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Fire On The Horizon
05:47
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Searching for pathways through moonlit valleys,
Balance on stepping stones in swirling eddies.
This could be beautiful; this could be treacherous,
Hungry wolves are closing in on us.
It's always been this way – millstone turning endlessly.
Daily bread and daily prayers – daily hope for better days.
Fire on the horizon – embers light the night.
Paralyzed by choosing between fight or flight.
Bright light billboards show lovers kissing,
I should be happy but something's missing.
Commuter train windows frame vacant faces,
Consumer train eating holes in wild places.
It's always been this way – work to live, escape the pain.
Daily bread and daily prayers – daily hope for better days.
Fire on the horizon – embers light the night.
Paralyzed by choosing between fight or flight.
Instrumental
Billions of people make trillions of choices,
No truth is heard in all these voices.
The world is shaped by deeds or inaction,
Weeds overwhelm this untended mansion.
It's always been this way – millstone turning endlessly.
Daily bread and daily prayers – daily hope for better days.
Fire on the horizon – embers light the night.
Paralyzed by choosing between fight or flight.
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2. |
Matter Over Mind
05:21
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There once was a time when the printed word was prime,
Then we watched TV. Matter over mind.
Images everywhere, on our phone, the walls, in the air,
And they're watching me. Matter over mind.
Hey there Big Brother
I'm feeling smothered
I need another kind...
We all want to be in touch with reality,
Then we interface. Matter over mind.
We used to talk two-way, but now we're just texting all day,
At an instant pace. Matter over mind.
I think it's trending
The hits ascending
The never-ending kind...
Spans of attention are shorter anyhow.
Media is the message now.
Mind over matter is too much grist to grind.
They feed us matter over mind.
Oh I wish I knew what mattered,
Oh I wish I knew my mind,
So I could find the answer,
Questioning what is left behind.
The future looks so bright that we wear our shades at night,
But they're Live On-Line. Matter over mind.
Virtual Life is here, we just need the upgraded gear,
And our precious time. Matter over mind.
Is is connection?
Or real rejection?
The misdirection kind.
Spans of attention are shorter anyhow.
Media is the message now.
Mind over matter is too much grist to grind.
They feed us matter over mind.
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3. |
Enslaved
05:01
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Serpents and fire, gold and jade.
All of the pleasures that man has made.
All that you earn is later on paid,
To serpents and fire, and gold and jade.
Chorus:
Like the pull of the moon on tides, my heart is enslaved by this.
Like a dreamer inside a dream, my soul is enslaved by this.
Can the course of our fate be turned? Can we fly with wings unfurled?
Can the fox outsmart the hound? Can the mouse outrun the owl?
Hands and eyes, and touching souls,
Sharing our lives as our dreams get sold.
To bear all that pain; that story's quite old,
Of hands and eyes, and touching souls.
(chorus)
Beyond my ears, and in my heart,
And old sound is piercing me like a dart.
Urging me on to make a new start,
Beyond their eyes, and in my heart.
(chorus)
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4. |
Stop The Pain
04:29
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It comes - It goes - How can I stop it if it ebbs and flows?
It lives - It breathes - How can I kill it when I am on my knees?
It lurks - It sneaks - Trying to fight it turns the days to weeks!
It hits - It soars - Trying to beat it is slamming all the doors!
Stop the pain! Stop the pain! Stop the pain and start the healing.
Stop the pain! Stop the pain! Stop the pain and start the feeling good.
Too many people live with pain and sorrow - What’s up with that?
We all dream that we’ll be free tomorrow - What’s wrong with that?
I run - I hide - How can I trick it when it starts inside?
I smile - I laugh - Trying to mock it when it’s my better half!
Stop the pain! Stop the pain! Stop the pain and start the healing.
Stop the pain! Stop the pain! Stop the pain and start the feeling good.
Too many people live with pain and sorrow - What’s up with that?
We all dream that we’ll be free tomorrow - What’s wrong with that?
Stop the pain! Stop the pain! Stop the pain and start the healing.
Stop the pain! (Before I) go insane! Stop the pain and start the feeling good.
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5. |
Do You Wonder Why
03:18
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I see the world get worse each week,
You can't deny it looks quite bleak,
You've got big men with big guns who justify with double-speak.
Still I keep smiling – Do you wonder why?
I talk to people every day,
You won't believe the things they say,
They've got big mouths and big heads but act like little children at play.
Still I keep smiling – Do you wonder why?
Chorus:
Mother Nature's got an ace up her sleeve,
Surprises that we just can't conceive,
The dinosaurs got no reprieve,
No need to make a fuss – it's all so much bigger than us...
Instrumental
They say that's just the way it goes.
You all could fall like dominoes.
We've got big plans and big deals with propaganda videos.
Still I keep smiling – Do you wonder why?
Chorus ( twice )
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6. |
Fading Light
03:52
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7. |
Outbound
04:06
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A lot of people in this town today.
Wanna take a big long holiday,
Or maybe even move far away from here.
The grass is greener in some other place.
They think they need that for their happy face,
and they really want to win the race this year.
