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Dante (album version)
03:18
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Looks like the future
Feels like the past
Too many fears
Stuck inside my head
I hope there are more than
Two ways to skin the cat
First two tries
Kept me where I’m at
Too much structure
Not enough ice
It’s getting cold outside
(Let’s burn down the house)
Getting cold outside
(Let’s burn down the house)
Jump into the fire
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Better angels make poor reading
Truth is such a waste
The devil is in the details
Of your sordid past
Make the story fit
Put your memory to the test
Give to me the juicy bits
I’ll fill in the rest
I’m a ghostwriter
Putting thoughts inside your head
Pay me to be your conscience
Invent things you never said
You can fill whole chapters
With vague vignettes
Pages of prose and wit
Put your patience to the test
Names, dates and numbers
Are subject to change
Only lack of imagination
Prevents your turning the page
I’m a ghostwriter
Putting thoughts inside your head
Pay me to be your conscience
Invent things you never said
I’m a ghostwriter
Putting thoughts inside your head
Pay me to be your conscience
Create a life you never had
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3. |
Next Exit 7
06:09
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Wheels of fortune turning
Engine warming up
Rubber burns on the road
Even after we stop
Satellites fell from heaven
Now we have lost our way
We are storm chasers
Head straight into the fray
Next exit 7
(turn off, turn off)
Next exit 7
(turn off, turn off)
Elephants in the room
Needle in the red
Multicolored rain falls
Making music in my head
Let’s find a way back to heaven
Time ten times three
On ramp, off ramp, cross the land
Is the way life meant to be
Next exit 7
(turn off, turn off)
Next exit 7
(turn off, turn off)
Next exit 7
(turn off, turn off)
Next exit 7
(turn off, turn off)
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When you’re ready for adventure
If you’re looking for some fun
Let’s play army
Watch the neighbors run
Load gear in the car
Pretend it’s a jeep
Little Bobby’s got a handgun
Sit him in the backseat
Let’s start a war
It’s something to do
In with the old
Out with the new
We’ll fashion ammo
From peace plowshares
Go to the dark side of town
Catch them unaware
Plain-clothes camouflage
Will distract the stares
Target the oldsters
They’re so easy to scare
Let’s start a war
It’s easy to do
In with the old
Out with the new
At the end of the day
We soldiers will sing
That age-old hymn
Violence settles everything
Bullets and bombs
No hostages to take
Only use ‘em once
Best investment you can make
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5. |
Thoughts & Prayers
03:30
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Doesn’t matter you’re a man or mouse
Plenty out there to be angry about
You’re only moments from shanty town
Time to turn that frown upside down
Thoughts & prayers
Makes no difference, rich or poor
Are your toys worth fighting for?
Time to cash in those thoughts & prayers
You can find them everywhere
Thoughts & prayers
If there’s a lesson to be learned
Best get used to being burned
No war is ever really won
When you go to battle with a gun
Thoughts & prayers
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6. |
Gravel Underfoot
05:16
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7. |
Industry Man
10:07
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It’s a well-oiled machine
I’m just a cog
They march us into battle
Through smoke and smog
I tear down your bridges
To build higher walls
I’d allow you to tag along
You’re not up to the task
Born on a low rung
Never rise above your caste
Better stay on the rough
Side of the tracks
I’ll make sure you remain
In that cardboard shack
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It’s a well-oiled machine
I’m just a cog
They march us into battle
Through smoke and smog
I tear down your bridges
To build higher walls
I’d allow you to tag along
You’re not up to the task
Born on a low rung
Never rise above your caste
Better stay on the rough
Side of the tracks
I’ll make sure you remain
In that cardboard shack
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9. |
Something Somewhere
04:33
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There’s somebody doing
Something somewhere
And nobody is nowhere
Doing nothing
Who is someone?
Where is nowhere?
Why is it never
A day past forever
Sometime?
Hush hush
Can’t say a thing
Don’t know why I
Can’t see the sky
For the ceiling
Tomorrow is a time
That hasn’t happened
Yesterday was a place
That hadn’t been there
Before
Hush hush
Can’t say a thing…
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10. |
Blunt Instrument
02:45
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Daniel Crommie Portland, Oregon
Daniel Crommie is a progressive directed songwriter, multi-instrumentalist (mandolins, dulcimer, balalaika, recorders, flutes, synthesizers, etc.) and producer (Janie Mitchell, Kaitlyn ni Donovan, Lew Jones, Karen Searcy) who has released over three dozen solo albums, numerous albums with Group Du Jour, Echo System, Saturnalia Trio & DC Sound Collective over the last 35 years on New Weave. ... more
Daniel Crommie recommends:
A Reference In Time
by Jon Davis Miller
Jon is a superb guitarist and a swell guy who has played on a few New Weave albums. Check him out!
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