1st trimester 2013

Gom Jabbar

See Me Through You Eyes

You're a part of something greater
Something greater wants to lift up your mind
Oh, it's a sparkler, scintillator
Hurry up and be the next to get in line!

Would you believe you're the most important
Keeper of Our Ways?
Someone loves you even more than you love yourself
(And you do love yourself a lot)
So get your faith on—enter the portal
Get your faith on—you'll be immortal
The creator of your world just needs a little help
(little help 'fore he gives you what you want!)

But you're gonna have to fight for him
Crawl inside a tank, lay your life down like it's nothing
(And it's nothing...)
Yeah it's when you die for him
That you're a part of something greater

Yeah, you're gonna have to die for him
To be a part of something greater

A great big part of something grander—
ideas blowing up the confines of your mind!
Supplant your ego with my commander
Hurry up and be the next meat we grind.

Get your faith on (you know we lie)
But get your faith on and everything is fine
So get your faith on (while we embezzle and we steal
(And we bedazzle with unreal)
Just get your faith on (Propaganda!)
Get your faith on (Sweet propaganda!)

Yes, you're gonna have to die for us.
And if you disbelieve our news then you've died for nothing!
We're the only side, so you side with us.
If you kill in our name, we'll let you plunder a little something...

But you're gonna have to fight for this.
Butcher women and children and old men in their own bedrooms
Then you can say you didn't sign up for this
And that's how you get the slice of something greater...

Be a part of something greater...
Get your, get your, get your, get your faith on!
(But you're gonna have to want this bad
Picture Nazis in the mass grave so you don't feel bad...)

If someone's gonna have to die for this
Why should it be you when you've never had your fate in your own hands?
You think you know who the viper is?
Well, now it's you. 
Now it's you.

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Something Greater

ommmm / eeh eeh-eeh eeeeh
ommmm / eeh eeh-eeh

darkness ahead of me
darkness behind me
darkness below me
darkness above me
darkness to the left of me
darkness to the right of me
darkness surrounds me
darkness defines me

I'm the torch bearer
I'm the torch bearer

hold it up high
hold it up high
hold it up high (don't you wanna put up a fight?)
hold it up high (don't you wanna put up a fight?)

darkness, surround me
darkness, define me
every little shard of yours will remind me
how rare and precious every spark is

few understand you
even fewer can see you
the fabric we've pinned our every idea on
a few of us know just how luminous your dark is

it's why I'm your torch bearer
it's why I'm your torch bearer
it's why I'm your torch bearer
why you need a torch bearer

The Torch Bearer

when the Earth was wrapped in digits
and our cave got awfully small
we were rescued from the puppet show
and the open sky beckoned us all

as we zig-zagged towards the hilltops
some of us started turning around
they said the air's too crisp
these clouds—confusing
and the sunlight's getting too loud
too many shadows marching...

so much softer, our cave floor
and our walls are paper thick
we've got everything here we can pay for
dream awake and dream mighty big

outside the air is a mess
the clouds, they'll have us choosing
and the sunlight keeps correcting itself

our shadow-casters know best—
believing is soothing
we sing "red" then we take our blue pill

know what's good for you, little mouse
know what's good for you

and our spirit's rising
when the shadows march
we can reach horizons
when the shadows march
our seated souls are soaring
when the shadows march
just don't buy what's confusing or boring
the shadows are clear
as they march

watch as they march…

what good's an Earth that's drenched in digits
if we're boxed in sitting small
and even those who run the puppet shows
are content to project on a wall

outside the temperatures rise
the one true horizon is hurling us into the abyss
we don't get to claw back out
if we can't tell what lulls from what is

eat every shadow marching
it’s good for you, little mouse

stay tuned for your pipers
and their shadows’ march
there will be no survivors
while the shadows march
pick the facts that best suit you (aah-ah)
pick the shadows that suit you (aah-ah)
your shadows salute you (aah-ah)
and they'll march
and they'll march for you now

The Shadows' March

I’m laying down 
Under the tree
I am so drunk
Very lonely

I expected
Something funny
It was a mess
Quite not pretty

It’s a sad Christmas
I’d rather be
In Birmany

It’s a sad Christmas
I’d rather be
Away from me

I’ve spent this year
Losing my time
I should have been 
More concerned here

I expected
Something funny
It was a mess
Quite not pretty

It’s a sad Christmas
I’d rather be
In Birmany

It’s a sad Christmas
I’d rather be
Away from me

A Sad Christmas (vocals)

I look at the sky
I am fine inside 
I found my way

I put this aside
I kept a straight line
I found my way

All the gloomy thoughts
Are now gone away
I found my way

I wonder now why
I found this so tough
It is hard to say
	
I look at the sky
You stand on my side
I found my way

You helped me so well
It is a blessing 
As I was away

All the gloomy thoughts
Are now gone away
I found my way

I wonder now why
I found this so tough
It is hard to say
	
All the dirty stuff
I made you endure
Won’t happen again
It has to be said

I look at the sky
You stand on my side
I found my way

I put this aside
I kept a straight line
I found my way

I Found My Way (A New Year)

La Voie Lactée

I came to Dubaï
I made this with style
I took an old train
Instead of a plane

I came to Dubaï
I saw an Old Guy
The look in his face
Was a pretty mess

I came to Dubaï
I wonder now why
Looking for your face
It was a disgrace

I came to Dubaï
Instead of Hawaï
The desert for sure
Is not a great place
	
I came to Dubaï
Looking for your face
The look in your eyes 
Was a pretty mess

I came to Dubaï
Crashing at your place
The guy in your bed 
Was a real dickhead

I came to Dubaï
I wonder now why
Looking for your face
It was a disgrace

I came to Dubaï
Instead of Hawaï
The desert for sure
Is not a great place

I wander now
Lost and gloomy
In the city
I should have been
Less responsive
Typical me

The lights up there
Are so flashy
They make me dazy
I’ll take a plane
And not a train
I am lazy	

I came to Dubaï
I made this with style
I took an old train
Instead of a plane

I came to Dubaï
Looking for your face
The look in your eyes 
Was a pretty mess

I came to Dubaï
I wonder now why
Looking for your face
It was a disgrace

I came to Dubaï
Instead of Hawaï
The desert for sure
Is not a great place

I Came To Dubai

The eye of the storm
Is close to me
The rabbit right now
Is after me

I’ve been to places
Where I / was free
I am right now 
In a state 
Of custody	

The eye of the storm
Is above me
The rabbit and I
Are having  tea

I’ve been to places
Where I was free
I am right now 
In a state 
Of custody

The eye of the storm
Is behind me
The rabbit, Oh My,
Has set me free

I am at places
Where I stand free
The amount of air
Here
Is breathtaking

The Eye Of The Storm

He came in disarray
Daddy please answer me
Is there an end to life?
I don't know why we have to die.

Will the sky everlast?
The Earth will stay at last?
The seas will always be?
I don't know why we have to die.

You know little kitty
The answer is not easy
I don't know why we have to die.

I know one thing for sure
My love for you is pure
But I don't know why we have to die.

He said Daddy hold me.
Kiss me and tickle me.
I need something funny
But I don't know why we have to die.

Tell me fancy stories
About me becoming a bea
Flying would be so easy
But I don't know why we have to die.

You know little kitty
The answer is not easy
I don't know why we have to die.

I know one thing for sure
My love for you is pure
But I don't know why we have to die.

The Question (remastered)

The Fall of Saigon