There's no way that staying home is more fun,
until the day you see it lit with new sun,
No preconceptions – an open mind is never done.
Chorus:
Outbound – but don't bring your suitcase down.
'Cuz you won't need a hotel when you travel around your town.
Outbound – but don't buy a new suit or gown.
And you don't need a passport when you travel around
as a tourist in your own home town.
A lot of people say “Well I've done that.
I've been there so I know where it's at.
And I admit I think it's kind of flat, you know.”
But if you look at it with open eyes.
You might get a really cool surprize.
And find yourself newly energized to glow.
There's no high currency exchange rate.
There's no line jammed up at the boarding gate.
No cancellations – you'll never have to wait.
(Chorus)
A lot of people in the world today
visit this town for their holiday,
And when they get here they're just blown away with awe.
So try to see it through a tourist's eyes.
You will discover that you feel likewise,
And find yourself overlooking any flaw.
Toss the maps and books of translation.
Close the apps, forget inoculation.
No Montezuma's Revenge on anyone!
(Chorus)
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8. |
Consequential
03:46
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I want peace for all the world, but I can't get there from here.
I need love from a beautiful girl, but I can't get there from here.
I've given everything I ever had, ever since I was just a little lad,
And though I always fail, and sometimes get mad,
I won't turn the good boy bad.
(Chorus)
Eyes on the prize. I can almost see it; it's near.
No big surprise. I just can't get there from here.
You want peace and love like me, but you can't get there from here.
We need everyone to feel free, but we can't get there from here.
It shouldn't be too much to ask,
With everybody working on the very same task,
So please don't hide yourself behind a mask, or drown in a spirit flask.
(Chorus)
(Instrumental)
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
The door is locked, and the window is barred,
A barbed-wire fence built around your yard,
Keeping you safe, but making exploring hard.
The road is blocked, and there's no u-turn,
The ferry is sunk, and the bridge is burned,
Flights are cancelled, but I am not concerned.
Eyes on the prize. I can almost see it; it's near.
No big surprise. I just can't get there from here.
Eyes on the prize. I can almost see it; it's near.
No big surprise – I believe I'll get there from here.
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10. |
You Say
04:17
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You say you'd do anything for love,
believing it's a gift from above.
But the lonely child inside is afraid of how much love hurts.
You say you're quite happy and content.
Your words make you sound confident.
Self-doubt is your companion. It whispers sweet nothings to your soul.
Chorus:
Our words have become the clothes we wear,
chosen to suit each event.
Black tie or sexy, drab or in vogue,
dressed for the roles we invent.
You say you're intrigued by the news,
expressing your well-reasoned views.
But it's not how you feel. You'd rather watch them all burn in hell.
You say you're a champion of the truth.
Seek solace in a confessional booth.
Your deeds and intentions are simply a search for redemption.
(chorus)
Bridge:
Teachers, and preachers, and bibles,
talk shows, and television idols.
Searching for answers just raises more questions.
These words mean nothing at all.
These words mean nothing at all.
These words mean nothing at all.
You say you'd do anything for love,
believing it's a gift from above.
But somewhere deep inside
memories reside of
how much your true love will cost,
how much your true lover loves,
how much your true love is asking of you.
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11. |
Just Let It Go
03:32
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If you want to be free,
just let it go.
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12. |
That's My Story
04:15
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There have been a few things in my life I regret,
but that's all in the past.
There have been a few more that I'd like to forget,
but the memories last.
They all seemed like the right things to undertake,
so I would do them again.
And I believe I have learned from each mistake,
so I won't make them again.
That's my story.
Live from Purgatory.
It's an allegory
of vain-glory.
There have been a few times in my life I was fooled,
but that's all in the past.
There have been many more when my heart over-ruled,
but the mold was still cast.
I was always so sure that I wouldn't break,
so I would do them again.
And I believe I have learned from each mistake,
so I won't make them again.
That's my story.
Live from Purgatory.
It's an allegory
of vain-glory.
There have been a few friends I held close then let go,
but that's all in the past.
There have been several women who said Yes then No,
but forgiveness is vast.
They are all welcome back for a fresh retake,
yes I would do them again.
And if we've really learned from each mistake,
then we won't make them again.
That's my story.
Live from Purgatory.
It's an allegory
of vain-glory.
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13. |
Parting Song
02:08
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It's time to go, but we want you to know,
We've enjoyed being here for a while.
But when we're gone, remember this parting song,
And go into the world with a smile.
We all learned something new during our time,
Maybe even shifted the paradigm,
Now we can all hold our heads up high...
And say goodbye.
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Dave Kilbank and Paul Bezooyen Nanaimo, British Columbia
Kilbank, former host of CHLY 101.7 FM’s Songwriters Circle radio show, met Bezooyen in 2007 and this productive songwriting
team was born. Kilbank and Bezooyen continue to develop The Hermit’s Music as a label, music publishers, and community of like-minded musicians.
Together they draw from a diverse range of influences including the Alan Parsons Project, Joni Mitchell, CSN and Acoustic Alchemy
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