Stray Dog

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04:22
When I was young This isn't a joke a fortuneteller told me I will always be alone. You will find power in it like the wretched of the earth No way to get around it Straight arrow from your birth But now i'm finally older and I know that it's a lie There's no power without numbers get on out and occupy! from the cradle to the graveyard Like stray dogs in the heat If we took care of each other A black cat would take the street From the cradle to the graveyard It's a choice we have to make We either care about each other Or we give away our fate.
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02:49
Forgive me for this transgression but this is a sin I did not create your take on life is as short-sighted as I wish my take on fate. While we struggled with a future you dove into the abyss of youth and love and persecution there was nothing you would miss A little death can cut through so much effort and through regret Wilting embers signaled treason you had thought of time as set There are rarely enough reasons why you and I should ever meet there were always better prisons than to accept defeat.
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02:24
For 25 years we've been fighting endless wars against a future that is never gonna come that is never gonna let you see your children crawling out of the sand and bleeding in the sun for a future they were promised that they needed understand my friends are missing and one among them missing children, goodness gracious, so i have to know how does it feel to have so little and fight so hard to keep us down? for 25 years you've been counting down the days to the hour that you'll find your freedom well it's not a threat unless we fight it from the beaches to the slums on the courtyards and the patios of the missing children, freedom is dying to the missing soldiers, freedom is dying and i'm one among them, freedom is dying so i really have to know how does it feel to have so little and fight so hard to keep us down?
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I shoulda bought you more vegetables than I ever did, it's clear arranged into bouquets and drowning promises and fear I shoulda done all the words that I now wanted to hear Before all the vultures tear at us, like i did you dear I shoulda carried your weight though the night when forlorn you left us inside Though I can't make you hold your head up high Understand I'm not a reason They said they needed someone to hang for the fire and you know only death would make them a liar our futures rekindled in a funeral pyre I welcome the burden, the darkness, the ire 'cause i'll be romani, mingled in the oven Though my lips may be empty, please take home these words I still exist in a better suited way I was much too brute for this brute of a world My consciousness spreads in the wings of decay They said they needed someone to hang for the fire and you know only death would make them a liar our futures rekindled in a funeral pyre I welcome the burden, the darkness, the ire 'cause i'll be romani, mingled in the oven
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04:16
What do we do? What do we do now we've survived our youth? We thought we'd burn before we'd crash now we're alone and waiting on cash what do we do? What do we do now we've survived our youth? There's nowhere to run There's nowhere to run but where you're running from The thrill of the hunt, the depth of unknown The magic of change has left you buried in scorn There's nowhere to run There's nowhere to run but where you're running from We were for a while Where for a while a thing worth fighting for We thought we'd leave before the end We knew full well how to pretend We where for a while We where for a while a thing worth fighting for.
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03:31
There's a great stillness waiting Right across the door Once we've done all our suffering Great nothingness that's in store I sort of hoped you'd be waiting for me Hidden under the stones But I may beat you to the punch-line Mingle my ashes and bones There's a great quiet outside my window Where there's snow falling and fast I never thought it could snow in October Or that I was done with my past I sort of hoped we would've gotten somewhere Lost in a blanket of stars Now the street's bled and we are not there to mend and retrace the scars If there were ever good intentions Behind the masks and the pains Our resolve and failure served To strengthen the shackles and chains I sort of hoped we'd have gotten somewhere Before being made to part May our wasted time be the inspiration That forced compassion to start
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I saw with my own eyes the Sibyl of Cumae hanging in a jar, and when the boys said to her, "Sibyl, what do you want?" she replied "I want to die."
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Something a little different. About Autumn 2011. For OWS.

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released November 11, 2011

Alejandro Castano.

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