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I'm Not A Blackhole
02:02
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I remember when you prayed for me
And you said you saw a black hole
Well, yes, my feet have been in quicksand
And there’s a vacuum in my soul
But I’m not done yet
I’m not done yet
There’s things that maybe I regret
But I’m not done yet
Time is like a butterfly
That you can see but never catch
And it feels like I’ve spent the better part
Not doing very much
But I’m not done yet
I’m not done yet
There are things that I would rather forget
But I’m not done yet
Bridge:
I don’t think it’d do much
Just to dwell
On my weaknesses
And my own private hells
Cause I’m not done yet
I’m not done yet…
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2. |
Exquisite Music
01:25
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There’s a person in our person
There’s a voice in our chest
That wants to lament the worst and
That wants to believe the best
That wants to put flags on mountains
To swim to the depths of our tears
And get the feelings inside of us
Into someone else’s ears
Your song is like no one other
Your melody unique
And it could be just the thing
Some hungry soul seeks
Try not to critique it
Let your voice be heard
Make exquisite music
Craft prismatic words
With the time we’re given
Which isn’t a whole lot
Take in everything with wonder
And then give what you’ve got
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3. |
Not Worth The Expense
01:58
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You take so much
And give so little
You don’t know how to play
Second fiddle
All you do is make demands
But you never lend a helping hand
Like pennies are not worth
The price of minting
Like a printer that never has ink
For its printing
To me it doesn’t make sense
I’m sorry, you’re friendship’s
Not worth the expense
You’ve made promises before
But when I come knocking
You don’t answer the door
You’re basically full of hot air
And I’m beginning
To think it’s not fair
I hope I’m not that kinda friend
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4. |
Eyes Of The Dove
01:41
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All around us is crumbling
The news is never good
The nation is divided
And the forest, firewood
But I’m not gonna break
No, I’ve learned how to cope
When everything’s unfortunate
I’ll still hold on hope
I’ve got the eyes of the dove
Only for my love
Like angels from above
I’ve got the eyes of the dove
When people say that it’s the end
I know that it’s the start
When they all say that it’s doomsday
I listen to my heart
I’ve got the eyes of the dove
Only for my love
Like angels from above
I’ve got the eyes of the dove
Bridge:
There has been so much
That we’ve been through
And I find that I can always count on you
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5. |
Forever Clever
01:18
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Can’t enter the kingdom of God
Unless you become like a kid
Maybe heaven is like swings and like slides
Something fun like a jungle gym
Swinging with monkeys
Like Tarzan
No more Nazis
Or Ku Klux Klan
A place we can visit our loved ones
Whenever
A place we can be
Forever clever
Where trials are turned into only adventures
And our lonely hours
Become eons
Together
Because ideally sighs lead
To a comforting hand
And there’s a place where we
Don’t misuse the land
If we could imagine what
The next world could allow
We could bring some of heaven
To here and to now
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6. |
Leech
01:07
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You’re slowing me down
I’ve got bigger dreams
Success is not
As easy at it seems
You’re always such
A leech on my time
With your insecurities
And your unstable mind
If you’d just believe in yourself
Without always needing
Someone else
To give you shots of dopamine
Fill up your car with gasoline
You feel like you’re so poor and inept
And need someone who’s more adept
To validate you so you try
To be the apple in someone’s eye
But you forget the strength inside
So you take me for this tiresome ride
You’re fogging up
You need to see clearer
I said
To the man in the mirror
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7. |
Love's Turmoil
01:47
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If you want your heart to remain whole
Hide it in a box, bury it in a hole
If you don’t want your heart to break
You’ll never know just what it takes
To be the target for Cupid’s darts
To make of all the broken parts
An affectionate Pangea
To wrap life up in a warm tortilla
Because sorrow is the glue of joy
The emotional soul most songs employ
Like sports or stocks or crops or weather
Like the wind that blows an owl’s feather
There’s no triumph without drama
No baby without an attentive mamma
Because after you experience pain
You can know the feeling of getting up again
So don’t be scared of love’s turmoil
To be buried sometimes in the soil
There’s no honor and there’s no glory
Without a complicated story
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I feel a breath on my neck
And I’m convinced that you’re standing behind me
This would be the first time
I’ve seen you in an eternity
You know I’ve been thinking about you
So maybe you came for a visit
But I have never seen a ghost before
It isn’t possible, is it?
