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This Is Home
03:09
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Have you ever drove by the light at 3 a.m. on a Sunday night?
This city speaks subtle tones
It has grown for far too long on its own
and now, now we see
That I’m not alone, crossing over the Wilson, this is home
I see now and will forever that this is home
I remember as a kid dreaming up the stories of men and women before me
and wondering what they do now
Ball games and bar crawls, doing it all for the haul,
so many memories of this town
Monuments to men who were great but not always good
catch my eye as I ride across the city
and it makes me think - how I could be better than,
make America think again, the right way
Love all the haters, show what they’ve wasted
use the powers I was born with for good
Stand up and stand out for those people without
and recognize that I’m an immigrant too
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2. |
What Changed?
05:15
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Was it the summer? The leaves on the trees?
Like a cigarette burn, you stay with me
Did I talk too much? How bad did it get?
Did you want more of what I had?
Was it the car I drove or the beer I drank?
Please tell me, man, what you really think
‘cause our dialogue’s leaned to one side recently
What changed? From perfect days to when the weather grays,
would you come home and see how worse you made me?
We did too many stupid things; why would that matter to you?
What changed?
Control tower: far be it from me to take on the role of the century
No amount of god complex can make me hold you accountable for all this mess
Was it the gateway drugs or ragers midweek?
I tried to reach out there message after the beep
Just so you know, I am here always…
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3. |
Roses
02:37
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We bought you roses from a farmers market,
they’re pretty and local so of course we thought of you -
at least the Saturday morning version
Anyway, I know you’re busy with stuff
and don’t wish to bother by bringing up the past
but I really miss those times we had
Now you’re an angry mob and I’m running scared
I’ve worked all night, still underprepared
Mending hearts is the job where I’m good at repairs
My biggest detriment is time, it’s never fair
Pour me another shot of that bourbon,
I can pretty much hold my own these days
Hell it’s not like it’s my first today anyway,
it’ll kill off a bit o’ that cancer
that’s been gnawing on my thoughts since we last spoke
Invading all my good dreams
I’d like to bake you a cake
but I’d probably end up tossing it
in your face
So we’re better off with space
We bought you fireworks
from a tent on 13 highway
so let’s blow up the sky
Now we’re an angry mob and who really cares
who’s with us or against us ‘cause life’s never fair
Fulfilling these parts is our job in this whole affair
What a blessing is time, a fourth dimensional prayer
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4. |
Heed the Prophet
05:08
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Maybe you couldn’t tell if it was staring you in the face
All the life you’d ever dreamed of was totally within reach
All you had to give was your stubborn sensibilities
and just notice this place is bigger than me and you;
but it’s not enough
Maybe I couldn’t tell if it was right there in front of my face
In my rebellion, I thought I knew what was better
so I turned around to find comfort in the familiar
‘til the restlessness just ate my heart away
and it’s not enough
It’s never enough
No we couldn’t tell if it hit us across our faces,
if a prophet told of whatever was to come
No we don’t see long, we don’t see the simplest mistakes
When the ship sinks tonight, we’ll still be drinking at the bar
and it’s not enough
It’s never enough
It’s not enough
It’s never enough
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5. |
Forget I'm Alive
04:28
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Don’t be a stranger this time
The distances between us wear on my mind
For the first little while,
the calm of routine will help us to get by
My whole hope quells these fears
I only wish you were here
Falling asleep gets harder when my
thoughts turn to choices not taken and I
toss under covers ‘til daylight can find
me by myself while you
forget I’m alive
Do we ever move on
in the back of a pickup listening to the tunnel song?
If love really means ‘to suffer’
then I want you to know that I’m suffering a lot
In another dimension, in another life…
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6. |
Rare Kind of Luck
03:10
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We are the people who live in the present,
who flirt with disaster so what consequence
could fall on a world like ours,
obsessed with success?
To rise from ashes to ruler
takes the traits of a phoenix or a rare kind of luck
While we wait for that change
the ruts in our way grow deeper, our wheels have stuck
WIll it take the pain of loss and rejection,
explosions of fear and hate,
to wake us up to this notion
that we’re the people who will do amazing things?
We are the people who’ll do amazing things
We’ve found our voices and are calling out to say
that we’re not alone
and we’ll fight for justice and truth
and a love that lasts forever
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7. |
Death From Above
05:00
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I literally fought for the dream and in my mind I’m still fighting
Let’s rain fire and fury on the enemies
You’ll never know what I’ve done ‘cause my loyalty is one
with the nation of sons and daughters of freedom
And I cannot speak, better yet be heard,
by the people who I’ve served
No, I cannot speak, better yet be heard,
not a word, not a word
And I’m screamin’ on the inside
Nightmares invade me like a sickness
All these people who have died
Why is war always the only answer?
I literally worked a normal job
Had normal friends, normal Mom and Dad
‘til somebody thought my looks fit the box
then my life blew up straight h bomb
Now my prevailing emotions are fear and dread
from the constant buzzing that I hear overhead,
those drones anonymously piloted,
leaving a trail of innocents dead
And I cannot speak, better yet be heard,
by the people who'd have me hurt
No, i cannot speak, better yet be heard,
Not a word, not a word
Violence begets violence adding darkness to a starless night
Dark cannot drive out dark, there is only light
Violence begets violence adding darkness to the sky above
Hate cannot drive out hate, there is only love
Oh, my anguish, my anguish!
