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04:43
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The day has arrived
When the why is recognized
The futile are out of time
We're leaving it all behind
Absent pieces that amplify
Excess ceases, addition by
Subtraction
As useful as a third shoe
Or a picture obstructing the view
If abundance proves fruitless
Then progress is to disposes
Maintaining equilibrium
Is essential to our being
Dropping weight
That's anchored us in place
Counterbalancing burdens we face
Addition by subtraction
Addition by taking away
Addition by subtraction
Addition by clearing away
Addition by subtraction
Addition by taking the way
Addition by subtraction
Addition by clearing the way
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2. |
They Are We
04:08
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We've lost track of who we are and from where we came
Each time we judge and blame, we're causing others pain
We're short sighted taking so instinctively
Seldom giving or expressing empathy
We're all the same consciousness
Choosing our own decisiveness
Focusing on misconceptions around us
Infects our compassion with indifference
And if we were to view our selves from afar
We'd see that we are just as different as 'they' are
When we point the finger
We forget or have yet to see that
They are we
Altruism is a hard sell while we choose to segregate ourselves
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3. |
The New Dream
04:02
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I crossed into the golden state
Like those before me I took the bait
I huddled up along the stream
Panning for my piece of the Dream
The masses came with the same plan
And hope that pushed out native clans
The lure of Eden brought us here
Then we overran this promised land
The gold rush still rages
Disguised by these changes
The New Dream, is it fleeting
Or is history repeating?
I crossed over the golden gate
In search of a storied fate
What I've earned would set me free
Anywhere but here ironically
Was I mislead in this old frontier
Repeating mistakes of yesteryear?
Millions migrate to the Bay and roll the dice
Each and all pay the toll
The churn of the hopeful
On the inside looking in
A paradoxical way of life
The gold rush still rages
Disguised by these changes
The New Dream isn't fleeting
History is repeating
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Sandstorm
04:06
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The search continues as it had yesterday
Molding meaning out of sand to watch it blow away
Its not for lack of desire that we don't find our way
Yearning for clarity while dowsing for answers in a sandstorm
Shifting sands distract the innate
Holding truth in hand to feel it disintegrate
Walking this maze
Searching this haze
We just can't get out of our own way
The search continues as it had yesterday
Molding meaning to watch it blow away
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5. |
Fire In Disguise
05:05
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Like an arcing wire
Next to a detonator
A familiar outcome
Enveloped in mystery
Engulfing the minds harmony
Flames of anxiety
Is this the residue
Of a dormant primal fear
Or the inability to cope
When a sense of place is unclear
Burdened by
Crippling unease
Ashes of anxiety
Fire in Disguise
An imbalance stirs inside
That pulls you away
I'll remain your beacon of hope
To help you find your way
Allow a peaceful tone
To undo the knots that have tied
And extinguish
This fire, Fire In Disguise
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Ripple
04:58
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The sequence of moments that composes life
Can pass us by or guide us through a door that leads inside
Through a hall of mirrors, wherein we might find
What we couldn't see with our fettered eyes
Presence in this moment
Reveals solace
Awareness in this moment
Shows the tree through the forest
A Ripple in perception, feeling pertinence in today
Focused here, on the now, allowing all else to fall away
Moments are no possessions, but a stream that flows in time
Ephemeral impressions washed away by the tide
Clarity in the present mitigates the past
Which is but a memory, the mind obscures en mass
Forego expectations and find freedom in
Embracing what is and allowing what becomes
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7. |
Pill For The Pill
04:06
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Not long ago or far away
Substances were dealings of those who were healing
The body as a whole, the spirit and the soul
Symptomatic of our time
Symptomatic by design
Our remedies don't heal
They're just pills treating prescriptions
And when there's nothing left to feel
They're pills feeding addictions
Another Pill For The Pill
A root or a leaf, an herb or belief
That grows naturally and is used to cure the weary
Couldn't be abused, bought or sold
Until somehow it was owned
Symptomatic of our time
Symptomatic by design
Pharmaceuticals get doled out like candy
Instead of cures, we mask affliction
Prescribing addiction and dependency
Over medicating to the detriment of the ill
Such a lofty price we pay
For pseudo-cures of the modern day
Is it too late to change our ways
Before we're led further astray?
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Only Liars
03:45
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Living life in routine dissuasion
Mixed signals and shallow persuasions
Those claiming to know the path ahead
Show us how they've been misled
Only Liars know what we'll see
Only Liars know what will be
The motive of normative conditions
Serves only to dull intuitions
The spread of deception regulates
The mass-consignment of a scripted fate
Liars know what we'll see
Liars know what will be
What in the world is more concerning than certainty
Of a predetermined self-fulfilling destiny?
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9. |
Prize Of Nothingness
03:33
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Those of us who take pride in the destruction of mother earth quicken the pace towards our own extinction
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10. |
How On Earth
05:09
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Will these have been the good ole days
Before we succumbed to our mindless ways
Will we long for how good we had it
And lament our self-destructive habits
Might this all just be hyperbole?
Seems doubtful to me
There is no waking the ones who pretend to be asleep
All signs ignored will be consequences to reap
The human thirst to posses and to divide
To separate the universe into yours and mind
Puts the human first then balance is reversed
Until there nothing left to quench the thirst
Its not what we do but how we do it
Its in our choice and how we choose it
Its not what we do but how we do it
Its through our lens and how we view it
We are capable of all that is imagined
And culpable for all the unimaginable
How On Earth is there a source in us
To decimate a place on earth for us
How On Earth is there a place in us
To defile the earth, the source of us?
Forgive this species
Of whom I am a part
We've ravaged your surface
As if we have no heart
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Pushing The Stone
05:34
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Nurturing the seeds that are sown into an arid soil
Visions growing of a mirage formed by ambitions
Guided by a constant pulse pushing through resistance
An impression so compelling it leads to who we are
Seeking to be heard, listening for more than echoes in return
Listening for more than echoes... in return
Driven by and unrelenting will
I'm still Pushing The Stone uphill
Hardwired to pursue the unfulfilled
I'm still Pushing The Stone uphill
Of all the youthful wishes, cast in the well
This is the one conventions couldn't quell
Not bending to conformity
While on the path that winds through me
Somewhere along the way, the focus shifted
From what we all sought this to become
To uncovering what it already is
Intuition cut the path behind me
I visualized this all before it came to be
Intuition guides that path before me
I visualize this all in 3, 2, 1
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STIMULI Oakland, California
STIMULI are a rock band from Oakland, CA who create thoughtful, heavy music about the human Condition. This is all delivered via Jimmy Tomahawk's melodic and edgy vocals and his spacious, heavy guitar riffing blended with Tai Hake's solid, snarling bass tones and masterfully creative, powerful drumming from Cole Andrew. The band's debut album "They Are We' Is available world-wide August 17th 2018. ... more
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