1. |
Vectors
04:06
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You don't remember
All that I cannot forget
I'm tripping sideways
Down a path of regret
So long
This changes everything
Entertainment industry equals
A distraction to soften the blow
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2. |
Red Cloud
03:51
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Today is gonna be the day
I build up the courage to free my inner slave
Truth be told, I wrap my eyes around the prize
And reap what you sow
My eyes are searching up and down
To seek abandoned ground and a path to integrity
Truth be told, I wrap my eyes around the prize
And reap what you sow
So close your eyes
Focus your mind
See how they run
They won't return
I want to rid you of your silly games
I never thought you'd ever feel this way again
From the moment you walked out of my life
Was the time I realized your place for good
Controlling by your hand from the moment after next
I slip, I trip, I fall
All alone
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3. |
Other Worlds Than These
04:31
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Your thrown, I see it falling down
You lost your head somehow
Don't leave a trail behind
Red desert sun grows atrophy
The drive, the feast, the curse
Your motive gunslinger
Defenses have spilled blood
Your lover dying at your feet
Oracle, tell me no lies
Give me what I need
The succubus, my mind, is tangled underneath us
Your fate, the voice inside your head
The driving force pretends to lead you down a path of certain death
You must prevail!
The drive, the feast, the cure
Your motive gunslinger
Defenses have spilled blood
Your lover dying at your feet
A feeling comes inside of me
Closing around my throat again
Put to rest a yearning that I knew so well
My environment, canvas and a catalog
Innocence I lost when I saw you fall
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4. |
Salsa Verde
05:38
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What you are is wonderful
Truly a sight for my sore eyes
I was meant to fly away
To catch every sunset to remedy skies
Only to find it was like this the day before
Oh no...where did you run?
What you are colorful
Like shining a light through triangular prisms
Open my mind to your body and wisdom
I know what is and was but in every face
I only see your smile
Oh no...where did you go?
And she said you wanna go for a ride?
All around, up and down, let me take you inside
For ride that you'll never forget
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5. |
Kinski's Spiral
04:27
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Stick around cuz I'm caught in the middle
Of a storm cloud of fiscal greed
Anything you want at arms length
Anything at all you "need"
You're a holy roller
There goes the holy roller
Who sold out what he preached
You're a holy roller
There goes the holy roller
Who sold out his unspoken creed
Where is the lost middle?
The common principle?
You exhibit mass appeal, don't ya?
Cigarette in your mouth as you walk in place
You opened up a door me
It's kind of funny how the truth has always been distorted
But then again this ain't no comedy
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6. |
Dive
03:51
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So long ago, nautical journey begins
To the depth of your heart
Would I be right about you?
Home is when I am with you planting a seed
It's the miles and the miles
I can fill all the spaces between
This night will go to waste, let you decide my fate
The waves slowly crashing, full moon ever lasting
My arms wrapped around your waste
Sweetness drips from your face
Your hips slowly moving to my hearts revolutions
Dive a little bit deeper
I can feel your muscle memory kicking in
I feel just like a boy inside your arms and a man all tangled in your bed
If I knew any better
I would say your mind is wandering again
Is this all that you are?
Is this all that you are?
So you said come alone
Leave your inhibitions at home
Polaroid shots of time
Foundations based on a dream
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7. |
(We're All) Space Cadets
04:32
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Step forward and hold your own
The lapse in your memory is where we want to go
Close your eyes and focus on
The point in your life that you fell behind the herd
Savior, you never saved me
In fact I don't recall anyone you saved at all
Lying on your back with your head up in the clouds
Obscured by introspective wicked thoughts
As if you knew the answers all along, but you don't
The truth is that your guess is as good as mine
Your motive escapes me
And it's driving me out my head
It's over now
Finito! Complete
You're dead in your tracks
Got you backed up against a wall
Let's rearrange your mental state
Do unto yourself what you've come to know all along
Play it cool, there's nothing to see here...
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8. |
Catfish Blues
02:52
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Well I wish I was a catfish
Swimming in the deep blue sea
I'd have all you pretty looking women
Fishing after me
Well I went to my baby's house
And I sat on her front steps
She said come on in, so I did
She said I need your loving
She said I want your loving
She said I need it
Want it
Gotta have it
Need it all night long
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9. |
Sandcastles
06:14
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Things are not always what they appear to be
When they camouflage and isolate reality
Blood suckers, my neck is wearing thin
All by your self, there's no one else to blame
Never thought it would go down like this
All by your self, there's no one else
Hold it all together man, it doesn't matter anyway
When push comes to shove you better pull
And learn to take a dive
Hold it all together, come out strong
I show what it takes it takes to be alone
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The Dropa Stone Florida
THE DROPA STONE is an alt-rock quartet out of Florida. The band’s distinct voice--marked by a fusion of hypnotic and soulful melodies--crosses several genres, including psychedelic rock, blues, and pop.
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