Forever, Never or Whenever Lyrics

HEAVE-HO

downward spiral one and done
hyperbole must weigh a ton
but if i’m being true…

you’re bound to lift me up
trying to drag me down
you’re just a little gift
my feet never touched the ground

it’s all i need or want
to keep from feelin’ too low
if that’s all you’ve got
get ready for the old heave-ho

lawyers, sharks and snakes galore
light the fuse and lock the door
but if i’m being rude…

you’re bound to lift me up
trying to drag me down
you’re just a little gift
my feet never touched the ground

it’s all i need or want
to keep from feelin’ too low
if that’s all you’ve got
get ready for the old heave-ho

over and over

you’re bound to lift me up
trying to drag me down
you’re just a little gift
my feet never touched the ground

it’s all i need or want
to keep from feelin’ too low
if that’s all you’ve got
get ready for the old heave-ho

THE DEVIL’S BARKING UP YOUR TREE

you better leave those thoughts alone
you better pack up your doubts and run
your backwoods superstitions got your tongue
as you hunker in your bunkers clinging guns

better prepare for the doom
better learn to lick your wounds

thoughts & prayers as you’re out of rope
floating through crises that you’ve evoked
well you take and take and take until you choke
it’s hard to see the forest for the smoke

better brace those crushing blows
better learn to eat your woes
the devil’s barking up your tree, who knows?
you’re innocent till proven status quo

when the fires are big and bright
there’ll be some shit eating grins tonight!

[CHORUS]

THE CAUTIONARY TALE OF YEN SID

his mind was a sieve
his heart a sponge
and he took every breath as if close to his death
cause he knew it was bound to come

what can we learn from his deeds?
oh what can we learn from his tome?
at the bottom you’ll find it’s all in your mind
the devils are all your own

don’t forget your world and thoughts are all entwined
don’t expect the worst or the worst is all you’ll find
ruminate and witness glories in your mind
focus on the dream until it comes alive

you can be who you want
you’ve earned the right

when he was a teen
it started simply enough
just one errant thought
became dread, became fraught
and filled up his fears like a flood

he prayed and he prayed
but no answers came
not a drop could he find for his cup
and the gods stood agape with the wind in their capes
while the universe was blowing up

don’t forget your world and thoughts are all entwined
don’t expect the worst or the worst is all you’ll find
ruminate and witness glories in your mind
focus on the dream until it comes alive

you can say what you want
you’ve earned the right

despondent and grieved
he turned abject and withdrawn
if he learned anything
it’s who becomes king?
the pauper, the prince or the pawn?

ultimately he couldn’t believe
it was his hope that he had tossed
and by the end
it was a cough in the wind
a shadow of what he had lost

[CHORUS]

GET ON DOWN

those who seek shall find
rewards among the riddles
and the benefits
benefit mankind

the meek and the blind
stumble through the shadows
of the
the suffering unkind

when will we get whole?
throw your crown on the ground and then get on down
throw your crown on the ground and then get on down

so weak, so unwise
when i tripped so hard i fell i tried
you know i tried

the lows and the highs
spiritually left for dead
i’m not suprised
i almost died

when will we get whole?
throw your crown on the ground and then get on down
throw your crown on the ground and then get on down

somehow all those mysteries
staring right between your eyes
so vague and out of reach
like a treasure from the deep

oh when you try to hold them
they’re just water through your hands
as the words begin to fail
you begin to understand

when will we get whole?
i think we all would love to know

TAP DANCING ON YOUR GRAVE

every action is a choice
louder than words they are your true voice
consider first how you’d behave
knowing they’ll be dancing on your grave

every decision makes a path
go in favor or in wrath
be careful of the road you pave
or they will be dancing on your grave

woah who doesn’t pay a toll?
not a soul, not a soul

stepping lightly, stepping brash
warm their hearts or burn them all to ash
if you’re wicked or you’re saved
still someone will be dancing on your grave

woah who doesn’t pay a toll?
not a soul, not a soul

soul, not a soul
not a soul, not a soul

IMMINENT DEMISE

there’s an ache burning in your chest
the world around you is collapsing and you know you’re next
never would it do, to be written on your tomb:
‘he gave up before the rest’

will we watch it burn?
i’d surely love to be wrong

every single day it’s the same old mess
from the moment you awaken blaring sirens of distress
catapult the truth buried deep inside your roots
or we are all going to die from the stress

will we watch it burn? oh no
will we watch it burn?
i’d surely love to be wrong
i’d surely love to be wrong

alright!

