Prolific
Текст песни Genesis

Life's an interesting thing in that we're constantly changing from one moment to the next...
becoming something new... something we may have never expected. But uhhh, some things
stay with you, some things never change. See, as a kid I used to walk down those old train tracks.
I still do today, and that's one thing that's stayed the same.
I walk down these old tracks and I just.. I just think..

This small towns was my genesis, I reminisce,
'Bout, the days memories that stayed with me once forever since,
November fifth, autumn trees, watching fallen leaves,
They twist and turn, burn once they've caught the breeze,
Lost and free, upon a moonlit night,
I carry the past with me and I can't lose this life,
We've all got one shot and I'm trying to do this right,
But sometimes all I got is my music, Christ,
Views to write, to hold the moment close and give meaning,
An empty pursuit, I should just be happy that I'm still breathing,
In a season of love and pain and sun and rain,
It's all fucking same, but I'm asking why has nothing's changed?

James Dean (Rebel Without a Cause, 1955): You're tearing me apart!

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So why is it that I keep on falling?
Why is it I always get what I never wanted?
I'm just looking for a path, but I'm left looking at the past,
So I'm walking these train tracks and I'm never looking back..

I felt safe in bed, when I could lay against her naked chest,
So close I swear to God I could taste her breath,
Watch me fade away so I can just escape in sex,
But like everyone else soon enough... away she went,
These pained regrets, aren't making any sense,
I held knives to my wrists without breaking any flesh,
And maybe I'm crazy I know that they labelled me depressed,
Insane the game I played until they changed me in my head,
The days red roses across a stained glass window,
The prey awaits faceless to mate the black widow,
The train track signals, the lights turns red,
These eyes yearn, so where do I turn next?

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So I could listen to the preacher read the sermon,
Or justify the failures in my life by saying it was predetermined,
Smoking this cigarette is just a reminder of my lack of freewill,
And this beds comfortable, but its where my apathy builds,
Step into the cold air and tell me how reality feels,
Why is it that every drink I pass around comes back to me chilled,
I'll down the bottle, just so I can drown my sorrow,
Close my eyes tonight and come around tomorrow,
I've found all I really want is just to be left alone,
Left to lead a life of love, like I read in poems,
Thought I had it once but then I chose to let it go,
To end the road so you'll never know, what I said or wrote,

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