1.Industry
You are not alone my brother
I have always been with you,
Have we eaten something deadly
Something poisonous consumed.
I just longed for days that were simple
When books still held the golden keys,
But I know that to be an illusion
Know that they were never that way.
I'm not a God Damn machine man
I've got two arms and two eyes,
Guess this is what we lost sight of
Swallowed it with no reply.
Will what this world's made of me
Bring only venting of hatred on my family
Fruit of my labor the desecration of everything sacred to me.
Victims of this great temper,
The pent up frustration living has buried in me,
Brought down upon the ones that I love
And those who I sing these songs for.
I just long for days that were simple
When books still held the golden keys,
But I know that to be an illusion
Know that they were never that way.
It's been years since I screamed out at the sky
Like my father, A choice to make the decision was mine
Every son can blame this.
I'm not that man, drop it repeat,
It's not what happens it's how it's dealt with.
Your not that man drop it repeat
There's only so much that's in our hands.
The casing for this powerful spirit
Tires but is strengthened by what's been put before
Everyone must spend their due time
Feeling sick, so sick inside
There's a certain sense of violence
In the way a family takes place.
2.All of My Prophets
All of my prophets were singers of sad songs,
So it' no wonder that I've been the victim of,
All of my prophets were singers of sad songs,
So it's no wonder that I've been the victim of
A wavering faith
A wavering faith, call me weak if you like
My body gets tired
Of it's internal driver
Relentless unsatisfied and wired
Look at were you're coming from
All she's been through and all you've done
Stop beating on the ones you love
I am the Instrument you've all Awaited
Humble I've been humiliated
I've seen things you'll never see
I know what you want to be
So listen if answers you seek
Turn your eyes inside out
Come to expect all you've doubted
Everything's laid out for you, nothing need be told you
You will know the truth
3.One for the Ride
So it's one for the ride this time
Every day just bring her back alive
There are men who would spend their whole lives,
Working real hard, I'll work harder than that
I see things clearer through your eyes, Everything's Fine
I've been with you through your whole life you've been here for
mine
Some things I've known since the day I was born
Honey your just one of them
One for the ride this time
A kiss to keep me inside this mind
Never forget this my son
Right of passage is not an easy one
I see things clearer through your eyes, Finally I've arrived
I've been with you through your whole life you've been here for
mine
Days the sunshine made you smile, I felt it keep me warm inside
The day you learned it so did I, everything that breathes will
die.
Some Days I spent aching for this,
Honey I missed so much of your time, but now your mine.
One for the ride this time
Every day just bring her back alive
Never forget this my son
Right of passage is not an easy one
I see things clearer through your eyes, Everything's Fine
I've been with you through your whole life you've been here for
mine
Sometimes broken Two by Fours,
and Heaps of shingles bring you more
Than everything you were wishing for,
before you knew what was in store
Something's I've known since the day I was born
Honey your just one of them
4.Kill the Messenger
Up much too late writing letters in my head
To far away people wouldn't know if they were dead
People far away that I once knew
Some people so close you can see right through
Most people your whole life will be in between
Never know never talk to, wish you'd never seen
Will I become engulfed with all I did or did not do,
What should have been what cannot be helped
Sometimes the truth, so hard to stair into
Your eyes would fair better if it were the sun they were looking
through
Trapped inside this techno-shpere
Imbalance becomes real clear
The living dead walk in the streets and driving in cars
Chronic fatigue
We've all got ourselves on our minds almost all of the time
What a way to live can you pay attention
To people far away that I once knew
Some people so close you can see right through
Most people your whole life will be in between
Never know never talk to, wish you'd never seen.
5.Where Did the Time Go
This is no longer nor will it ever be that way
Again, cause there are too many
Boxes stacked high upon each other.
Where did the time Go
Where did the time Go to
Look through each one and decide,
Decide what was most important
To keep, and to keep us strong,
Aid us in our Journey.
Journey Through this Valley
Valley of unending chaos, unrest
Valley of Darkness and Death.
This is no longer nor will it ever be that way
Again, cause there are too many
Boxes stacked high upon each other.
Where did the Time Go
Where did the time Go to
Look through each one and decide,
Also what should be left behind.
Sever anything that unduly burdened,
With the hope that you and I
Would be valued important enough to be,
Kept on for the ride, Hell even carried at times.
As we Journey through this Valley.
6.There Will Be a Reckoning
I have found that the devil may reside
Inside these hands of mine,
If you piss me off
Be careful how you talk when you come around me boy.
I'm liable to come out to your home,
Drag you out and give you what you deserve
And every broken bone will be a testament to show
The world what happens when a man cannot control
His words and actions and when he doesn't know enough to know
When to leave well enough alone
There's bound to be trouble when you love a woman
The way I love that woman.
Every moment gone, I'd have been there all along
I swear I would if I had only known
Every moment gone, I'd kill em if I could
I'd make him pay for everything he？d done
Never so satisfied as when inside my mind？s eye
These hands are choking the sweet breath of life from him.
He's serious this time, you raised your hand for the last time.
I'm liable to come out to your home,
Drag you out and give you what you deserve.
And every broken bone will be a testament to show
The world what happens when a man cannot control
His words and actions and when he doesn't know enough to know
When to leave well enough alone.
Even if you wanted there's no going back now
You dug your own grave boy, I'll put you in it early.
They're your Sisters, They're your Mothers,
You're their Fathers, You're their Brothers.
7.Blue Days and Green Nights
Maybe tonight in the few short moments In which we converse
We can speak of something other than the ways our bodies hurt
us.
Please, please, think of me. I？m Alive and still breathing
I？m wondering is this a death bed in which the living lay.
This turned out to be something that I have no control over
This secret reservoir that can dry up, or spill over
As it pleases. This power is stripped from me.
So I？m listening for you to speak to me,
Of Green Days and Blue Nights,
or at least nothing that even remotely,
Reminds me of these Workhorse Days
Blame everything on me,
I can carry the weight of everyone on my body.
Give Justice for these sins,
or at least an explanation for how I have been feeling.
Please, please, think of me. I？m Alive and still breathing
I？m listening for you to speak to me,
Of Blue Days and Green Nights,
or at least nothing that even remotely
Reminds me of these Workhorse Days
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9.Laboratory
You can spend your life, trying to reach the highest
But know, most planes make awful boats,
So sink to the lowest of the low,
Hello, I've made my home in the second guess, Always second best
The taste of my skin, is purest bitterness.
Till I remember january may be cold and wet here,
someone's singing summer songs in Australia
It seems each new day, has got a job to do,
to take its days worth of pain
Out of me and you.
Tireless Traveler, I don't care anymore how I appear
Tireless Traveler, Things are going to be different around here
Let the sunlight shine to give me distrustful eyes
I've seen happiness before, I know what it means man,
I know how it looks ya.
More eerie irregular than it was when I was a kid
It's teaching me a constant lesson in how to keep learning
nothing.
10.What These Hands Have Grown
Blessed am I to sit here today
Taking this time to carve out a place
Where I may find some rest and give others solace
To remind and remember, what can't be bought with dollars
From your pockets. Not everything.
It？s something I should remember.
Treasure It its all you own
Treasure It its all that's your own
Food costs money and kids gotta eat something
If a farmers work is honest the contribution won't be unnoticed.
I wish I were a Farmer.
To be satisfied with what these hands have grown
No food of mine sits in the bellies of others
Instead this strange secret twisting which each only knows.
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