will we ever learn to win?
will we ever love again?
will we appreciate the costs?
will we regret what we have lost?

two three and

i’d surely love to be wrong

37 TRILLION

it never leaves your heart, never leaves your mind
never forget the miracle of life
remember, you’re just a sack of bones
keepin’ one foot deep in the rabbit hole

hey! say you’re a bucket of blood!

taken for granted, sure, but you wear it well
on the average 37 trillion cells
inside, you’re just a holy ghost
held together with DNA and nothing else

oh! say you’re gristle and mud!

my love!

even if i could, what would you have me do?
promise to stop reminding you?
we’re all here of our own accord
doling out the answers as we’re told

yeah! say you’re a bucket of blood!
say you’re a bucket of blood!

my loves!

LIGHT SENTENCE

beheld your breath serene
i felt your gaze morose
and while the clouds form behind gilded eyes
we push away the ones we love the most
ohh

we’d castigate divine
we cried a river or two
but if i could turn those sour grapes into wine
we’d drink until the pain washed through
ohh

they’ve always doubted your trauma
they’re always calling your bluff
no matter the price or the grief or the drama
it was never even close to good enough

[CHORUS]

THE PENDULUM

listen up young soldiers
the real wars are yet to come
they’ve filled your heads up with garbage
and dug in when you were young

your beliefs are the precious battles
where realities are lost or won
in taking on your assumptions
the fighting has just begun

always swinging backwards

they’ve had a long time to simmer and stew
baked so much they became ingrained
an unfortunate residue
congealed inside your brains

some you get from your mother and father
some like scars from trials and pains
just some thoughts you keep telling yourselves
locked around you like old chains

always swinging backwards
every moment you must fight
here or the hereafter

so let me issue this challenge
and we’ll see what you can do
of the thoughts you keep telling yourself
which ones do you choose?

take a look at your expectations
a hard look at what you’ve implied
start directing your train of thoughts
start taking back your life

always swinging backwards
every moment you must fight
here or the hereafter

ANTI-GRAVITY DEPRAVITY

stuck at the base of modern mind
somewhere in the sands of time
a momentary loss
tore a window in your soul
your soul

it’s too far gone on beyond the absurd now
there’s no end in sight to how they lie
literally anything you can imagine up
some huckster is out there peddling because you’ll buy

i’ll just have a nip while drinking
i like fiction fine
tell me all your bullshit stories
and i will tell you mine

putting all your sodden faith in
with every conspiracy nut
you lost credibility when your mouth opened up

i like reason
like i like breathin’
and i’ll take science over treason
i’ll take all the gold

i’m the ancient swamp

all the stars, sun and moons have aligned!
asshole! the meaning is what you’ve defined!

AMBER WAVES OF FEAR

darkness creeps over clouding skies
oh beautiful for the poisoned plains and specious lies
the empire shows its full disgrace from sea to sickened sea
and drowned thy good with hostile, wanton zealotry

who do you believe?
is it just fight or flight?

a waking nightmare

long ago it was simply east and west
now a growing cancer fills an empty chasm between the right and left
oh who to trust? or who to blame? the hawks or doves?
who pushes your all your buttons when push comes to shove?

what is the truth?
when you can’t agree if it’s day or night?

we’re in the twilight
as we fiddle
crashing embers
burn our Rome

the tragedy we could not see
we brought upon ourselves
watching helpless from inside
the endless fire

you can kiss it all goodbye

you better leave your demons behind

kneeling out to pasture
to save us from disaster
praying for an answer
to save us from disaster