a fence you thought you took down.
And while you slept, they put it back up.
A candle calls your woman home - she is far away.
You’re left with questions,
Your friends see how attached you are
To the love you can’t give yourself.
But at least she’s in your room
And it smells good in there now.
You’re curious about Ft. Worth,
You wonder if it has to do with your worth.
The clever machine has gotten savvy,
And now you need your songs from three years ago.
You’ll jam a pen into your arm, pretend the hurt is better than you
You’ll let it guide you like it always have,
If you can find your way out of a paper bag.
But there is a secret you declare
Your mouth won’t recognize who will be there to hear
You try to step outside yourself
Cuz you thought the future would be different.
Speak in simple words to catch your own attention
You know what the conversation with your roommate might be like,
Sometimes you're scared you don’t have friends.
Sometimes you truly do not fight for yourself.
You are the king of yourself and you can’t see that
There’s this wall you wanna break through
And you can’t see what it looks like
You cannot see what it looks like
You feel the surface and the pulse is strong.
Your arm does throb while the night is long.
Your fingers tremble as you watch TV, and act like you’re blind
To your own dignity.
The move you’ve yet to make or think of is
Tiny in comparison to what you really need.
You might be a sweet grape in a hard shell,
You come into the picture and you make it uncomfortable.
Frameless is the glass that sits with sphere
That sees the trouble you bring here
You’re alone when you thought you’d be perfect.
Wondering still about Ft. Worth
Wondering still about your worth
Wondering still about Ft. Worth.
I’m wondering still about Ft. Worth
Wondering still about your worth
I’m wondering still about Ft. Worth.
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5. |
Glass Decision
02:54
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Rolling around with my reasons,
Making those glass decisions.
Rolling right over shards,
Feel those fast incisions.
I think it’s make or break,
I still see black and white.
I know the sand is dripping
Through my glass tonight.
I can’t believe
The ideas I make
If anyone heard them,
They’d make all the glass break
I can’t share
The ideas I have
If somebody knew them
They’d see why I think I’m bad.
They all make those plastic assumptions
The ones that melt away after some time.
But if I make a glass decision,
It can show me what’s really mine.
And nothing is after I
Make that glass decision
The vase is overflowing with escaping.
The flowers are growing to depart someday soon,
One day I’ll pick them up and hand them over
Surrender to what dirt there is
In my throat and under fingernails
Maybe they’d all stay clean only if
I start re-piecing together
What smashed into my life
After I was making that glass decision
That some day showed me what’s really mine.
I’m tryna handle my life cycles,
and at times I feel I’m tryna handle a psycho.
Why do I treat this home like it’s my house of mirrors?
Fluidly I will make my old way outta here.
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6. |
Rob the Infirmary
04:10
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So sorry for the way I had to leave you
You’ll never visit me again in my cell.
We never found that middle place where I could meet you
Over time I realized I had to go meet myself.
One glance in the mirror
I don’t have to see
When my eyelids shut you out, I’m gone.
When I pulled that trigger
I learned that I could be
A design to desire, and believe.
You held my neck too tight
For the fear to devolve.
I had doubts about that - maybe you could feel them.
Oh well.
I can’t think big when you see small, so small
If I seem separate from where you left me,
Well, you can bet I am…
If I’m tolerating handguns to my forehead,
Unloaded, but still painful to feel.
I’m used to crowning queens until they’re naked
When she nor I are ready to reveal.
Still feel your fingers on my shoulders
I was a soldier for you, you were a nurse for me.
Wounds hurting all the time, you invited me in,
It was all I could do to not rob the infirmary.
We’re just people
And I’m dividing scared and sacred 100,000 ways.
We can be so evil
And I’d appreciate if you don’t forgive me
Cause nothing at this point would be considered foul play.
(((Stuff it all away, my heart’s conviction
A sacred place we both held dear
No one’s taken your place, no testimony
To explain the truth of your greatest fears.)))
You held my neck too tight
For the fear to devolve.
I had doubts about that - maybe you could feel them.
Oh well.
I can’t think big when you see small, so small
Baby, I can’t explain your greatest fears.
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7. |
HAD2
02:51
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I didn’t wanna tell you.
I didn’t wanna tell you, but I knew I had to.
I wasn't gonna be honest with you for so long,
And I had to look at those lies
In my mirror.
