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Right Where We Belong feat. Milky Way

from It's Not the End of the World​.​.​.​Wait, it is? by Errol Hem

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Holding bouquets of unfulfillment still in bloom and consumed with growth
A killer tune filling the room can make moves and a scream can truly soothe the throat
A cruel joke new-spoke spinning just snowballs
Watch it grow or snip the root with a fish hook
wish bone break
Try to twist that fate and maybe kiss the cook
Can i kick it even though i've got a twisted foot from the quest i took and still am on
Hit the books or take quick looks at the slick rhythm of the villain's song
Millions strong
Is it wrong to think a small shift might trick me and kill the calm and disarm inflict harm with wicked tossed sing song fast balls launched at acrylic palms
Every living thing is built with flaws guilts and scars
The point is to stiffen the jaw
Give it your all
Vividly draw your own symphony
Carve it into infinity
Raw
Scribble exquisitely on it
And in between the lines and the notes leave quotes of dreams hopes and scenes of growth
It cleans the soul to speak from both points of view
When you're stuck on your toes trying to reach the rope

Might appear to be stuck but i've still got focus
Kaleidoscope vision to foresee the lotus
Can't grow as a person if your head's closed
Won't rip open the envelope licked by the old folks
Joking about the past misfortunes
Scorching every epidermis to the bone
It's a fine line between insanity and humanity when you wanna split the cell and make a clone
You should take all the money that you're wasting and place it in a porcelain bank with a little pig's face
Invest in the idea that this planet's dying
Need to crack gravity and get to space
'Cause in the end we're all humans stuck in a constant rotation of cycled conclusions
No one ever tried to pay attention to the movement
Everyone was too busy letting looks be illusive
Poor excuses to be so blind
To a saint or a savant
We could've been to a place far away that we could live but we ended up lost
Called the wrong shot on the coin toss
Never taught the kids how to read the moss
I swim with the souls of misthoughts at any cost to promote the feelings that i brought

Feeling used up
Wheeling on fumes but i'm used to gassed up attitudes
Flash floods splatter through lattitudes
Glass house shatterproof
Passion for true love has passed
Oh it's sad but true
Gathering bruises and wounds while maneuvering through a sea of blurred faces
Turning away from the worst case visions
A freedom, per-say, when we open the bird cages
With death, flirtatious
Regular basis, taking chances and the hands of strangers
Stand in place or dance with danger
Fate advances
These legs are just snakes that i captured and latched to my skin
So i slither in grass with the wind at my back
Though it feels like an infinite path it'll soon be snatched
Fin

(I look away) from the debt and the death that affect every second we breathe
Though they beckon to me
(I look away)
Chewing on the same course day to day the way that the emotions collect on my teeth

And since we can't keep boarded inside dream we'll build a (fortress of pine trees)

To play hide and seek till we find some peace or a piece of grace
My knees have scraped the fragrant blades in the name of faith
Though it changed i remain in touch with mother nature's face
I want to race to the safe embrace of the ancient plains we grazed on gazed at
Lay flat
Let the sun rays blast
Main task: stay on that hard-work-pays-back straight path
Gain tact and a grasp on what it stands for to be self-determined self-assertive well-learned and self-sustained
Health maintained
With our neighbors
No strangers
We will all know each other's names
Share love in the sun and the rain
No mundane one-way ticket to a grave
When the spirit is awakened we will live above labels and pain and shame in rhythmic arrays of energy systems
Twisting in intricate ways
A vivid display
Visiting different plains of existence till the physical hits the hay and withers away

Essence left with death is collected and regained and recycled through the life cycles
Reflected and relayed
Elegant waves existing endlessly
Assembling the framework to everything that is and was and eventually will fade

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from It's Not the End of the World​.​.​.​Wait, it is?, released July 4, 2012
(E. Murphy, J. Masias, S. Findley, L. Maurus)

Produced by Errol Hem

Guitar by Steve Findley
Additional Drums by Keaton Huber

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