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Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app. All the things I cast out to sea reverberated back at me.There I was with the clamoring crowd to hear what has come our way.“If we’re given thoughts and steel how could He not know that we’d build a train?” And we’ll build the thing so fast ‘cause we all want to live before we die.You know we re in for a few reverberations.Get ready for a few reverberations.All the things we cast out to sea reverberated back at me.Forgotten slaves still turning the wheels while we wine and dine on a runaway train.When we get to the end of that line, you know that we’ll feel one heavenly blow.Half of us in ignorant bliss while the other half choose to look away.You know we re in for a few reverberations.Get ready for a few reverberations.In store for a few reverberations. Get ready for a few reverberations.And the people saw their mistake and tried to turn the wheels back round.And the people called to the sky but were left, in short, without a sound.And the hands still holding the wheel with the eyes of a monk and the heart of a clown,Drove straight to the end of that line to find out what new life would be found.Bring it all back, bring it all back to you.Bring it all back, bring it all back, bring it all back to you.It’s two o’clock in the morning,And the demons are soaring,My guitar finds the way back to you.In the depths of confusion,I hear your voice in a vision, Bring it all back, bring it all back, bring it all back to you.Bring it all back, bring it all back, bring it all back to you.what are you doing here, working for the man?what are you doing here, you some sort of prophet?Dont reach too far,Dont reach too high,You better get in line or you’ll lose your mind!Hey you, yeah you!what are you doing here, singing for the poor?what are you doing here, with that guitar in your handDont reach too far,Dont reach too high,You better get in line or you’ll lose your mind!Hey you, yeah you.What am I doing here, what have I become?Hey you, yeah you.Did I reach too far, did i reach too high, I’d better get in line before i lose my mind. You cannot suppress sex. You cannot suppress mankind s fascination, and curiosity for whatever motive in other states of consciousness than the normal. These things are eternally fascinating to human beings and will always be pursued, whether you think its a good thing or whether you think its a bad thing, it makes no difference, it will be done. - Alan WattsTime is ticking away You’ve punched your last ticketLet me show you the way We’ll soar through spaceThe promise of bliss It turns me to stoneYour whispering kissIt brings me back homeI want to tell you how I feel, but I don’t know what to sayEvery time is like a bend, then like smoke it wisps awayTell the world I’ll be okayOh lord, take us awayI wanna tell you how I feel, but I don t know what to sayEvery time it’s like a bend, then like smoke, it wisps awayAnd all the things I had, and all the things i doI was the greatest fool, when I ran away with youNow I m here, all alone.I m here, there s no one home.Caught in the game That the powerful playIt was fun for a while Then you put me on trial.And all the things I had, and all the things i doI was the greatest fool, when I ran away with youNow I m here, all aloneI m here, there s no one homeI m here, where my demons roamI m here, where i belongWhere I belongWhere I belongWhere I belongWhere i belong... My heart beats the rhythm, as the birds chirp their melody.A friend whispers; compose a piece, as the roar of towers dwindles away.A forgotten one offers me her hand, in need of my youthful clutch.I walk away, my conscious still infantile, I walk away with a narrow eye.I play a chord through my finite fingers, it echoes out towards the infinite.A grain of sand, a fleeting laugh, a crevice leaf, her sorrow still brings me to grief.Phosphorent memories blind my sight, I run from gallowed souls, remembering where the forgotten one lays, there amongst the things that live, she stares. The birds chirp like chaotic bombs, the trees suffocating from impure thoughts, I offer my hand to my forgotten friend; indifferent eyes, aged lies, she whispers goodbye. Band MembersAri Silburt - HOT SYNTHJeremy Ghosn -FUZZNick Smith - WAHKarim Shawwa- PHASER Views from the apocalypse; aggressive rock detailing what Earth would be like without humans. 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U.N.I.O.N. by U.N.I.O.N., released 16 October 2015 1. Reverberations 2. Crazy Girl 3. Bring it on Back to You 4. Hey You! Yeah You! 5. Self Indulgence 6. Époque 7. Where I Belong 8. Ashes from Space 9. A Lord&#39;s Poem Ari Silburt - Keyboard, Harmonica, Vocals Jeremy Ghosn - Guitars Smizz - Guitars Karim Shawwa - Drums, Bass, Guitar, Vocals

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