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What's the kind of thing that I would sing if I had to sing something?
What's the kind of notes that I would play?
What's the kind of thing that I would say if I had to say something?
What's the kind of thought that I'd convey?
If I try for a little while then maybe
something semi-worthwhile will tumble out lamely.
What's the kind of thoughts that I would think if I could think something?
What's the kind of thing that comes to mind?
The only things I've got are all these feels I'm constantly feeling.
Yeah, I feel them all the time.
If I give it a little try then maybe
something not horrifying will come.
If I try for a little while then maybe
something semi-worthwhile will tumble out lamely.
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Nature Has Had Enough
03:21
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It snowed a foot. I'm sure you noticed. It really came down.
And last year the fires were nearly on us. What was that about?
We were part of nature a long time ago.
Ate berries and did nature stuff.
At some point we chose to strike out on our own,
but things have gone a little rough.
And so nature has had enough of us. Nature has had enough.
I don't know why we put up such a fuss.
Nature's really had enough.
The politest thing to do would be to go away.
We're taking up a lot of room that could be more giraffidae.
The planet feels a bit untethered. We're mostly on the fence.
It's bad enough to deal with the weather. Now it's also the pestilence.
Again with the pestilence.
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Floating Weightless
03:10
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I am underwater and wondering
if I should ever bother coming back up.
I am in the current, tossed around
like a tea leaf inside of a cup.
I am holding my breath for what feels
like a full trip around a clock.
I am floating weightless and waiting there
for a wave to throw me into the rocks.
I am feeling a peace and such relief
like all the weight has been lifted off me.
I am now accepted, believed and seen.
The only pressure that I feel is the sea.
I am now forgetting everything
that I used to know way up on the shore.
I am floating weightless and knowing this
is the only place I'll be anymore.
I someone tries to come and save me.
If anybody thought they could.
Would I follow them back to the surface?
Yes, I would.
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Figueres To Cadaquez
03:16
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Maybe you've climbed some jagged mountains.
Maybe you've swung from tree to tree
over death-defying landscapes full of beasts who'd be too glad to meet me.
But have you been on the bus from Figueres to Cadaquez?
Wheels on the edge of certain death?
Wondering how much time that I have left?
That's how it feels with you.
Maybe you've bungee jumped in Queenstown
from a ragged parachute.
But oh, just look at me now. I've got daredevils quaking in their boots.
Maybe you've crossed the street in Saigon.
Stepped off the curb for a walk of faith.
And learned to let bygones be bygones and other lessons along the way.
Trying to face our fears is really hard to start (it can be)
When we face our fears it takes a lot of heart (you've got plenty)
When you face your fears I've one thing to impart (here's my story)
When we face our fears, those fears tend to fall apart.
Maybe you've climbed some jagged mountains.
Maybe you've bungee jumped in Queenstown.
Maybe you've crossed the street in Saigon.
Oh, just look how far we've gone.
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Nothing Matters
03:40
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So we find ourselves in this predicament of existence.
Until truth prevails we will stand with the resistance.
And we struggle and we fight at everyone's insistence,
but as it turns out, we mostly can dismiss this.
Cause I know the secret to life.
I know the ultimate answer.
The truth that was not handed down from on high: nothing matters.
We have friends and loves and community around us
that bring meaning to this life whatever way they found us,
but that's meaning we make to pull each other up together
and when we're all gone, not one of us will remember.
Look at a map of the Milky Way.
You can't even point out this planet.
There are more galaxies even farther away.
If you can ascribe meaning, have at it.
In a thousand years no one will understand in.
Since we're here anyway
and these lives are what we make
try to find joy everyday,
but it's true any way that you shake, shake, shake it
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The Wisdom Of Life
03:44
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Our world weary smiles fading all the while in hope our wisdom grows.
The wisdom of life left us alone and wondering why.
And now I know nothing more than I have every known.
And we're a million miles away from home.
About a million miles.
The years flying by: blurrier all the time and never seem to slow.
This mortal timeline is out of control and trying to make me die
having never known anything that I had hoped to know.
And we're a million miles away from home.
About a million miles.
We're far from home.
About a million miles.
But on we go. And on we go.
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I Was Scared
03:26
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I dreamt I couldn't find you.
There was just no sign of you.
I dreamt I couldn't find you and I was scared.
I looked everywhere
through a world that just didn't care.
I dreamt I couldn't find you and I was scared.
Who am I without you?
What am I without you?
What am I gonna do and why?
Then I woke up and saw you.
Mind and body and all of you.
Then I woke up and saw you sleeping there.
I'm always gonna love you.
I'll put no gods above you.
I'm always gonna love you, it's so clear.
I will love you for my whole life.
I will love you for my whole life.
I hope you'll love me.
I'll try to make it easy.
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Like 2 Percent More
03:46
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Imagine a world of harmonious sound,
people making noise with whatever's around.
Not a border in sight. There's only common ground.
How do we get there?
If we cared about each other a little more.
If we cared about each other like two percent more.
If we cared about each other a little more.
If we cared about each other like two percent more we'd see.
That we are all one in the same. The differences all melt away.
That we are all one being. That we're all grown from the same thing.
That we are all one collective mind conscious all at the same time.
That we are all one form of life no matter how we think we arrived.
That we are all one passenger on this earth and we have no reserve.
That we are all one energy in all the different ways that could mean.
That we are all one frightened child
wandering through life the best we can try.
That we are all just human reaching out through the cold to the murky unknown, desperately holding on, not knowing what's going on, what's around the corner, somehow moving forward, hoping maybe someday to make some connection.
Some connection.
And all of this is possible, yeah. It's possible, yeah.
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Ross Beach Portland, Oregon
Ross Beach is a songwriter/producer living in Portland, Oregon. He's a co-founder and former director of the non-profit group PDX Pop Now!, a radio host on KXRY 107.1FM, and he was an early collaborator with the group of musicians later known as the Elephant 6 collective, including being in an early lineup of Neutral Milk Hotel. He has recorded fifteen albums of songs. ... more
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