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1.
I live with others they don't always see Concrete walked and roamed upon, wears and tears consistently The flesh parade unending, self destruction swirls around Question push the fallen, out in distress and in the street Facets of the circumstances, feeling only part In the dark, days of theory I admit I have no heart I admit I have no heart I admit, I have no heart My flesh shows the deafness, and I'll detach imperviously Through the empty space and light, casting shadows truthfully My self expression, with common things and hopes and fears Allows me to escape excess, burns the ties so personally Facets of the circumstances, feeling only part In the dark, days of theory I admit I have no heart I admit I have no heart I admit, I have no heart Facets of the circumstances, feeling only part In the dark, days of theory I admit I have no heart I admit I have no heart I admit, I have no heart
2.
Insensate 06:40
I am young but time bears it's age Voices crack become thick while the new mothers go mad Murdering in silent rage, perhaps true greatness waits pondering the morning By perchance my pleasure, Although it may be pleasing, It parades in my mind as an immortal charade I can't take another day, I can't take another day However I'm managing fair enough, from sea to cliff, The forest through the rough The forest through the rough, The forest through the rough The mind is where vexations inter-fuse, An entity discordant, A blank and hollow shell We're born to follow and consume,The battle day approaching they are able to defeat us In a show of mercy, with a benefit of doubts, they'll lie bleeding on the field, as they play the fools I can't take another day, I can't take another day However I'm managing fair enough, from sea to cliff, The forest through the rough, The forest through the rough, The forest through the rough Like a tree that falls, no one to hear, the Earth human-less Draped in it's own pastoral gown Water clear and sparkle on the lake, simply for it's own sake how impressed would God be at the quietness, the emptiness, the loneliness, the nothingness I am old and time has seen it's rage Voices crack become thick while the old mothers grow sad Murdering in silent rage, perhaps true greatness was aborted in the morning While perchance my pleasure, Although it may be pleasing, It parades in my mind as an immoral charade I can't take another day, I can't take another day However I'm managing fair enough, from sea to cliff The forest through the rough, The forest through the rough The forest through the rough, The forest through the rough
3.
Written words of wisdom were sung within these rooms Where minds rose young and bright, from industrial fountains Ceilings falling on the floor, I can't find a reason The shining spinning wheels recite the eulogies of men’s lives Windows of a hollow grid paint is chipped and bitten The wind pushes insistently upon the panes of black frame Waves of refuse, waves of waste, wash over children playing Defined by wire and indigence in schoolyards of their lives What are they seeing, what do we expect to learn What are they feeling, what is the larger concern Thin cold whistle blow upon my face The chilling stillness echo through the rooms of space What are they seeing, what do we expect to learn What are they feeling, what is the larger concern The wind breathes in its neediness, dystopia awash It's been said that cities live, when did this one back slide Abandoned business, empty homes, one abandoned house lead Scar the landscape and the lives, how do cities die Streets that show neglected life, bear the fruit of pity Growing up in waves of waste, survival in the city From the outside looking in, waves of racial prejudice All the lives left behind, disposable of mankind Thin cold whistle blow upon my face The chilling stillness echo through the rooms of space What are they seeing, what do we expect to learn What are they feeling, what is the larger concern
4.
Bleak 06:31
On inward bleak, all is polite, Wayward mind, making its own way Alive it sets forth, On open mind The torn and sorry, I adore By falling asleep you threw away your life Avoiding the answers only you provide; All is gone And the world, will never let you in I am the one you beat into nothing A ghost that moved through you and loved you You are the one, I’ll never forgive A scar that I’ll wear proudly and open And the world, will never let you in
5.
A mental illness of the masses, A disaster with consequence I’m blind inventing what I see, In a sea of anonymity Their all young and bold and mean, destroying themselves on fire Like gasoline burning through paper, Igniting desire Youth is wasted on the young, a simple lyric often sung A hiss, a whistle, blowing past my ears A generations hope destroyed; our honesty divided A Northern song gone Southern wrong, A bullet with her name upon it Extinct? Do you think? It’s too harsh or unpleasant What of the grim or unpalatable? May be jarring your senses Lunatic? Do you think? A single pitch of discordant The overtones that call you home, may be jarring you senseless The bridges all were burned now, And hopefully Our words unplanned are in demand, and truthfully Trials and wins with thicker skins, and sanity The taste and cheer & haste and fear and dignity Extinct? Do you think? It’s too harsh or unpleasant What of the grim or unpalatable? May be jarring your senses Lunatic? Do you think? A single pitch of discordant The overtones that call you home, may be jarring you senseless Extinct? Do you think? It’s too cold and heartbroken What of the weak undesirables? May be draining your senses
