1. |
Get Free
03:47
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Get free, the people say they wanna get free
Get free, struggling everywhere to get free
The time is always now, we’re gonna get there somehow
The time is always now, we’re gonna get there somehow
Get free
Get free, hear the people trying to get free
Get free, but don’t you tell them how to get free
Some people just woke up, some haven’t slept for years
Time to stand together, throw our bodies in the gears
Get free
Get free, see your neighbor trying to get free
Get free, no more waiting to get free
Now reach out your hand, right across this land
Standing Rock to White Sands, now make your demands
Now make your demands, now make your demands!
Said the time is always now, we’re gonna get there somehow
The time is always now, we’re gonna get there somehow
The time is always now, we’re gonna get there somehow!
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2. |
Song That Wrote Me
03:50
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I hear your voices call through pale horizon drumbeats
The sound’s impossible, you’re coming round the block again
I’m in your vapor trail, your sweet seduction stills me
You take my silent future, my hostage memories
And when I’m there you’re never not
And when you’re not I won’t be here
I hate you so much more than I should
I hate you so much more
I hear your voice inside when nights are warm and restless
And my veins are crowded highways full of cars I can’t control
I feel your pulse inside, I read the heat of your words
On open eyelid screens where no one ever dares to go
And when I’m there you’re never not
And when you’re not I won’t be here
I hate you so much more than I should
I hate you so much more…….
I know just who I am this time
I won’t let you make me again
I let you in, I’ll push you out
I hate you so much more
When morning comes anew
My thoughts have turned again to you
I’ve got the engine running
And the world is painted blue
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3. |
Ovation
03:49
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Sorry if you find my questions inconvenient
But I must say I find your denial much too lenient
Think I’ll blow the whistle now, gonna make you bristle now
Little truth bomb gonna peel off your poker face
But if now is not the time, just look away
If now is not the time
If now is not the time, I’ll see you at the funeral
Yeah you’re never gonna get there when you
Spend your waking hours crouched between fire and ice
Playing nice, no sacrifice, always pausing to calculate the price
You’re managing the middle, you’re managing the middle, you’re managing
So if now is not the time, just smile your paper smile
If not is not the time
If now is not the time, I’ll see you at the funeral
So if now is not the time, just look away
If now is not the time
If now is not the time, I’ll see you at the funeral
I’ll see you at the funeral
And the next one, and the next one
I’ll see you at the funeral
I’ll see you at the funeral
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4. |
Gone For Good
07:12
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He only has one wish
To keep his boot upon their necks until they’re gone for good
Until they’re gone for good
He says that history is on his side
At least that’s what he tells himself when he sends in the tanks
Sends in the tanks
There are two kinds of people in this world
Those who can’t remember
Those who can’t remember
Those who can’t remember
And those who can’t forget
And when he sees the bodies pile
It doesn’t bother him—he thinks they’re someone else
He thinks they’re someone else
And when he kicks the ghost into its grave
It just creates another one and he can’t sleep at night
He can’t sleep at night
There are two kinds of people in this world
Those who can’t remember
Those who can’t remember
Those who can’t remember
And those who can’t forget
And I only have one wish
To see him pay for what he´s done before he’s gone for good
Before he’s gone for good
Oh, gone for good
Oh, gone for good
Oh, gone for good
Oh, gone for good
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
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5. |
Talking Into Air
04:46
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She tries to write a letter today,
But the words don’t look right in ink on paper.
When she sees him again, he’ll slide from her eyes;
They’ll freeze and say “how are you?”
Is love so hard to feel?
Why can’t she just dare?
Is he there?
Is she talking into air?
He stares into the telephone screen,
But his tongue is caught in fence and bramble,
So he cannot see in the turns of her smile
The fear and hope she wants to hide.
Is love so hard to feel?
Why can’t he just dare?
Is she there?
Is he talking into air?
If they would just let go for a time
They’d see they won’t get lost or broken.
Oh, just say, just say, say it’s you,
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you, you
Is love so hard to feel?
Why can’t they just dare?
Are you there?
Am I talking into air?
Is love so hard to feel?
Why can’t we just dare?
Oh love’s so hard to feel
When we don’t dare
And no one’s there
And we’re always talking into air.
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6. |
Fool Me
03:25
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Ten long years in the wilderness
Playing do not disturb the lioness
I had to put my tranquility out of reach
I found myself washed up on the beach
Bottom of a glass long after hours
Joined the club for leftovers
And the line between performance and self-abuse
Mighty thin with extended use
And as the music grew, the rumor mill did too
People came from miles around to get a view
Fool me once is what I said
And shame on you
Under these conditions you can’t hold your ground
And I watched it all go crashing down
But suddenly I forgot what I’d learned
When human matches explode, everyone gets burned
So down to the basement to try once more
Rock & roll, more like a simmering war
Excess of communication
Insurgency and a love contagion
And as the music grew, the rumor mill did too
People came from miles around to get their iew
Fool me twice is what they said
And shame on you
I took the ashes to the Open Stage
Underground, thought I could turn the page
Ask the dealer for a brand new game
But it’s just reshuffled, the deck’s the same
And as the music flows, the rumor mill it grows
Oh, fool me again
On the day when they finally thrown me down
Onto the pavement of this town
I’m gonna shatter into a million bits
I’m gonna shatter into a million bits
I’m gonna shatter into a million bits
Of endless talk and love and unknown hits
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7. |
Down Payment
04:42
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Not a reward for good work done
Just a preview of what’s to come
Excavate, then plant
Some will wither, but some will grow
Never plant anything in straight rows
Always keep a few seeds in your pocket
And breathe, and breathe
And the voices inside your head, put them under the ground instead
Oh, the voices in your head…
Time to gather the exiles in
All the fragments that never fit in
Will find their place
New convergences on the way
Endless generation on parade
Let it ride, step aside
And breathe, and breathe
And the voices inside your head, put them under the soil instead
Oh, the voices in your head…
Not a reward for good work done
Just a down payment…on what’s to come
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8. |
From the Half-Light
03:37
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I thought I, I thought I, I thought I knew you then
I saw you, I saw your pictures in black and white
And when I, I saw you, across the oceans of
Your time and your space and your reckoning oh…
And the fog rolled away like a stone
And revealed the secrets of your sadness
So close to the bone
Confusion, illusion, nowhere to run and hide
And when you, and when you came out the other side
Remember the light and the dark and how they were
All mixed up, uncertain, but moving forward and…
Oh the fog rolled away like a stone
And you picked yourself up and started
The long journey home
The long journey home
Oh, the fog rolled away like a stone
And you picked yourself up and started
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9. |
Somebody Else's War
03:27
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Isn’t it always that way?
Striking out on your own, never feeling alone
Isn’t it always that way?
Finding out you were wrong
The road that you’ve been on was somebody else’s all along
Isn’t it always that way?
And haven’t we been here before?
Tripping over ourselves, falling under ourselves
Haven’t we been here before?
The blind leading the poor
Walking right through the door, fighting somebody else’s war
Isn’t it always that way?
Isn’t it always that way?
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Bee Children Canton, New York
Bee Children channel the indie spirit of the 1980s into original music that is impassioned, cerebral, and atmospheric. Since 2015, the band’s sound has evolved from its acoustic folk-pop origins into a more ambitious, electric mix that showcases their post-punk, new wave, synth-pop and college radio influences.Their third album You Are the Host Now, will be released on May 12th 2023. ... more
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