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Last of the Icons
03:24
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I want to go, into the silence of the colorful night
And the floors shows, you give up what you get then you go anyway
The kids of the world, caught a couple of wild ones on a runaway flight
So let me teach you, what to do as you stand there now
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Riptide
03:05
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Who’ll be the man at the bar?
Dreaming of his tricks
Until he gets so lonely
The waves will come on through
When the wind hit the roads
Is he feeling the guilt, which can’t be seen
Take Time, But our words are not for sale
Make Time, To recognize the difference
Take Time, But our words are not for sale
Riptide
Beer stains layered in time
The six-string heart beat thrives
As the beauty remains undertow
Who’ll take the man at the bar?
Carefree highway speed
As we got to see you laugh again
Take Time, But our words are not for sale
Make Time, To recognize the difference
Take Time, But our words are not for sale
Riptide
Take Time, But our words are not for sale
Take Time, But our words are not for sale
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Crowds surf and I stay inside as they part and I find it too loud
When the future goes as we go to town with every gleaming thought that stays
This phone rings outside without a sound and tone, but we manage to still respond
Papers are scattered all around and this globe decides to fall all alone
It’s time to decide which side you’re on
As these leaves fall without the wind
Carry me with no comedy tour
That way I can enjoy this ride
Can you take this stagnation for a ride with your multiple sighs
The noise from upstairs can very well turn to be in our minds
They print out cards as we get back to the little spaces carved in oak
But that is of no help when the laughter spouts from yesterday’s miracles
It’s time to decide which side you’re on
As these leaves fall without the wind
Carry me with no comedy tour
That way I can enjoy this ride
Come inside, Take your time, 10 years was too long
We should let it go, They’re too old, and the young won’t understand anyway
Crowds surf and we stay inside as they part and I find this peace
This ride has been good so far while the zeroes carry on and on
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4. |
The Dog Door on Mars
04:18
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The dog door on Mars has been found
Will we be creating this time?
What are we gonna do with our lives?
As these stars wink in and out of time
The dog door on Mars has been found
As these pictures lose their flames
You have to wonder what path we will choose
To the signal from far away
Carry me, Guide me Away
Bury your sun soaked strays
Carry me, Guide me Away
Bury your sun soaked strays
What are we to do when this is staged?
Will it be part of our lives?
Shadowing the patterns that we test
Now take this user guide to the end
Carry me, Guide me Away
Bury your sun soaked strays
Carry me, Guide me Away
Bury your sun soaked strays
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5. |
Standing Quickly
02:57
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Throwback when the colors are focused
More information will follow
The links are sliding towards the bridges
We live our lives as if we’re splendid
Standing quickly when you’re happy
Everyone is working sometimes
Standing quickly when we’re training
Training for the final show to last
They live their lives as if they’re educated
The world is coming down with spite
People in the temples dance without sight
So ring the alarms and the cut the lights
Standing quickly when you’re happy
Everyone is working sometimes
Standing quickly when we’re training
Training for the final show to last
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6. |
Two Minute Man
01:56
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7. |
One More Day
03:07
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So surprised that you weren’t coming back
That’s my cue to end and fade to black
Never thought that things could end this way
Hoping I can make it one more day
I don’t believe you won’t be there
It’s not the same when you’re not here
Now it’s over I don’t know what to do
Hard to picture my life without you
The world keeps turning my time is burning out
Holding on to what I care about
I don’t believe you won’t be there
It’s not the same when you’re not here
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8. |
Last Manifesto Edgewise
02:10
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Iodine fired lights, wounds wash away
Carmel carefree sight, no turnips in flight
Multitudes of manifestos, but this one will be
For the prince can’t handle, what is to come
Turning with the pace
Doubled with this space
Taking off the extra lace
Now put away the brace
The logic in cotton balls, can’t be placed in our mouths
Doesn’t make sense anymore, what made the swarm turn away?
