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The Point Of No Return
08:52
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‘The Point Of No Return’
It took half a day of driving just to get here
And I have half a mind to keep on driving through
But I turn the wheel and stop the motor running
Pay the man and check into my room
Head in my hands
What am I prepared to do?
Let me understand
I don’t know if I’ll make it through this night
It feels like it’s my last night on Earth
Am I past the point of no return?
Half an hour ‘til sunset I close the curtains
And flinch a my reflection in the glass
There’s something in the eyes that I don’t trust now
An answer to the question I won’t ask
Head in my hands
What am I prepared to do?
Help me understand
I don’t know if I’ll make it through this night
It feels like it’s my last night on Earth
Am I past the point of no return?
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So Many Years Before
03:08
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‘So Many Years Before’
They say the pen
Is mightier than the sword
But lovers carved their names
Into trees with blades
So many years before
All the pretty scores
And poetry
Were ever made
Day after day
The memories fade
And so I reclaim
The part that I played
So many years before
All the pretty scores
And poetry
Were ever made
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Hanging In The Stars
03:33
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‘Hanging In The Stars’
I can’t carry on
The way that I have been
When did I become so reckless
I’ve made the same mistakes so many times now
I can't tell the difference
Between why I should care
And why should I give a damn about this anymore?
What have I become?
I think that I need some help
It’s getting so hard to tell
If I can trust myself anymore
There’s a storm ahead
Hanging in the stars…
My hands upon the wheel
My eyes dead on the road
My foot down on the floor
If the point of no return is in the rear view
I need to make call
Between why I should care
And why should I give a damn about this anymore?
What have I become?
I think that I need some help
It’s getting so hard to tell
If I can trust myself anymore
There’s a storm ahead
Hanging in the stars
Yeah there’s a storm ahead
Hanging in the stars…
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Across The Painted Sky
07:50
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‘Across The Painted Sky’
And so the waking passes
And we uncoil thought and limb
To fall into the real world
And let the day begin
Our separate lives of industry
Upon the river’s edge
Where ideas flow in the currents
Where inspirations rise and ebb
Across the painted sky
The pale moon gleams above us
The ground’s beneath our feet
We feel it move and shake us
To make the world complete
Across the painted sky
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While There's Still Time
03:40
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‘While There’s Still Time’
Dedicated
Complicated
Medicated
Educated
Fuel for thought
Fuel for dreaming
Yeah I’m still hung up on the meaning
Imitation
Concentration
Imagination’s
Limitations
Out of sight
Out of feeling
Yeah I’m still hung up on the meaning
Steady purpose stills the mind
A focus for the hungry eye
A soul that wants to learn the world’s design
While there’s still time
Comedy
Remedy
Legacy
Fantasy
Mind games
And mind reading
Yeah I’m still hung up on the meaning
Information
Affirmations
Affiliations
Dislocation
All the plans
And all the scheming
Yeah I’m still hung up on the meaning
Steady purpose stills the mind
A focus for the hungry eye
A soul that wants to learn the world’s design
While there’s still time
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Counting My Blessings
05:13
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‘Counting My Blessings’
As the horizon draws nearer
There’s more worth to meaning
And less time to waste
I accept my limits
There’s what I can and what I can’t do
And somewhere in the middle
I’m counting my blessings
When gratitude itself feels like a gift
I’m finally winning
Of all the hours and minutes
I have travelled two extremes
Somewhere in the middle
I’m counting my blessings
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Between Us
03:29
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‘Between Us’
History will teach us nothing
Victory’s an illusion
A philosophy of confusion
Mysteries contained in language
Catch fleeting thoughts
Begged stolen and bought
You can think what you like about me
Whatever makes it easy
But I know my truth
I speak it every day
So when the anger fades away
We can see what love remains between us
Stories pass from heart to mind
Into mythology
Or apology
All truth is temporary
True be enough useful
Until it's abused
So you can think what you like about me
Whatever makes it easy
But I know my truth
I speak it every day
So when the anger fades away
We can see what love remains between us
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8. |
The Price Of Admission
03:22
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‘The Price Of Admission’
The needle points to the halfway mark
Half full or empty?
It almost makes me smile
I’d say it’s more inbetween
Like all these little towns
That fall behind mile after mile
I still feel the same way that I did
All those years ago
When we were still wishing
Still got the same dreams I had as a kid
The only difference is now I know
The price of admission.
It seems to me that the hardest part
Is to hold on to the wheel
And that must be the halfway mark
Between what is and what could be
I still feel the same way that I did
All those years ago
When we were still wishing
Still got the same dreams I had as a kid
The only difference is now I know
The price of admission.
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Gramsci Auckland, New Zealand
Gramsci are a New Zealand post-prog band. They have been active in various forms since 2000, with the singer-songwriter Paul McLaney as the only constant band member.
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