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Strings EP

by Monsun

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Someone pull the cord that holds together my lungs In a last attempt to seek out these sympathetic fortunes When all we are is left in books for those who come after Mark down the mistakes we made, chapter by chapter Who are we to say that it won't get better? When there's hell on earth and the jet setters hide Will we meet in the center? Or will we collide? Where it all goes, no one knows, no one knows Leave it behind, you'll be searched head to toe Where it all goes, no one knows, no one knows If you choose to forget then it better not show
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Born in the mountains far off from this course Fed off of lies and bathed in remorse It's true that the secrets they hide in the creeks And sink to the bottom where no one can see The singing bird mocks you, advises your victims The pain in your thoughts as it tries to break even And the plants are still here even without a system That tells them what's right and what not to believe in They sway with the breeze on the coldest nights Avoiding the grey coated sky Father won't save you There's not a reason to stand aside Paint your own future Tuned to the rights of an ignorant tribe Live and die, it's all the same Everyone goes and nobody stays Raised in the golden world with ivory towers To forbid the weak and serve all the cowards That cradled their lies like children and wives And time led to pressure and scripts led to power The wild bird follows you and copies all your actions He's off to find a meaning in a world built upon captions Father won't save you There's not a reason to stand aside Paint your own future Tuned to the rights of an ignorant tribe Father won't save you No one cares anymore Paint your own future 'Cause you know the tribe's got control Live and die, it's all the same Everyone goes and nobody stays Live and die, it's all the same Everyone goes to waste
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Left me behind in a broken room With thoughts in my mind that consider you To be what I need and more To find my way out of this place before it buries me I spoke of the truth in my dying days That led me to you in a quiet place And where are you now? You should have stayed And where are you now? You should have stayed Hopeless lies, they get you further than I did And it's no surprise that you took my life before I lived Hopeless lies, it's no surprise Hopeless lies, it's no surprise As I hit the floor it's no mistake to me That I've lost it all and there's no way out As I hit the floor it's no mistake to me That I've lost it all and it's all my fault
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Dreamer's sleep, you’re starting to bore Humour your mind, strike to the floor Hold your breath, you’re going down Raise your tone, hear your sound No, nobody ever sees the light looking for strangers in the dark If fighting the gold rule proves me right then how will I know where you are? How did you find your way out with so many damn persuasions? How did you find your way out? Escape from the strings you were made in. Break away through the gates Nobody is watching you anyways Clean your wounds with soap and water Hide the truth from mothers, sons and daughters

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Tuning in, tuning out.
Words which clash on the notes we've shared.
So you say, is the guitar a dead medium?
The emotional resonance of strings beneath fingers - tangible threads of physicality - suggest some longevity in the hands of a mislead kid.
Sticks beneath palms, poised to drive the hurt of a familiar drum.
The connotation meant but not the words we've spoken.
A voice of reoccurrence, or so you say.
Tuning out again.
Raise your tone, hear your sound.

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released December 28, 2013

Recorded & Produced by the band at Algonquin College Studio
Mixed by Mike Bond
Mastered by Phil Bova
Artwork by Marshall Hunt

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Monsun Ottawa, Ontario

Monsun is a 4-piece rock band from Ottawa, Ontario.

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