1. |
realign
03:46
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an ocean’s length that separates
shores of past disintegrate
treading tradition
to see
if a path clears
a light behind me disappears
gasp of breath in the face of fear
treading tradition
to see a path,
but I can’t see past my hands
drifting aimless with arms outstretched
tangled vines take hold of my neck
can I find a way to a place I can call home?
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2. |
the hands we remove
01:54
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we see them stalking
resentful with lust in their eyes
guilt from their act still on their hands
we intend to survive
call them all by name
then break every chain
nothing is forever
take care of each other
when our world collapses
we will die together
call them by name
burn every cloak so they can be seen
call them by name
look at their hands remember the stains
call them by name
conjure the past then bear the weight
sever the wrists
the hands we remove hold the chains were are trying to break
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3. |
inward vision
02:55
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existence is binding
bound to this flesh
a collection of cultures
to add to this mess
treading tradition
we sink into debt
we pay with our time,
our blood, and our sweat
in the dark of life
it leaves us blind
this is not the time
to close our eyes
embrace your broken body
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4. |
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trapped in my thoughts I’m held
hostage in body I dwell
do you know the feeling
of being divided by
imaginary lines?
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5. |
burden sharing
03:42
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endless pieces lost in ripples
sinking steady taken in wars
the lives that we buried
the children we starve
the shores that we litter
with debt paid in
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6. |
shattered mirror
04:12
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you just say her name
you just feel her pain
tracing separate circles in time
counting the points where we collide
past and present
torn reflection
different paths
same direction
it’s an unforgiving reminder:
nothing takes away
the price we pay
to own our pain.
we own our pain.
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7. |
nước
01:53
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drag yourself out, out from the past
leave it in time, it will outlast
the void that you carry heavy on your back
tracing fingers
along reflections
retracting in shame
you ask yourself
“mày là ai” (who are you?)
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8. |
unseen
02:42
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unseen
isolated
unclean
unfamiliar
unseen
isolated and captive outcast
presence I tried to have
stand alone stand aside
your norms are not mine
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9. |
disinter
04:51
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thorn in my mind
lost will, lost time
grasping nothing
weight keeps crushing
I close my eyes
stranded in time
open them after
I feel the pressure
drop
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10. |
haiyan
04:28
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it’s easy to feel alone in this world
of pieces left behind and built on your parents’ backs.
there’s nothing you can do when you see it crumble
all around you.
we’re here with you.
we’ll stay with you.
we’re still with you.
when your storm passes
we will light your way there.
when your path darkens
we will light your way there.
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jon ruiz
tomm nguyen
josh mendoza
Bay Area jungle-asian punx doing a screamscape
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