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You made me lose my concentration
I had so little to begin
Your voice was soaked in desperation
My voice was wet with juice and gin

My mind was on my lack of money
My lack of money was on my mind
My generation thinks it's funny
It will catch up to us in time

You watch these superhero movies
Buying phones that last a week
Crushing Oxys in your smoothies
Looking sideways when you speak

I'll sit right here until it changes
It always changes anyway
My generation's full of strangers
Who wanna stay inside and play

My Generation

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You stand up like you just fell down
Swimming up river like you know how to drown
And you pave the way
With all your proper nouns

You genuflect when you should take a rest
Bowing to the East and fast asleep in the West
You could change your mind
With the heart in your chest

Drop out
Go for a drive
Like your daddy used to do in 1965
And you can listen to the radio
All the way to San Francisco

A lost pause is all that you found
Peeking round the corner for a singular sound
And you stop to talk
When you hit holy ground

The graveyard doesn't care for your type
When you're eating your bananas way before they get ripe
And you peel that green skin
And call your guru on Skype

Drop out
Go for a drive
Like your daddy used to do in 1965
And you can listen to the radio
All the way to San Francisco

Drop out
Hitchin' a ride
Like your daddy used to do 
Before he swallowed his pride
But you can listen to the radio
All the way to San Francisco

Dropout

From TERRIBLE FREEDOM: digital in April, vinyl in July
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Transmission from a dying lion's mouth
Made mute by a simple misconception
By the time you hear it
It's gone

Shoulda listened when the clouds made wisdom
Drawn water from God's own cistern
By the time you drink it
It's dry

Point your eye at the sun that's dying
You could do it if you weren't trying
The void wants the form to stay alive
Recognize a terrible freedom
Whatever comes, just let it arrive

The motor runs despite a shortage
Of a fuel that can burn with justice
By the time you start it
You're on fire

Lift your face to a sky that's weeping
Open wide to the dread that's creeping
Never let your fear turn you wild
Come to terms with a terrible freedom
Whatever comes, just let it arrive

Terrible Freedom

Sample 4 (My Generation)

Sample 3 (Dropout)

Sample 2 (Terrible Freedom)

Sample 1 (Dropout)

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered on February 10, 2018 
Performed in complete takes (no punches) 
Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRydcSK9tuQ

born hungry 
remembering how to yell 
i was guilty 
before i knew how to spell 

god knocked on my skull 
but it made a crack 
he took my body 
and i never quite got it back 

every day i be walking half a plank 
overboard on a ship that already sank 

born hungry 
looking for a sign 
waited my whole life 
for the stars to align 

the challenge came 
and the challenge went away 
i thank my lucky stars 
every godforsaken day 

every day i be walking half a plank 
overboard on a ship that already sank 
i'd smell the flowers but i don't know how to stop this tank 
overboard on a ship that already sank


released February 13, 2018

TW Walsh

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