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OPEN
Music
by: DeGarmo / Tate / Wilton
You’re an
angel with your wings broken,
wearing sandals that I tripped
in.
You’re a holiday already taken,
a cocktail that’s
stirred never shaken.
Your heads in overload.
You’ve
reached your threshold
and you’re about to explode.
Open
your eyes. Just say what you want to say?
Open your eyes, you
see yours isn’t the only way .
Open your eyes. To you
everyone is blind.
Open your eyes and your mind.
You’re
like a hand gun that’s fully loaded
making idle threats
of violence.
Your heads in overload.
You’ve
reached your threshold
and you’re about to explode.
Open
your eyes. You take what you want for free,
Open your eyes.
and you see what you want to see.
Open your eyes. To you
everyone is blind.
Open your eyes and your mind.
Open
your eyes. Just say what you want to say?
Open your eyes, you
see yours isn’t the only way .
Open your eyes. Do you
really think I’m blind?
Open your eyes and your mind.
Open your mind.
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LOSING
MYSELF
Music by: Stone / Tate
There’s a
thunder in my head,
a roar I can’t escape.
I can’t
ignore this certain fate
I’m experiencing something.
I
can’t explain.
There’s a frame of reference fragile
at best.
An itching fear that’s stronger than the
rest.
Follow the black ribbon into the sun.
Push it further
baby, careful with this burnout now.
I’m losing
myself in you
and trying to get back to me.
But I’m so
far away, I’m losing myself.
The sand in my
mouth,
the wind and heat I feel numb.
Ten days on the road
and it feels
like where I’ve been ain’t so
bad.
Gotta get back home to you.
Gotta get back home to
you.
Gotta get back home.
Throttle back slowly there’s
no time like now.
Red line it baby I’m pushing to the
edge now.
I’m losing myself in you
and trying to
get back to me.
But I’m so far away, I’m losing
myself.
I’m beating down this desert highway
one
hundred miles an hour times two.
But I’m so far away, I’m
a million miles away.
I’m losing myself in you
and
trying to get back to me.
But I’m so far away, I’m
losing myself.
Get me off this desert highway.
Gotta
get back to you but I’m so far away.
I’m a million
miles away.
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DESERT
DANCE
Music by: DeGarmo / Rockenfield / Tate /
Wilton
With a simple
wave,
her hand creates my universe.
She spins and dances
around the fire.
Eyes search the open road,
caught up in
the sound of
transmissions burning down the wire.
We
reach out for the sky
and were never coming down.
We reach
out for the sky
and were never coming down.
Live life
in extreme
better then any magazine could ever hope to
describe.
Ripped, we sweat this desert dance, baby do your
best.
We’re on our way to higher consciousness.
We
reach out for the sky
and we’re never coming down.
Keep
reaching, keep reaching.
We’re never coming down.
High
on a million breaths of her,
I surrender to the magic all
around me.
We reach out for the sky
and we’re
never coming down.
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FALLING
BEHIND
Music by: DeGarmo / Tate
We are all equal
but we’re individually different
and able to reach the
impossible if we try.
We find faith and strength in the
most unlikely places
and love sometimes eludes us, but we
try.
We keep searching and one day we find ...
life
goes on and around like a wheel
it keeps on turning, that’s
the deal.
Why are we running?
We’re running so fast
to keep from falling behind.
Problems come and they go and
in
the end what will you show?
Why are we worried?
We worry so
much, worry about falling behind.
Is it really all about
the thing
of what you wear and what you think I’ll
think?
Who has more?
Arabs and Jews at war, I don’t
care anymore.
It’s always the same tired story.
How
many dead in the name of some god?
And what’s the
difference?
Don’t give a damn about their
differences.
Nothing’s sacred once the shooting starts
.
Life goes on like a wheel,
it keeps on turning,
that’s for real.
Why are we running?
We’re
running so fast to keep from falling behind.
What may come and
what may go
and in the end what will you show for all your
worries?
Why worry so much, why worry about falling
behind?
The plans already in motion,
it happens whether
we say.
The old world order is over,
intelligence and love
win the day.
I won’t regret one moment
life is too
short for that, bring it on.
Life goes on and around
like a wheel,
it keeps on turning, that’s the deal.
Why
are we running?
We’re running so fast to keep from
falling behind.
Problems come and they go and
in the end
what will you show?
Why are we worried?
Why worry so much?
Don’t worry about falling behind.
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THE GREAT
DIVIDE
Music by: Tate / Wilton
I’d
reconciled my anger got outside of danger.
I was waiting for
some signal, a sign from angels.
When the tide turns against
you
it’s a strange sensation, a revelation of
imagination.
I could change my course and face the flow,
reap
the seeds that I had sewn or follow that old river south.
Here’s
what I found out.
I was standing on the Great Divide
looking out across America.
Trying to find my truth, define it
for myself.
I died the day when I saw this place.
I saw
what I could lose.
A very simple mechanism separates the
fool from wisdom.
The lines between us are not
real.
Conditioning is what makes us feel ignorant.
And
apathy will feed our hate.
So we can never give in.
There
I was standing at the Great Divide, looking for the truth in
America.
