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Not The End
03:48
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Though we’re standing at the edge,
This is not the end.
We’re moving closer to oblivion each day.
The wasteland hasn’t stopped wasting away.
Nothing, I suppose,
Is what comes next.
A void or ashes.
So much riding on this bet.
Though we’re standing at the edge,
This is not the end.
Though we’re standing at the edge,
This is not the end.
Plastic bottles, empty pill vials,
Broken chairs littered everywhere.
Shattered TVs, rotting pieces
Of what looks like our bed.
Could this scene be all that we leave?
Place your bet.
Though we’re standing at the edge,
This is not the end.
Though we’re standing at the edge,
This is not the end.
No, this is not the end.
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Canyon
04:50
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It's been four years since you've gone
Away on the wind
And I was lost
We both had that dream
I'm still chasing mine
I didn't see it coming
When you ran out of time
Man that was some kind of blues
Sometimes I hear you in the night
If you're here, be part of this
Through my eyes
If you're here, sing now
You were born to be on stage
And people don't know
What they're missing these days
If I ever make it to the big red stones
Under the Denver moon
Make your presence known
Sometimes I hear you in the night
If you're here, be part of this
Through my eyes
If you're here, sing now
If you're here, be part of this
Through my eyes
If you're here, sing now
Ain't it some kind of blues
Ain't it some kind of blues
Ain't it some kind of blues
Ain't it some blues
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I’m barely awake
Saw something on my phone and it made me worry
All I do is think of you
I’m wasting away out here
I’m on my way home ‘cause I need it
Keep the tongues behind the walls
So it’s true that words can hurt you
Especially the ones that I mutter to myself
It’s where you go when hope deserts you
Burn a million miles of low road just running from myself
You’re barely awake
Saw you on your phone and it made me worry
All I do is think of you
You’re wasting away out there
Please make your way back home to me
Keep the tongues behind the walls
So it’s true that words can hurt you
Especially the ones that you mutter to yourself
It’s where you go when hope deserts you
Burn a million miles of low road just running from yourself
So it’s true that words can hurt you
Especially the ones that I mutter to myself
It’s where you go when hope deserts you
Burn a million miles of low road just running from myself
Burn a million miles of low road just running from myself
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Push Back
04:05
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I see your voice, it’s crept under my skin
I let you in
Wounds begin healing, but first remains the choice
Let’s begin
Let’s start using our heads
Let’s start using our hands
Let’s using our hearts
Let’s using our hearts so it all ends here
Woke and standing by
I’m needed for when it all collides
So I ain’t leaving
It’s time to choose a side because we ain’t coming back
Mercy multiply because we ain’t coming back
Push back
How do you deal today living with the fear
Of being deleted?
I feel their names running through my veins
I hold and repeat them
We’re leaving nothing unsaid
We’re leaving nothing unsaid
Why aren't you using your heads?
Why aren't you using your heads so it all ends here?
Woke and standing by
I’m needed for when it all collides
So I ain’t leaving
It’s time to choose a side because we ain’t coming back
Mercy multiply because we ain’t coming back
Push back
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5. |
Holy Shit
03:59
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Holy shit
Look at this mess we're in
These old men and their money
Laying waste to everything
Mother, what have they done to you?
How do they not see the damage they cannot undo?
Breaking point
We’ll flood the streets tonight
Voices rise above us
Until the beacons light
Lovers, what are we going to do?
Hold strong beside the fire
Burn bright, burn true
Someday we'll sing about something else
Someday we'll sing about something else
We can't sing about something else
Until we all can sing about something else
Burn bright, rising together
This night won’t last forever
Someday we will all sing about something else
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6. |
Wait No More
02:28
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Are We Alright?
02:55
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Are we alright?
Are we alright?
I just wanted to write you this to tell you we’ll be fine.
I just wanted to write you this and remind you that you’re mine.
You and me, we’ll push through this and reach the other side.
The sea is big, the sky is high, the future is open wide.
Are we alright?
Oh, won’t you tell me.
Are we alright?
Oh, won’t you tell me.
Are we alright?
Oh, won’t you tell me.
You are not where you’re supposed to be.
All the more reason to keep looking.
Keep your head positive.
Discover like you’re a kid.
Are we alright?
Oh, won’t you tell me.
Are we alright?
Oh, won’t you tell me.
Are we alright?
Oh, won’t you tell me.
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8. |
I.F.H.
04:28
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I hate when I break the yolk
I hate when I break the yolk
The day's so young that I can’t take a joke
I woke up care free, now I’m so angry
I fuckin’ hate when I break the yolk
I hate to ride on a crowded train
I hate to ride on a crowded train
Don’t look to me as if I’m the cause of all your pain
I gotta get to work, too, the same as you do
I fuckin’ hate to ride on a crowded train
I hate the fees when I overdraft
I hate the fees when I overdraft
It’s like being tossed a weight when I could use a raft
Things ain't going my way, but I’ll get there some day
I fuckin’ hate the fees when I overdraft
I hate the films where they kill the dog
I hate the films where they kill the dog
It’s just a cheap shot to revive a dying plot
And I’ll fight you, you know I’m right, too
I fuckin’ hate the films where they kill the dog
I hate the words of an orange man
I hate the words of an orange man
A lit cigarette thrown carelessly by a sea of gasoline
It gives those the right who look like my wife to
To fuckin’ hate the words of an orange man
I hate that the good ones have to go
I hate that the good ones have to go
Though the night is long, I promise I’ll be strong
Still it hurts to walk through this life without you
I fuckin’ hate that the good ones have to go
I hate when I break the yolk.
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9. |
Empty Sea (Reprise)
03:33
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I walked beneath the ladder
And found the mountainside
In the end one view would be better
One was a safer climb
For every mile marker
Every roll of the dice
For the distance
The suspended dust
The faithful battle cries
I stand at the edge and howl and scream
Give everything I've got
To an empty sea
Hard to say how much further to the peak
But the wind is fierce
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to breathe
Maybe I can't do this
Maybe I can't do this alone
These dreams are not my master
They're just my ticket home
The mountain waits for nothing
It will not come to you
But every time you look up
Something stirs within your sleeping truth
I stand at the edge and howl and scream
Give everything I've got
To an empty sea
Hard to say how much further to the peak
But the wind is fierce
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to breathe
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10. |
Can't Do This Alone
03:25
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Maybe I can't do this alone
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TEOA (The End of America) Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
TEOA (The End of America) is Brendon Thomas, James Downes & Trevor Leonard: a band of friends who met on the road and found a kindred spirit in one another. TEOA’s sound weaves three distinct lead vocals into captivating harmonies over a solid foundation of folk, rock and Americana. New album NIGHT IS ALIVE was named “Best Alt Country Album of 2021” by No Depression. ... more
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