Of all the deceased I’d want to see most
You are the top of the list
Of all of the voices, the touches, the smiles
Yours is the greatest I’ve missed
But when I turn around nobody is there
Have I got my hopes up for nothing?
Is it just some deceiving wind
Or somehow your fingertips brushing?
I have so much to tell you
So much I haven’t gotten to say
I hope in some afterlife, I’ll see you
But it would be so much better today
Of all the deceased I’d want to see most
You are the top of the list
Of all of the voices, the touches, the smiles
Yours is the greatest I’ve missed
I guess I’ll just have to wait longer
To see if there’s some kind of reunion
And in the mean time bear the burden
Of what it means to be human
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9. |
Whom Will We Send?
01:39
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Where are the dreamers
Who care about the lemurs?
Where the providers
Who look after the spiders?
We wouldn’t let our towns
Be pillaged and burned down
Without some kind of a fight
To suffer such a sleight
Just like a lonely boy
Who’s in desperate need of friends
The rainforest
Is asking us,
“Whom will you send?”
Without a soul who really cares
Who sees the need
Who takes the dare
So many species
Might just see their end
Where are the voices
Telling us there’re choices?
Where are the hands
Giving back to the land?
Mother Earth is asking
Us just who will profit?
What’s the price she will pay
For us to fill our pockets?
Just like a child
Who needs nurture
And protection
The world is asking
For someone with direction
Who’s willing to give
Her heart, her time
Who sees the mountains
We must climb
Who approaches the earth
And its wildlife with affection
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10. |
Oh Mary
02:12
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Oh Mary
Whose love has been withheld
Oh Mary
Whose orchard has been felled
Come to my open arms
A love so much deeper
Than illusory charms
A place that’s safe from
The world’s harms
Come to my open arms
Oh Mary
Who’s been misunderstood
Oh Mary
Who’s been labeled no good
Come share my everlasting life
Come be my friend
Come be my wife
Escape the sharpened hunter’s knife
Come share my everlasting life
I’ve loved you like an apple
I’ve loved you like the eve
Though the world has become a forest on fire
Come to me and let’s grieve
Oh Mary
Who’s as bright as a diamond
Oh Mary
Who’s as lonely as an island
Come to me and we can talk
We’ll kiss, embrace
We’ll sing and walk
Though enemies whisper and they stalk
Come to me and we can talk
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11. |
Ducks and Drakes
01:51
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Whatever happened to
Playing just for sport?
In the eyes of a child
There’s no difference
Between diamonds
And quartz
To hold a piece of the earth
In your good hand
And send it skipping
Across the water
With your bare feet in the sand
Cause there’s no millionaires
Professionals or fakes
When you’re playing an honest game
Of Ducks and Drakes
Some things have no price
They’re just for goodness’ sakes
A gift that’s free like the air
Forests, mountains, lakes
Cause when you try to commodify
The simplest of things
Incentivize with 7 figures
And championship rings
You may lose the joy and peace
Of just playing the game
The beauty of a heart on fire
Instead of an avaricious flame
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12. |
Peace In War
01:17
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There must be a system
We can get behind
There must be some way
For us to unwind
Macro and micro
We live in both worlds
Like it or not
Our flags are unfurled
We’re going to freedom
From slavery
We’ll be rewarded for our bravery
The arc of the universe
Bends towards justice
But in the meantime
Please be at peace
At peace
At peace
Like a statue that takes time to shape
Like wine that’s aged from the grape
Know that your work’s not in vain
Let your love and your hope
Carry the strain
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Greg Walker Baltimore, Maryland
Indie rock, in the tradition of David Bazan, Neutral Milk Hotel, and Daniel Johnston, with a love for literature and lo fi music. Stays busy creating, so check back often.
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