And I could see them for what they were
When I
Looked into my own
Looked into my own eyes.
And I didn’t wanna tell you I tried,
I didn’t try.
We're gonna die, but that doesn’t mean we have to kill.
Walls in my neck, Danny let em crack, let it spill.
Baby cover my throat I imagine you’ve tired
Somehow I know I’m wired to take care of you better still.
Thrillenials watering ego like sunflowers,
Hard to see though, when we’re flying like a free throw,
When I fall I wanna fall with total fuckin faith
And I wanna know I can tell you all I wanna say.
Fire sign in my thoughts and thighs dashing through the flames
I didn’t wanna tell you and I did at the same time
Fire sign in my shoulders and neck cuz I’m in flames
Filled with lots of love and hate that I didn’t say.
Fire sign fighting crime with my front teeth
Silence was my shield, but I just wanted your trust in me.
Fire sign got a truth that he gotta speak
I find it in my eyes and tell myself you're not to see.
Words in your throat Danny, set it free, let it fly.
We're gonna die, but that doesn't mean we have to hide.
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8. |
Hold Myself
04:38
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All this madness, madness and bitterness.
The mad madness and bitterness.
Gets me more madness and bitterness.
The mad madness and bitterness.
Gets me, gets me more mad and bitter.
Wanting to, to learn, how to truly hold myself.
Hold my own heart, hold my own body, so that I can do this for others.
Hold my own heart, hold my own body, so that I can do this for others.
Resist, resist, resistance I feel.
Where's that coming from?
Hold my own heart, hold my own body, so that I can do this for others.
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9. |
Trippin N Trippin
03:35
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Sleeping to dreaming
To napping to waking
Sleeping to dreaming
To waking to see you.
Slipping to falling
To dreaming to see you
Walking to running
To you in my dreams, and
Falling and falling
And slipping and slipping
Running and running
and tripping and tripping.
Driving and crashing
And rescue and save you
Loving and loathing
And secretly hate you.
Crying and crying,
And send you a package.
Lay on your bed and
Get dust in your mattress...
It’s raining in April,
I'm longing for May.
Snack on dark chocolate til I fall on the couch,
Short on time, short on time’s running out.
Tasting a version of you I once knew,
Feeling aversions to things that you do.
Things that you told me I’m running and slipping
Away with my breath shallow lungs start ripping
Stare at the floor and I still don’t see it
I’ll call you my friend, in what way do I mean it?
Call you my friend, in what way do I mean it?
I’ll love you again, or at least we should hope so,
Sleeping and dreaming, girl you looked so so
Scared, in my eyes, asked me don’t run away
We shouldn’t talk cuz I’m no fun today
I know when you get me you want me dressed sharp
And talking like a gentleman, playing my part
But I just can’t fake it, pretend I should say hi.
It’s raining in April, raining in April, raining in April.
I’m longing for May skies.
Lovely to see you and push you away.
Treacherous dreams that I’m dreaming away.
And I’d loved to forget a few that I’ve had,
Those treacherous dreams ended up driving me mad.
I’ve been trying to find a cure for my frightening nightmares,
Open my eyes and you’re waiting for me right there.
It’s April, it’s raining, I’m longing for May skies.
It’s April, it’s raining, I’m longing for May skies.
It’s April, it’s raining, I’m dreaming of saying hi.
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10. |
Song for the New Wiggy
03:22
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A wild trying to figure it all out eclipses a natural rhythm
Which was found through pure undomestication.
All rays of light touched all purveyors of breath
Dead and alive, in every way imaginable.
Now I'm down the hill, imagining
While that part of reality continues without a lie.
Jumping across the river of blood I've created
Raging with potential to devour my butterfly stroke.
I ask myself for the first time:
What is meant when someone says 'suspended animation'?
I went out there to get dreamt.
While the dream happened, no cartoon survived.
Relentless romance and unforeseen mercy
Cut the ropes tied around my fickle wrists.
Typing the story for too long
Leaves no room
For landing on the other side of the river.
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Danny Joseph Bethlehem, Pennsylvania
Danny J. (fka Daniel J. W!shington) describes his music making process as the integration of the two sides of his brain: the fantasy & the reality. His songs represent the safe place where these worlds coalesce and interweave.
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