For all that time I searched, when I closed my eyes,
I found the thing I was looking for.
I had it all the
time.
So are we standing at the Great Divide?
Is there
hope for America?
Take the flag we wave, the freedoms that we
sing.
Without respect for one other,
it doesn’t mean
a thing.
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RHYTHM OF
HOPE
Music by: Jackson / Rockenfield /
Tate
Lying here awake
again.
Minutes before dawn I hear your breathing,
your
heart beat like a song.
Lately I’ve been feeling a little
less then good but
seeing things for the first time like I
never could.
I’ve had my head down against the
door,
trying to get to something I couldn’t find
before.
That special something, that feeds my soul,
is a
rhythm to live by, it’s a rhythm of hope.
Something
drives us onwards.
Something gives us strength.
What makes
our judgment falter is the questions we think.
Who am I to fly
so high?
What gives me the right to dream of what could
be,
keep reaching for the light?
I’ve been
standing in front of that door,
basing my happiness on what’
I knew before.
Searching for something that moves my soul.
A
rhythm to hold to, a rhythm to live to.
Have you been down
like this before?
I guarantee there’s something waiting
for you just open that door.
A rhythm to live by, that moves
your soul.
A rhythm that holds you.
A rhythm to live
to.
And if there’s one thing we all need now,
it’s
a rhythm to live by, a rhythm of hope.
Lying here awake
again.
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TRIBE
Music
by: Jackson / Rockenfield / Tate
Taken to a place
underground,
a cavern, ten thousand steps down.
The only
light was fire fly glow,
reflecting in the blue crystal
show.
Feeling in the darkness surrounding me,
roots of
giant Sequoia trees
anchor the canopy of life that’s
above.
The answer to the mystery of life is _
Traveled
through the jungles of the Yucatan
and drank the potion from
the magic man.
Held the starlight inches from my face,
pushed
the door open, # 7.
I walked the path way to heaven.
Saw
the same face of God.
Seems every where I go
I see the
same face, I feel the same flow.
With every one I meet and
every hand I shake,
I’m every man, trying my best to get
to know
because everything’s at stake.
We’re
the same tribe.
Passing through Morocco for the faithful
is a trip.
Hallucinating visions drives my desert ship.
For
a thousand miles we could not fail,
can’t enjoy if you
can’t inhale.
Clearly a lifetimes need of some experience
and
for the record, peace.
Seems every where I go
I
see the same face, I feel the same flow.
With every one I meet
and every hand I shake,
I see myself in every man, trying my
best to get to know
because everything’s at stake.
We’re
the same tribe.
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BLOOD
Music
by: Tate / Wilton
Thank-you for the
lies, the lies you sold us.
Thank-you for this vision of
violence.
Thank-you for this song you gave me to sing.
Thank-you for the capping day
of a culture that lay
dying.
Yes it’s us dying.
Maybe it won’t be
long,
now that it’s all gone on.
It’s all
gone wrong and
there’s blood on our hands.
We saw
them lying there
with their arms around each other,
staring
through their fear and
the miles between our heads.
You
could have told the truth.
It was your decision to
sacrifice
integrity and compassion for greed.
Now it’s all gone
wrong and
there’s blood on our hands.
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THE ART OF
LIFE
Music by: DeGarmo / Tate
When I asked
him,
he described a thousand lifetimes.
At each turn, a
hint of what one still must learn.
Now I’ve read the
thoughts of philosophers,
the words of liars, who say that
underneath I’m worthless.
Incomplete?
Some one
said we live our lives in between the extremes.
Is the art of
life discipline?
Is that the sweet mystery?
The art of
life is ...
without rushing, without faltering we push it as
far as we can.
Observe with patience.
Free your mind.
Efficiency, control.
To develop the form starts with
acceptance,
then submission to the goal.
Some one said
somewhere we live our lives in between the extremes.
Is the
art of life discipline?
Is that the sweetest mystery?
The
art of life is ...
without rushing, without faltering,
unraveling the secrets of knowledge.
We must challenge and
defeat our four natural enemies;
Fear.
Clarity of
mind.
Power and the desire to rest.
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DOIN'
FINE
Music by: DeGarmo / Tate
Have you noticed
The way people seem today?
Look in their eyes, you can feel
their uncertainty.
Working hard for what they fear others
would think.
Empty hearts are afraid to break away…don’t
be afraid.
We could all use a little sunshine
Take the
day off …outside.
Hey look around, everything’s
better now
And here we are and we’re doin’ fine.
If
we look inside, breath deep, and count to ten.
We’ll find
what we need to see us through
All the way to the end.
We’ll
know all the answers
Once we stop this judgment game
And
realize deep down we’re all the same.
We could all
use a little sunshine
Take the day off and smile.
Hey look
around everything’s better now,
And here we are and
getting along fine.
Yeah, we’re doin’ just fine.
We
could all use some sunshine
Take the day off and smile.
Hey
look around, everything’s better
And here we are getting
along just fine.
Next time we could try a little
harder
And quickly put out the fire,
By working out our
differences and
Finding truth we can all believe in.
We’re
looking at life from a different side.
We’re looking at
like from a different side.
And I know that we’ll all
be fine.
And I know that we’ll all be fine.
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