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Round 34 Week 8

by Monday Morning 3AM Music Club

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Footsteps accompany the steel of razor sharp blades Fury, rage, passion lead to bullets, being sprayed They are the takers, the death makers, the means to an end On the hunt for agents of genocide, tyranny and the marked men There will be no mercy, clemency or pity for the men accused They hand down judgments of death, pain and violent abuse Few are spared, only to live to tell the tale As they leave them scarred for life, under the sign of a damned veil They fill the streets with blood to wash away the sin And collect grisly trophies, the severed scalps of men Through fire and flames, they rain hell from above The duties of the grim reaper, fit them, like a glove Some may say that they act, from a savage pride But that's coming from the ones sitting on the wrong side So if they roll into town and you find them, in your way Then it's time to celebrate, the bitter end of your stay
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All at once you are soft around the edge No one will hold the door for you Your vessel seems emptier these days You no longer play the part Still your heart is beating like a drum And you’re naked laying quiet on the floors All at once these ghosts surround your home Bringing silence, ambience and grief Come quick, enlighten Bringing science and grace Awake now, you’re sleeping I’m lying down in my grave We played red light/ green light in the back seat of our car As Children it didn’t mean a thing Now we’re older and our backs are giving out From the years and carelessness of love I’ve chosen not to build a castle I’ve chosen the war These street lights and memories will fade I’m laying down in my grave
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Watching you wave from the shore I don’t know when I’ve loved you more are you waving goodbye or hello I’m feeling the pull from below And I’m lost in a sea of blue No boats come to my rescue I’m lost in a sea of blue The sky above is clear and bright But clouds can still form overnight I didn’t sign on for this trip But the captain goes down with his ship And I’m lost in a sea of blue No boats come to my rescue I’m lost in a sea of blue Just throw me a line or cast a net I’m caught in the tide and I’m getting wet Should I make my way back to land I hope you will hold out your hand And I’m lost in a sea of blue No boats come to my rescue I’m lost in a sea of blue
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Open up a new way of being - see what they’ve come to see Unafraid of what they believe - look at how its set them free They’re not the same as they used to be They shed what they didn’t need Stopped trying to be someone else And now what they've found As the up is down It feels like falling Beholden to what happened in the past Held captive to some grand design Predetermined self-inflicted injury Meant to keep it all in line He was its prisoner He had chosen his cell and found it quite comfortable We embrace the familiar so well Until eyes were opened He never knew It feels like falling I don’t think I could ever go back To the way things once used to be Time moves in just one direction Even if we try to flee Flee from our past and mistakes we made Forgiveness is very hard And the hardest one to forgive Is not somebody else But your own self And yet when you can do it It’s amazing - It feels like falling
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there was a time you made me feel so weak There was a time when I could barely speak I’d never seen a heart so warm and true What was I supposed to do? You sang like angels and you walked with grace How could I ever hope to leave a trace I kept my counsel when the day was done Sank my chances in the evening sun Flow on, old muddy waters To the only sea you ever knew Time flows, opened my eyes Led me straight on back to you you don’t believe me That I’d give you my all Do my eyes deceive me You gonna put up this wall You wanna leave me I Won’t come when you call I promise I can pass that test I’m gonna bring you my best So now the day breaks, and I’ve seen the light We’ve gone to color from the black and white You had your doubts if I was in the game But my intentions are as true as my aim Flow on, old muddy waters To the only sea you ever knew Time flows, opened my eyes Led me straight on back to you you don’t believe me That I’d give you my all Do my eyes deceive me You gonna put up this wall You wanna leave me I Won’t come when you call I promise I can pass that test I’m gonna bring you my best
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Sunday Song Just another Sunday Sitting around with a song I know I just arrived but I really can’t stay too long I wish that I can spend more time But I have to find some words that rhymes Just another Sunday sitting here with a song Just another Sunday Sitting on my window sil Hiding from the world Looking for a space to fill I wish that I can spend more time Out there where the sun it shines Just another Sunday sitting here with a song Sunday song Sunday song takes me where I belong - [ ] Sunday song Sunday song takes me to my home sweet home Just another Sunday Standing out in the cold Looking for a warm place Wish I wore an overcoat Cars passing on the road Better start to hurry home Just another Sunday sitting here with a song Sunday song Sunday song takes me where I belong Sunday song Sunday song takes me to my home sweet home Just another Sunday Sitting around with a song I know I just arrived but I really can’t stay too long I wish that I can spend more time But I have to find some words that rhymes Just another Sunday sitting here with a song
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Come on sugar Let’s get us a room Don’t you worry, baby We’ll be back soon Thank you for coming The pleasure is mine You can stop fussing Ain’t nothin’ to hide Have a seat right here Let’s talk about you Ain’t seen you around You must be new Just take a deep breath We’re just killin’ time The night is still young I’ll open the wine That’s right have a sip It’ll calm your nerves Never mind the crows They’re just stupid birds Heard tell of a man Was a’comin’ my way Real John the Baptist type Washin’ sins away What’s that you say? The Apostle is you? You killed my daddy And Imma bury you too It’s real nice to meet you Salvation is coming You got me I’m new here I’m tired of running Say what you want babe Your sins will be known You’ll tell me your secrets As I release your soul I’ll hear your confession My child, bound and bruised Laid before me, my Lord Her body prime to be used Take into you all transgression The blood of the lamb demands Sacrificing the earthly To enter the promised land Maybe someday When I’m deserving Your Grace to me will extend But for the time being I take it upon me To bring her damn life to an end! Stop your squealin’ Stop your fightin’ This is for your own good Askin’ for it All your whorin’ You girls so Hollywoo… Sweet rain It’s over now You drain With thunderclouds As you float There down deep Leave your hope Wretched dreams
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v1: What a year, what a year it was But hovering near, the Patron Saint of all lost causes All the Saints, and all the blessed lost souls Got no complaints, 'cause one day we might all be made whole ch: Should I be grateful when I'm clearly grieving? Can't turn my eye to the joys that I have been receiving v2: What's that you say? That I should feel contended? We drift away, far away from our resentment We sing our songs and pray for better days What if we're wrong? We've been before, in many ways ch: Should I be grateful when I'm clearly grieving? Can't turn my eye to the joys that I have been receiving ----- And here's one more thing, while we're stuck in this mess You wish it away, but there ain't no reason to forget this br: We sign our names and we're using the same pen Assigning blame ain't right, when you're talkin' 'bout a friend Take time to laugh & sing, 'cause everything will end -- gtr solo -- v1.5: What a year, what a year it was But hovering near, all the Saints & blessed lost souls ch: Should I be grateful when I'm clearly grieving? Can't turn my eye to the joys that I have been receiving ----- And here's one more thing, while we're stuck in this mess You wish it away, but there ain't no reason to forget this

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released November 2, 2021

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