Most likely it was our, overwhelming skyline
That we don’t notice anymore, on our daily routines
Turning with our pace
Doubled with this space
Taking off the extra lace
Now put away the brace
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What can this be
The amazing shine that comes through
When no one is looking
I’ll ask one more time, can we all smile again
Correlations are to be had
With stamina to hold us back
The papers will finally say
We are the ones that will save the day
Please say it’s ok
For the spirals turn real
Can we all jump once again
The patterns are too loud here
But that is ok, since the keys fit
I’m ok with how this is going
Please say it’s ok
For the spirals turn real
One more time for all to see
That the circles will never end
Chasing the same ending
Now time for the freak out to begin
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10. |
Hurts To Shoot Rings
03:35
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Watching the waves pass by
As they light the sky
Dedicate this time, without a cast
Carry me without remorse
Where memories will live on
What was said will never be heard again
Now go to sleep
The dreams will be real
And we’ll gather for one last time
Playing with our time
Would it not be lost
Since we have a way of sneaking in
It’s time to say what we mean
Sometimes regrets are the cost
At the end its ok, for this is a memory
Now go to sleep
The dreams will be real
And we’ll gather for one last time
Now go to sleep
The dreams will be real
And we’ll gather for one last time
What are the dreams you hold inside your mind?
At the end it won’t matter since it’s erased
So one more thought while all this ends
Watching the waves pass by
As they light the sky
It’s time to say what we mean, for one last time
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Backroads to Japan
02:17
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The light green sky turns to red as the horizon slips away
These potholes are too loud to make us comfortable
As we determine it’s easier to fade with these backroads
The city lights up our scene with a wondrous stare
Watch the flash, paint the sky
As we lose our time to fly
We will live to testify
For the world that always drives
There are so many people designing their qualities for the fall
The world can be explored through these backroads
So we swing like a feather on the dream ball of time
Thanks to all the good times, we will hear the screams from afar
Watch the flash, paint the sky
As we lose our time to fly
We will live to testify
For the world that always drives
So we swing like a feather on the dream ball of time
As we determine it’s easier to fade with the backroads
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12. |
Every Season
03:38
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Everyone thinks it’s so cool to talk in thirds
But now it’s all run by the herds
Take your time to think of a good come back
For it’s just another bland hack
The buzzing is dulled by all the hype
So let’s all join hands and yell at once
Don’t worry this will all light the way
For the seasons will start to fray
Good night, we don’t stay too long
For we have better things to do
Good morning, clean out your room
Since the birds have taken this flight
Why can’t these people just do their work
It’s too much to ask from the overpaid
They surely are not fraught with guilt
It’s too bad we can’t wish them all a good day
Good night, we don’t stay too long
For we have better things to do
Good morning, clean out your room
Since the birds have taken this flight
Fast forward for awhile with a smile
When the calm turns away
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The gentle breeze brushes by
And the signals turn towards the space
Now you come in to say one thing
Shall we rise from our steep
As we quietly turn into old men
With a silent resolution for the end
But we never felt so young
Since we shed all the nonsense with time
“I’ll explain tonight”, said the aging man
“For I’ve been wandering too long”
She replied that “I don’t care”
“For we’ll share the same fate”
As we quietly turn into old men
With a silent resolution for the end
But we never felt so young
Since we shed all the nonsense with time
Peeling with the sun soaked sweets
Carry out our vocal fools
For what remains on the Western front
Is the place we’ve been searching for
Now lay your head to the side
With two pairs for everyone
This time we all come together
For it’s all quiet on the Eastern front
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14. |
Our Mate Had A Cat
01:44
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Love, with guns on her knees
Flat and afraid
Flames travel with fright
Words to paper machete
Radio touched our sleep
But this never fit right
Now the fingers fight
As they move on through
Will you take me as I am?
Too red to cool the cage
Steel wings will fall apart
Bones will shake again
Why, Why are we in this state of mind
Why, Why are we in this state of mind
Hope the mat got the rat
Tiny greasy like a bat
Thinking this muppet will talk
As we gaze with the flock
Why, Why are we in this state of mind
Why, Why are we in this state of mind
Why, Why are we in this state of mind
Why, Why are we in this state of mind
When we were young
Our mate had a cat
And that is that
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Medical Maps Boston, Massachusetts
Medical Maps are: Afshin Beheshti, Eric Provonsil, Greg Mahoney, Phil Mahoney, & Ethan
Herschman.
Afshin has been in the following former bands: Shore Leave, Divided Body, & an ongoing solo project The Afrohseens. Eric has been in the following bands: The Subject, Tony the Bookie Orchestra & Broken River Prophet. Greg is also in Triple Thick & Ethan is also in Bunch of Jerks & Lars Vegas
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