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58 Seconds to Reason
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HEARTWORK - [1] - 58 Seconds To Reason
“Every single thought that travels down and spans the distance to your mouth, from your brain, has been deceived by the nature that kills us all. Broken windows and bloodstained sheets, rejecting peace for addict wars. Nourished by the blessings of our past, we continue to pray for more.”
- Furthest From Fame
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HEARTWORK - [2] - I Hope This Finds You Well
“Maybe if it had only been concrete I’d have a fighting chance to scale the sea. Clever you decided on my heavy heart, to chain to me, drag me down with ease, as I sink.
Little did you know it was detached so long ago, it’s nothing more than a window to a sea of blinding light, spanning inches and seconds through scenes of your crimes, well here’s your chance to see inside.
You did more than burn this bridge. You laid each board with the backs of your best friends. I’d rather stay down here with them, I’d rather stay right here with them.
I will never lend a second thought to you again, these scattered pictures may faintly show our scars from that night. Piece together a portrait of the life that you disguised then maybe you will see inside.
The shadows you cast on all of us only hide the smile on my face as I watch you fall. I’ll watch you fall.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Heartwork
03:34
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HEARTWORK - [3] - Heartwork
“I guess I could give some thought to what you said, because it’s starting to all make sense. I’ll dress myself up in your criticism for today just to keep my feet on the ground. If you promise to keep your head below the clouds, this darkness can’t consume us now. I’ve got to find my way.
I dug this shallow grave to house the monuments of my mistakes. If I find myself at the bottom of your doorstep in the freezing rain, let me call your arms my home.
It’s ironic that words left unsaid cut the most, I’m bleeding now, I’ve never felt so cold. Don’t let another moment fade to silence, speak up now. I wish I’d said these words before…
I don’t understand what’s taken hold of me, I must have lost my way back at that fork in the road. When I took the path that I believed would stitch these wounds it drug me further down into my mind and left me there alone. What does it mean to just exist despite each day providing chances that we miss or perhaps simply overlook while we’re over-thinking every step of the way.
Waves crash uncharted shores while we’re alone.”
- Furthest From Fame
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HEARTWORK - [4] - The Misery of Acknowledgement
“Street lights rain down unwanted eyes all around, each hoping time will silence the sounds of sad lonely faces no one cares to relate to. Hypocrisy governs this town with nights spent alone and scattered pills by the phone, another empty bottle soon to be found. Cast out by a nation as grim decorations, held in check by broken promise and doubt. As if their pain goes unknown within a world overgrown with deep regrets now reaching out. But where will you go when there’s no one left to know how far you’ve fallen down?
We let life pass us by every day all too fast. We damn generations to follow our path. Forget everything we once knew that should last. We wish life away.
We scoff at our children who cry out for help, ashamed and forgotten now raising themselves. We feed off corruption and material thrills. We have lost our way.”
- Furthest From Fame
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HEARTWORK - [5] - A Brief History of Revolution
“We all reserve the right to disobey. So step out of line. Don’t embrace discontentment anymore. How can you blame someone else for misfortune that falls your way when it was you all along? Your neglect has set the stage to seal your fate.
When will we wake from this illusion that we aren’t accountable? Turning our backs on the world…as the world ceases to breathe. If God were to sleep, we have become the kinds of things creating nightmares from his dreams along the way.
Tears wet your face withering away the youth we can’t replace. I refuse to accept that we can’t change the paths we take. We weren’t meant to be slaves to an image portrayed by views not our own. Our trust long betrayed. What makes us so different if our hearts beat the same? Who will stand to fight for a life to reclaim?
Tonight I hope I dream that I am alive, free from the consequences of a life that’s passed me by. In the absence of light we will follow the sound. I’ll step in time with my heart. Nothing else matters now.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Firing Squad
01:19
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HEARTWORK - [6] - Firing Squad
“We can not turn back the hands of time. These wheels remain firmly on course. “
- Furthest From Fame
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HEARTWORK - [7] - Blinding Light; Inaudible Sound
“Through the smoke my eyes strain to see. My lungs collapsed yet I still breathe. I hear a faint sound rustling through the leaves. My head aches still to let me know that I’m weak.
