Name: $5 Bill. ft. (@bradexample on bass) by Slick Tareo
Duration: 3 min 16 s
Description: A lil’ ditty about the home front. #altcountry #spaghettiwestern #rock #scfirst #junkie #opiate #pills

A lil’ ditty about the home front. #altcountry #spaghettiwestern #rock #scfirst #junkie #opiate #pills

$5 Bill.    ft. (@bradexample on bass)

Truth…
by Anton Etch 2022
- a rough demo from the 'Simple & Strange' series -

Truth comes in flashes
snapshots and ashes
rises like a phoenix
floats to your ceiling
shimmers and hovers
at four in the morning
truth comes in flashes
from fragments forming

Truth appears
it's not excavated
it can't be figured
or cooked or created

Truth emerges
in surprising places
the howling vagrant
and unsafe spaces

Truth isn't born
fully formed
you have to glean it
from shards ‘n storms

Truth waits
It delivers no warning
reveals itself
to those in mourning

Truth doesn't care
who the hell you are
what you drive
pauper or czar

Truth is earned
it can't be bought
you have to want it
more than what you got

Truth comes in flashes
in rags and in patches
the daughter of time
slow as molasses 
or quick as quicksilver
in sparks and splashes
in fragments and facets
in mixes and mashes

Truth is the last
guest at the weddin'
sits at the back
foldin' a napkin

…less in words 
more in actions
never shouts 
ignores the factions

…tip of a hat
tap of a finger
there's truth in
the voice of the singer

Truth in 
the barkin' dog
the wasp sting
the walk in the dark

Truth lurks 
in the shadows
it stalks
your tomorrows

You can try 
forever to avoid it
deny, defy,
or blindfold it

The enemy 
of fantasy
the surrender 
of hope...

...truth is 
no story.
It doesn't need 
glory

Truth comes in flashes
snapshots and ashes
rises like a phoenix
floats to your ceiling
shimmers and hovers
at four in the morning
truth comes in flashes
from fragments forming

————
Anton Etch 2022 All Rights Reserved

Truth...

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and the road that I'm on, seems to have gone too long.
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I'm scratched and chipped and then smoothed by tears.
For what will be, will never be,
it'll always be, what it used to be.
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Argue teleology,
A discographic anthogy,
Of folkpunk philosophy.
In all of our war stories,
Not all of them were victories.
But somehow we kept the fight,
Praying that our course was true and right.
And dreams come true, they just don’t last,
They’re nothing more than mileposts passed.
Hearing punk psychology,
Seeing folk photography,
Follow flawed cartography,
And reaching false theology.
Ooo,ooooooo
And so I roll, in this sphere of time,
I’m traveling onwards in a forward line,
Encountering people, so many faces,
Experience promise in special places.
When the paths, have all been ridden,
I can leave it all without regretting!
From life’s cacophony,
Comes this folkpunk symphony.
A decades long melody
A trip through song and poetry.
Nana, na, nana na
Nana, na, nana na
Nana, na, nana na
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey………

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$5 Bill. ft. (@bradexample on bass)

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