6.
Lost p. 1 03:44
Part 1 If I were lost at sea would I have the luxury of drowning, just drowning If it were just me alone lost at sea would I have the luxury of of, drowning Sinking deeper still my thinking getting weaker, lost torn and twisted by The sound of you the guilt of you, the thought that you were even there If I were lost at sea could I have the luxury of drowning, just drowning If it were alone, at home in the sea, would I see death as a luxury The thought of you, the idea of you, The ghosts that haunt me everywhere Now with my soul laid bare, I'll just sink into despair, don't act like you could even care
7.
Lost p. 2 05:44
Part 2 Depression enables empathy, but I can't escape this dark enclosure of my isolation, my hesitation, let it go The air outside my lungs no one, no one here is even breathing It all made sense just for a day, just for one day Time to go, too lucky to forget to be forgotten Time to go, I'm lucky to forget to and be forgotten Knowing nothing was news in my world The sound of the pressure resting above my head With the ringing in my ears don't let this chance go by No upset for the loosing kind, and in old ways and old dreams many died in daily trenches Time to go, too lucky to forget to and be forgotten Time to go, too lucky to forget to and be forgotten Knowing nothing was news in my world I would have liked to see things differently So many stumblings failings multiplied never lived in this moment pinned with guilt I would have liked to see things differently So many stumblings failings multiplied never lived in this moment pinned with guilt Time to go, too lucky to forget to and be forgotten Time to go, too lucky to forget to and be forgotten Knowing nothing was news in my world Knowing nothing was news in my world Knowing nothing, Knowing all, Knowing nothing take the fall Knowing nothing, Knowing all, Play the part and take it all Knowing nothing, Knowing all, Take the pain and fake it all
8.
Lost p. 3 02:06
“Vino pe mal Lasate pe val Bea nectarul marii Uita de toate” (English translation: Come to the shore Come to the wave Drink the nectar of the sea Forget it all) Why should I bother, why should I care
9.
Lost p. 4 02:34
Part 4 Why should I bother, self destruction so simple Guilt is my parent, birthed me in the morning The light hit my eyes without warning I'm alive without life, a lie with no question The sun is unfalsifying and distant, the way it shown down upon this sick scene If you knew the Earth then you were sad, life is heavy and uneven The breadth of disaster over and over, again and again A distant fall and a drop through the floor, A decided agreement a a fallen degree Stretching upward, stretching gaunt, traversing the gap between the lines Higher and hotter this level is smarter, the challenge to the damage of the memory A tree that falls needs nurture With one and one divided its a daunting future
10.
Lost p. 5 04:12
Part 4 I can not escape this dark enclosure... Entombed in the darkness, locked in water, locked in memory I wish my sensory devoid, my head no longer burning in the cleansing cold I can not escape, I can not escape... If I were half a life with only half the time, I'm broken Spoken of the Ill, with a will of its own, A layer of something The upper limits of the liquid, a body far forgiving, to face the end awaken If I were half a lie without familiar ties, unspoken My thinking getting deeper, My strength is growing meeker Allow mans armor, to pull me under The stain of you, the guilt of you, The shame of all I knew Denying you all I promised, Denying her all I promised All thrown away, all thrown away Just let it go this time, Oh let it go this time Let it go don't throw it all away
11.
Shine On 04:19
Headlong into discontent, lives can sometimes lead Peering darkly through the glass, sometimes its hard to see You've got blinders on, Obstructed view All of your empty words can't see me through So I'm leaving it up to you Forever is a long long time to be in a masquerade Shed the skin you've been living in Your confusion soon will fade Shine on, All of your colors changing Shine on, Can I see you, Can I see The real you Constant change of situation, slowly wears you down Futility taking over, security never found you've got blinders on, Obstructed view All of your empty words can't see me through So I'm leaving it up to you Forever is a long long time to be in a masquerade Shed the skin you've been living in Your confusion soon will fade Shine on, All of your colors changing Shine on, Can I see you, Can I see The real you

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Melodic progressive rock with eclectic infusions of world music with experimental yet concise compositions for your listening pleasure.

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released November 1, 2021

Danny Grimm - Vocals
Duane Harvey - Drums, electronics drums, percussion and back up vocals
Andrew Harvey - Bass guitar and Backup vocals
Michael Johnstone - Auxiliary guitar and keyboards
Michael Allen Moore - Guitars, keyboards, mandolin and vocals

Produced an engineered by Michael Allen Moore with assistance by Duane Harvey.
Words and Music by Michael Allen Moore except "Shine On" by Danny Grimm and Jim Linton.
Recorded at Barking Mad Studios in Wyandotte Michigan
Copyright. 2021 Michael Alan Moore and Belling The Tiger

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