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Life in Reality
03:44
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You’ve seen the movies where life looks different
And you feel the anger with what you’ve been given
I know that the view looks better from the outside
But you don’t need that life to feel alive
Hope stings when you can’t remember the songs that you sang
And the fear comes to remind you those songs are not coming back
I see something better, more beautiful than this
When you live the life that you’re living, the person you were meant to be
Here’s the opportunity you’ve waited for
But you can’t see it, you won’t believe it
Your thoughts will turn a garden to a prison cell
Live your life in reality, for this you’ve been set free
Each day there’s an option that you can ignore
Will you lock yourself in? Will you open the door?
You won’t be content if you always looking for more
Cause if life was where you thought it should be,
It would be a matter of time before you tried to get free again
Everything new becomes old after time
Now’s the opportunity I’ve waited for
But I could not see it; I would not believe it
My thoughts built up a prison from my hopes and dreams
Till I let it all go, lived my life in reality
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Mr. Gimmick
05:04
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At meal or at rest, he's not really there
He lives in messages that float in the air
Like a house cat jumping for a dangling string,
He doesn't notice what's really happening
Shout louder than the buzz on the blinding screen
Sing a better song than those on radio waves
Teach them all a chorus that they'll hate to hear
(This will make the difference)//
Smash the machine that keeps them stuck in their ways
Rip out the battery that deafens their ears
Tear down the house that won't let them escape cause
This will make the difference
Ear shells blast a comforting phrase
As she turns on "the family" at five o'clock each day
All thoughts imprisoned by a pixel on a screen,
Her emotions programmed by a broadcast machine
You and I, we must be the difference
This right here is the simplest way
You and I
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Stay the Same
03:27
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As I’m overcome with thoughts, it’s not alarming
I see a carrot dangling on a transparent string
And the cause comes in much later
When the things I know aren’t me are things I do
Tapes replaying still, I’m disbelieving
When the memories that I see don’t resemble me
I point my finger at the problem
Yet I know on who the blame will come to be
Will I be surprised when I find truth in these lies-
The ones that say, “Left alone, this will turn out right?”
Will my conscience believe that there is hope left for me?
That all this will be put behind me finally?
Cause there’s a price to be paid for living this way
You’ll feel it creeping up beside you every day
It took a phone call from home and five months spent alone
To remind me of what I knew I’d finally say:
If I don't change, this will always stay the same.
If I don’t change, this will always stay the same
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18 Years
06:37
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Oh when my heart started beating,
I’d wait 18 years before I’d meet you
I knew that this was different
Cause with every new beginning comes a brand new start
When I looked at you, I introduced myself and smiled
That first summer, I kept you on a steady watch,
Your grip upon my heart like a pianist’s touch. That music spoke to me
Oh I believe in you
Add that to the reasons that my family knew you would always be with me
When I look at you, I can’t believe it
It was worth it all, everything we went through
There is no one else I’d rather be with
I always will remember the story
How I found you and saw what was important
Now whatever comes I know that we can take it
Spend every day making sure that I say it
In the next five years, we overcame the doubts
You painted my car before my mother left. You were always family
And every phone call, road trip, and city walk
Reminded me that love is worth fighting for. You continue to show me how
Oh I’d ride down Lakeshore Drive
It was my brother and I out on the Granville Line
You were always what I’ve always wanted
And May couldn’t come to soon
But my love wouldn’t be complete till next Summer’s June.
I will always love you
Oh but a sorry thought said,
“The grass is always greener on my neighbor’s plot…”
I was crying in Chicago
I thought of all the things I’d lost and of my family
There was nothing left that night in Tehachapi but open space
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5. |
The Giant Machine
03:16
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A fleeting thought
Seeds to an enormous height
As you compare your lot to theirs
When money seems like complete safety
And the Jones’ house just gets bigger and bigger
It’s the thrill of the American dream
Open your eyes, watch the diamonds gleam
It’s Nick Carraway’s legacy
A mass marketed corporate regime
In a somber mood
You hear a curse ring through-
“Nothing that’s gold can stay”
But with a loyalty that will wait and see
You hold on and on. You hold on
It’s the thrill of the American dream
That hides all of your greed and conceit
Behind a mask of hard working esteem
You’re becoming who you never thought you would be
It's yourself above your family
I know the things your mind likes to scheme
But what you have is not what you need
In this suicidal drive to succeed
Oh the thrill of the American dream
You can’t move when you’re stuck on a string
Held by a gear on this giant machine
Fueled by kick drums and flashing TV’s
You can fool them but you’re not fooling me
That’s the scam of the American dream
That these things could somehow give you release
From the guilt and shame of what you’re doing
A green light on a shore you can’t reach
That's the thrill of the American dream.
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Kyle Disterheft Chicago, Illinois
I'm Kyle, a husband, father, businessman, and musician from Chicago, IL. Over the past decade, I've written songs in any free moments I can find. I used to think that anything less than a full-time career in music meant that I failed in pursuing my love of music. I don't think that any more, and I hope these part-time songs share a message of hope and love to you. ... more
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