Calling inner worlds
the outer-worlds
The Underworld
the over-worlds.
I will come when I’m called
for the New World
in a new shift.
Plot twist,
no scripts! 
a magnetic rift
shadow in the mist,
what have I to give
I give my Love.

None of us, is as good as all of us.
all of us is as good as good enough.
you better show up to yourselves,
to show up to the collective,
riegn, Reclaimed
you better show up to yourselves,
to show up to the collective,
flame...

It's time to make the world again

Life is short & art is long
a golden thread an ancient song
who would have thought it'd be this way
it comes around to you one day
what can I save from the flood
a common voice in the blood 
No one owns what we know
& what we know won't let us go

None of us, is as good as all of us.
All of us is as good as good enough.
You better show up to yourselves
Feed the wave until it swells
The reign, of your pain
You better show up to yourselves 
Walk the road less travelled 
Through the flame

It's time to make the world again

Written by Mikey Woodbridge & Ezra Green
Production by Kris Vango
Violin by Youka Manuka
Piano by Matt Long
Engineer Andrea Martínez Cancino, 
Vocals recorded at Nadoki Studios
Backing vocals Pyramid Party, Simon Williams, Lucio Vidal
Cover Art by Vince Gagliardi (The Nent)
Special thanks - The Ballery, Julia Borelli

Collect

It's Time To Make The World Again

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You’ll never understand until you’ve been there.
Been down so much, that all you can manage to do now is sit there.
Thinking back at all the choices that you made to get there.
Pumping a fist to the sky telling god “it ain’t fair.”
But yo, we ain’t there.
How could it be with all this devastation and desperation surrounding me.
So put me in the ground ‘cause this life has just been pounded out of me,
The only reason I ain’t sleeping now ‘cause I got mouths to feed.
Why can’t I catch a break?
Why can’t I step away and wake up one morning and think that things wont be a mess today.
I gotta break the cycle somehow,
Sick of this pain, I'm sick of living this way.
Okay, I’m done now.
Not having fun now, there’s just so many reasons.
Feel as if my soul’s a broken puzzle and I’m missing pieces.
It’s real easy for you to judge them when you see them,
But you’ll never truly understand unless you’ve ever been there.
A place where hope was thin in the air.
If things are gonna get better tell me a ‘when’ and a ‘where’.
Sitting and staring in the mirror, nobody’s there,
That I know, feeling so alone and I’m scared that nobody cares.
My nights consist of so many prayers.
I once had so many dreams, I once was going somewhere.
Try and following steps before you start to compare,
Me to you and you don’t know me, now you think that that’s fair?
I never thought my path would lead me to the point I’m at now.
But before they get up, some people gotta fall down.
Some fall harder than others, they thought they had it all down.
Me, I take these experience and jot them all down.
But how do you cope when you think that hope is nowhere around?
How do you know where to go if you haven’t been found?
Yo, I’m saying it’s draining living this pain that I’m in.
You’re quick to judge me but you haven’t been the places I’ve been, c’mon.
You’ll never understand until you’ve been there.
Been down so much, that all you can manage to do now is sit there.
Thinking back at all the choices that you made to get there.
Pumping a fist to the sky telling god “it ain’t fair.”
But yo, we ain’t there.
How could it be with all this devastation and desperation surrounding me.
So put me in the ground ‘cause this life has just been pounded out of me,
The only reason I ain’t sleeping now ‘cause I got mouths to feed.
Why can’t I catch a break?
Why can’t I step away and wake up one morning and think that things wont be a mess today.
I gotta break the cycle somehow,
Sick of this pain, I'm sick of living this way.
Okay, I’m done now.
Not having fun now, there’s just so many reasons.
Feel as if my soul’s a broken puzzle and I’m missing pieces.
It’s real easy for you to judge them when you see them,
But you’ll never truly understand unless you’ve ever been there.

www.krisvango.com

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It's Time To Make The World Again

M I K E Y. Woodbridge