Blindfolded we all stand in line failing to utilize what we hold inside. Self reflection just leads to self doubt. When will we learn that our time runs out?
Left for dead there’s no doubt I should be. The sun beats down so unmercifully. My mind races out, my body begs for sleep. Maybe there’s hope if I can get to my feet.
Ghosts of our past will carry us through. They checked each pulse and found life in you.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Innervations
02:56
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HEARTWORK - [8] - Innervations
“We’ve been dressed in black too many times this year. There’s no pair of wings defining angels down here. I’ve been blessed to walk among them all my life, I swear the rest of us will carry on your memory with pride.
I won’t forget a single thing that you taught me without ever knowing you did.
What’s the point in living if you can’t say that you’ve given all you have to give for something or someone that you love? You lived each passing second with the same passion you showed in the very first breath you ever took in this world on your own.
Sometimes it’s hard to understand what’s been lost until the morning comes and familiar faces are gone. It seems like I can’t move on, so I’ll close my eyes, hold these memories inside so I can relive every moment a thousand times tonight.
I still look up to you now, just a little bit further away than I did before.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Leaving
02:29
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HEARTWORK - [9] - Leaving
“Paint your pretty picture and make damn sure it’ll last a thousand words because this is the last time you’re ever going to witness me giving in to you. I’ve seen a new light since I got the chance to remove the knife from my back. I’m making good time without you bringing me down at every turn.
Now we’ll mourn the death of concern. Indifference is born on this drive home as we abandon all that we know. Love is alive, not well. Just to die unimpressed and alone on this drive home.
Your lips pulled the trigger; your eyes did their best to keep me in line. I can see through that hole in your chest and I won’t let you inside. If I ever cross your mind again you know just where I’ll be…dreaming of another life and this is what I’ll see…a time when you respected yourself…and then I’ll let you go.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Monophobia
03:55
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HEARTWORK - [10] - Monophobia
“Here I am still dragging my feet, grasping for something that’s worthwhile in me. I’m searching for the words with which to speak, nothing comes to mind but the failures I breed.
Lately I find the only direction in my life lies beneath the cracks in the pavement of the parking lots I circle at night. Do we all grow older just to let go of everything that we’ve kept inside for so long? Now I’m afraid to close my eyes at night for fear that I’ll be locked inside of my mind. I turned my eyes to the sky. The stars don’t reflect their light. In this darkness I know that I’m not alive.
This is me tying knots in loose ends. This is me giving up and giving in. I’ll watch the sunset alone tonight. I’ll watch the sun set alone tonight.
I can’t do this on my own. I can’t do this alone.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Bowling Pins
03:09
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HEARTWORK - [11] - Bowling Pins
“I’ve been sleeping on couches just trying to make ends meet. I pray this optimism is enough to sustain me. Sometimes you can’t just close your eyes and pretend that you’re home. When home is not a place we can go we’ll live on in the hearts of the friends that we’ve met on this trip, who understand what we’re after. We’re all just trying to find out who we’re supposed to be. And in a strange way it’s comforting just to know that we’re not alone, that the world can be this cold and indifferent to anyone. We’ve all misplaced ourselves.
Just give me something that I can believe in. I want to, I want to believe again. You give me something that I can believe in. I won’t let go of anyone who’s held me up through the worst of this.
It’s getting harder these days to relate to the shit that I say to myself and to anyone who will lend an ear to my too often transparent, positive outlook. Nothing’s as it should be, but I’m getting better now.”
- Furthest From Fame
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Keep Warm Tonight
03:03
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HEARTWORK - [12] - Keep Warm Tonight
“To merely survive is not to live, but to quite simply put to death the hopes and promise of an otherwise unfulfilled life. And I, I’m so fucking sick of waking up to contemplate another day wasted regretting what could have been.
Each brick was placed so carefully by the thoughts inside my head. And these walls stretch on so endlessly; who needs hope when you’ve got regret? I’m so fucking sick of waking up to contemplate all of the changes that I should have made back then.
You were right all along. This really feels like home.
Everyone is just trying to get by. We’re all still waiting for the day everyone can stop clinging to a lie that in time, everything will be okay. This time everything will be okay.”
- Furthest From Fame
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