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Good to be Free
04:22
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It's good to be free
So good to be free
Comfortable with everything
So good to be free
To sit inside the circle of silence
To be raised bereft of this history
To not grow up knowing deprivation
We're all trying to be
Someone somewhere between wealth and conscience
With no one to lead, tell the whole story
The paths are long laid, to be led is easy
See the image sharpen
Scratch away at the surface
See the image sharpen
Tear away the upper crust
It's good to be free
So good to be free
For all time it was always about us
That's if you believe what you read
Clear your mind, clear your mind
See the image sharpen
Scratch away at the surface
See the image sharpen
Tear away the upper crust
See the image sharpen
History's writ by all of us
See the image sharpen
Tear away the upper crust
It's good to be free
So good to be free
Comfortable with everything
So good to be free
So good to be free
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Groove 7
04:51
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It's kinda stupid this fascination
A hall of souls all one in motion
The driving pulse our motivation
Like a siren's call
Wired to the wall of sound
Ruthless in its mission
Clubbing each into submission
Relieving all of their volition
But my heart is trying to break it
To keep it real
Or so they say
The body, the machine
A creeping aural virus
No escape, no one gets out alive
A perception infection injection
Goes straight to the spine
Replacing pain and fatigue with desire
Mind is motion, pulse is racing
Vision afire
The body, the machine
Technology driving me
Smash myself to pieces but I submit my whole to this
Get myself into gear to go on with
Lose it in the sanctity of the sound
Open my eyes, absorb the theatre to be beheld all around
Defining space comes down so quickly
Drawn in and around
Put myself in the picture, paint the lines in and get down
Seed is sown now
I've come out to play
Bring the sky down
Melt the walls away
Seed is sown now
I've come out to play
Bring the sky down
Melt the walls away
Animate my soul digitally
I'll take it all and blow it into space
Animate my soul digitally
I'll take it all and blow it into space
The body, the machine
Technology driving me
Smash myself to pieces trying to find the living heart that breathes
That breathes
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Pencil Dick
03:43
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It's all started by the smallest little pencil prick which decides shit
Puts a space between good and evil and that's it
I can't dePsypher the logic
Yet it's obvious when it's put in print
Wish I had that simplistic look
Must be hard going home to comfort and kids and partner and leafy existence
When that shit is out there inflicting itself on the place you call home
The morals you espouse, the work ethic you preach
How hard is it?
I got a licence to sell shit
I get paid to know dick then spout it in print
My words appoint, placate, disguise, evict
Surmise, revise, apply, contradict
I serve it up, you swallow it
If you can imagine my background for a minute
Being raised and living out my existence with my partner, my kids, my wine cellar
The pen is the needle of the fabric of society
And fuck me if there in't some holes in it
Call me the seamstress of propriety
Helping us all get to sleep at night
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Tram Tracks
04:30
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I was riding my bike down a not so busy road at a not so busy time of the day
I was riding into a headwind not like I need the exercise or aggravation, I look half-starved anyway
My mind drifted off the way it shouldn't when you should concentrate
Next thing I know I'm heading straight for the road, my first stupid, dumb mistake
My head hit the tram tracks
Keep your eyes on the road
Don't go the faceplant, don't face that
Fuck no
I was driving my car to my girlfriend's house
Mighta had a little too much to drink last time we spoke and may not've been too civil, I just don't know
Suffice to say I wasn't concentrating out the front window
Out the corner of my eye I saw the tram list to the side and come straight for my door
The tram left the tram tracks
Come straight for my door
The tram left the tram tracks
Put me on someone's front lawn
The tram eft the tram tracks
Put me through someone's front door
No knock, no invitation, no nothing
Fuck nooooo
It hasn't happened lately
I wouldn't want it to
It took the jaws of life to get me out
To get me out
I lived to see that day
I found my way home
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Something Once Forgotten Melbourne, Australia
Something Once Forgotten are a Melbourne/Bendigo/Adelaide based creative unit dedicated to producing riffaging riffs, melodic melodies and beating beats for nothing other than the joy of doing so. SOF tend to reside in the progressive rock side of the music pasture, yet they have no qualms in meandering into other fields to have a nibble. ... more
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