I writhe in pain.
Oh, the agony of my heart!
My heart pounds within me,
I cannot keep silent.
For I have heard the sound of the trumpet;
I have heard the battle cry.
Disaster follows disaster;
the whole land lies in ruin.
In an instant my tents are destroyed,
my shelter in a moment.
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8. |
Rainhead
03:21
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An ever-present cloud over my head
Doom and gloom like I’m existing in a tomb
Should’ve just took the bus home,
too little too late
I think I’ll walk in the rain
Missing my soul, a shadow of society
I’ll follow you until the end
I disappear when it’s dark
and reappear when the sunlight shows but
it just rains all day
Would it be selfish if I asked you to stay?
Would it be selfish to say that they would be better off without me?
Would it be selfish if I asked you to stay?
Would it be selfish to say that they would be better off without me anyway?
Rainhead, let the storm clouds rage inside of you
Rainhead, I’ve been trying to let you know
Rainhead, let the storm clouds rage inside of you
Rainhead, I’ve been dying to let you know
that you are home
Rainhead…
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9. |
Christmas Without You
02:50
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I thought I’d go a-wassailing just to pass some time
‘cause work is pretty slow and friends are traveling
It seems like traditions are more important anyways
to celebrate the dead and their memories
Isn’t it interesting all the small things we do for love?
Shine brightly, candles of our hearts,
troubled times won’t keep us in the dark
We cry out joys and sorrows to familiar tunes
but Christmas won’t ever be the same without you
and I know that we’ll pull through
Tear out the logs from my eyes and burn them with last year’s tree
I refuse to carry the weight of past grudges and enemies
into a new year, the new me has better cares that believing
that hate towards anyone will ever solve anything
So tear down the frost from the skies, snow white, canvassing an earth
wartorn from mankind’s incessant hunger and thirst;
A blanket of innocence, a forced perspective,
a new memory of how everything past and present interconnects and…
I thought I’d go caroling just to pass some time
‘cause work is pretty slow and friends are traveling
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10. |
Against All Odds
04:35
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I’m writing the book on being forgotten
it comes easy
A memoir for broken hearted dreamers,
my faithless
Fighting through the darkness and the snow
wishing doesn’t help much
Icy air and overwhelming odds
now we’re overrun
Your story’s more interesting than you think
Perception is perspective
Words, a battery that sets the spark
Chain reaction
Killing scene
Sorrow seeps
Turn the key
Fear relieved
Start trying
Free moving
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11. |
Walking Distance
03:25
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Long night drive from the city, ulcer in my stomach,
Feeling the end coming soon
Breaking down, feeling iffy but it’s nothing I can fix
Another case of bachelor in distress
I drove to my hometown to die
My nostalgia of summers as a kid wishing I was home
listening to the carousel spin
My reflection in the pond as I walked to my parents home
They died years ago; wondered was it still there
Some things never change, I can see that now
but people change, they grow
A mirror of myself every crack and blemish
I carve out of my face; it’s too much to take
I’m just close by
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12. |
Summer Storms
04:44
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Take it back those bags that you had left on the front porch
we can still keep dry no matter how wet the sky
Hide under the trees ‘cause the rain falls from your eyes
and turns my stomach into rope
I think I’m gonna choke
Please change me, please change my mind
I don’t wanna end it this way
We used to not care, not care what they’d say
The smell of the pavement after the rain makes me think of you that way
Let’s just sit through these summer storms and hope that winter
won’t come back again, it’s too hard without friends
It’s so easy to see the seasons keep changing
but why is it so hard to change our lives?
It shouldn’t be this hard to change our lives
If I could’ve done something better than sit and watch you surrender
I would give anything
Put you up on my shoulders like before we were older
We could still be kings
If I could’ve done something better now summer’s turned to September
I would give anything
I don’t wanna die this way
Let me listen to the rain
The summer storms rollin’ through my home
before I go
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13. |
Coda
04:25
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Have you given up?
You know, sometimes I feel like giving up too
Did your spark fade?
I think mine is fading too
It’s not your fault
Don’t you ever think that this is it
‘cause it never is
Somehow things will fall into their places
And I’ll try my best but these bruised knees tell me otherwise
You can do it, take some time to fix your broken heart, your tortured soul,
and your wandering mind
We get lost
You know, sometimes I lose my way too
Drag my feet
don’t think I could ever walk again
My heart flutters
these palpitations make my stomach sick
Just breathe,
don’t drop, calm your scattered brain
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I'm a War. Washington, D.C.
I'm a War. is a Washington, D.C. based alternative punk band featuring Matt McLoughlin, Glenn Hall, and Jacob Crouse. The band has two records, their Kure EP (2018) and just released False Oasis album (2022). DCFC fans might recognize the reference taken out of context in I'm a War.'s name. "I'm the war of head versus heart" illustrating internal struggles we have when love and life collide. ... more
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