Name: Dust in the Wind by Robain
Duration: 3 min 30 s
Description: There are seasons in life where the fiercest battles aren’t fought with swords or armies, but in silence, in the workplace, in relationships, in the schemes of people who smile to your face while setting traps behind your back.

The words are from the closing paragraphs of the Michael C Ruppert book Crossing the Rubicon.

His plea seems more pertinent now than when penned in 2006.

Crossing the Rubicon

Crossing The Rubicon

Sam Radic - Living Water

Sam Radic - All Out

I saw you late last night
About a quarter to ten
I know your face I’ve seen it before
I don’t want to see it again

Bright and bold in front of me
In an outline of stars
Tangible shape familiar company
You know what you are

Oooh your disappointment
Can I lose your disappointment 

So come on in and pull up a chair
And sit yourself down
I’ve always known that you were there
That you’re hanging around

You were the tree and I was the vine
Curling thin and green
The shape I am now is our history
Of all that there’s been

Oooh your disappointment
Can I lose your disappointment

Your Disappointment

Lost in the labyrinth
Turn left, go back a bit
Blood on your hands
You break it, you pay for it

 Paint on the canvas
Push the needle through the tapestry
Just trying to stop you
Jump from the balcony

Immersed in a language
A feeling of sympathy
How can I hear it when you speak it 
So differently

Surrender to the impulse
Don’t be a hypocrite
Got blood on your hands
You break it you pay for it

Running down the corridor
Like you’re one of the boys
Feeling like a foreigner
Less signal more noise

Carouselling no telling
How fake or legit
Got blood on your hands
You break it you pay for it

You Break It You Pay For It

Cover of the Depeche Mode song.

I don't own the rights to this music. The music and lyrics were written by Martin Gore of Depeche Mode.

The Things You Said

(five finger discount) x2

[verse]
In the lefty land of California,
You can lift anything and they only warn ya
Now these morals might seem quite amiss 
It's the United States of no consequence!

So I'm gonna check out some expensive goods
And pretend to scan -- take it back to my 'hood
Just like Aladdin - I am misunderstood 
But I'll work my magic like you know I would

[chorus]
the adrenaline rush
makes me feel alive
when everything's free
I don't have to strive 
Look around my crib
And you can see 
The system got them 
but it won't get me!

[verse]
It's a five-finger discount and we share the spoils
Who needs an account - because the man got foiled
honor of thieves, (yeah) keeping it real
banking like bandits - no one stops the steal

And the politicians? well, they do it too
two thousand mules you know what it proved
corruption runs deep and corruption runs high
It rots from the head, and this is do or die!

[chorus]

[bridge]
Now listen up, this ain't just some game,
It's how we survive in this system of shame,
When the rules get bent, you gotta bend back,
In the land of scoundrels - we ride the same track.

First Universe

Five Finger Discount

[verse]
hey, Wooden Jesus, where'd I go wrong?
Mr. Cornell showed me your song
the scars on your head are almost worn off
from holding you nervously as I lay down

[chorus]
and I pray... when am I saved?
what will become of the choices I've made?
I pray... when you replace
all of the sin that reflects in my face

[verse]
hey mother Mary don't cry for me
I will repent before I go to sleep
there is no telling what's in store for me
a double-minded man who's down on his knee

[chorus]

[bridge]
I cannot shake these sins
the holy water's gone bad
the priests have gone to jail
the scars stay on my hands

Saved

Buy Now

The eye holds steady 
Pulling in the light
Held still in the air
By the effort of flight

Tiny adjustments
In constant thrill
All of this movement
To stay so still

Fatal arcs of the body
Coiled against motion
Snapping death into life
In the instant of notion 

Brittle limbs against the concrete wind

The moment of release
The fall into ecstasy
Letting go of everything 
But gravity

Kestrel

A dark, synth-driven anthem echoing the fall of giants, both ancient and modern, through faith and fire.

Goliath

There are seasons in life where the fiercest battles aren’t fought with swords or armies, but in silence, in the workplace, in relationships, in the schemes of people who smile to your face while setting traps behind your back.

Dust in the Wind

A synth, some ideas and the truth...
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Dust in the Wind

Robain

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