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We all want to make away with death,
Tip one’s hand, or heave a fuller breath.
When we’re at the final ridge of time,
And don’t know what stands beyond.
So I’ll prep my sail to journey out the reef,
Breakaway the world’s hold, meet an embrace of relief.
All people’s troubles lie on the bay,
With them, they’ll never know what’s ways from shore.
But there, between the devil and his deep blue sea!
I’m granted to take up a risk to live stouthearted.
Sunshine there is too high, won’t take her light and flee!
And I’ll find comfort in the unknown,
And the thought of being all alone.
I, for a brief minute,
Adhered to their loud crowd of worry.
A moment so, I stood on the dock,
Smoked and watched the grey gulls flock.
But these tired waves sure called my name,
And their sirens sure dressed up in my frame.
As if I pulled the trigger just to hear the fire,
I made the swiftest move to aweigh anchor and go.
Cause there, between the devil and his deep blue sea!
I’m granted to take up a risk to live stouthearted.
Sunshine there is too high, won’t take her light and flee!
And I’ll find comfort in the unknown,
And the thought of being all alone.
Courage is gut sailing towards something not a guarantee, no!
Coming right from a land where evil is living bravely…
But all is cast aside, I’m not what once made me, oh!
For I found comfort in the unknown,
And the thought of being all alone-
There’s a sense of peace in what’s unknown,
And the thought of being all alone!
Oh, oh!
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2. |
One Last Time
04:38
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Man lays low under his grave,
Unafraid, he was a pity to save.
You wish to know things,
While the moon wouldn’t die.
Pillars of smoke in the sky,
Risk limits like you and I!
When all alone, you’re so easy to confuse,
No, I wouldn’t fuse, fuse pity with truth.
All will thaw away, even when looking back at before -
Cause I know that truth costs,
But lies cost more!
Hey, let’s live it out one last time!
Hey, we’ll make all this our best climb!
City girl, there’s none to love in this angered crime,
So what’s yours is mine!
Hey, let’s live it out one more time!
One last time…
Clear your eyes since your heart is a gun,
Gotta face the sun, be brave, and dare not to run.
Sometimes you just can’t hold someone back!
Dreams do burn,
And in life, there’s a lack!
Except the pain, but try to lift up your heft,
We love this game till there are no folks left.
But if you bury the past, make sure you bury it deep -
Most of the darkness just won’t let you sleep.
Hey, let’s live it out one last time!
Hey, we’ll make all this our best climb!
City girl, there’s none to love in this angered crime,
So what’s yours is mine!
Hey, let’s live it out one more time!
One last time…
Time!
Time!
One last time!
Time…
Hey, let’s live it out one more time,
Hey, we’ll make all this our best climb...
City girl, there’s none to love in this angered crime,
So what’s yours is mine!
Hey, let’s live it out one more time!
One last time!
One last time!
One last time!
One last time!
One last time…
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3. |
I Will Be Home
03:30
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I will be home, hallelujah!
Where it's not so bittersweet.
Where the dawn rushes through ya’,
Boy, it harbors me!
Back at the house -
The grass is greener!
Within the gates of my own mind -
I never struggle to see clearer,
What myself and I got by our side!
And I see that we all grow strange,
Read into life to learn that its silly troubles never age.
So while people turn up the noise when they're blue,
I’ll muffle the crowd on the way back to you.
I will be home, hallelujah!
Where it's not so bittersweet.
Where the dawn rushes through ya’,
Boy, it harbors me!
Back at the house -
The grass is greener!
Within the gates of my own mind -
I never struggle to see clearer,
What you and I got by our side!
I’m almost home, hallelujah!
Where people walk in a different frame.
Where no one kisses up to nobody!
Where the game has ended,
And time rests the same!
Back at the house,
No one’s quite meaner -
As the daring sunset herself!
Where the days are worth waking up to,
You get time for yourself!
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Forthcoming
04:45
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Low spirits led my friend down a lane,
One I told him not to cross.
He’s chasing faces that call his name,
But ghosts won’t rid him of his loss.
His smile dwindles like an early light,
Don’t know what’s gotten him so wrong.
Devils are pulling on his leg at night,
Singing their new tune, off-key song.
He dances with some stars at night,
He waves at angels in the rain.
He says they tell him to get it over with,
It’s hard to explain to him that he isn’t sane.
His smile dwindles like an early light,
Don’t know what’s gotten him so low.
There is no clear answer that is right in sight,
Till I heard a cry raise from down below:
“Forthcoming!
A linked light in the offing!
Vice of heaven—
Pendin’ on, and on,
And on!”
Yeah!
I try to look for a sign that’s bright -
in everything in him, that has gone hollow.
He’s dimming slowly, and I can’t stop my fright,
Each day sends him to watch me closely.
He says he’ll help me find peace again,
Said I won’t work no hand at last, but -
I’m not working to heal his grief, no more,
Cause something found me, dark and vast.
Forthcoming!
A linked light in the offing!
Vice of heaven—
Pendin’ on, and on,
And on!
Yeah!
He's sick now, and all for -
A shot with life who beat him down, oh!
Whatever is better, he's far gone!
He’s humming hymns that cut all strings!
Reading rites of his demons!
And he lost all hope.
He’s lost-
All his hope,
Lost his hope.
He cannot cope,
Lost his hope!
As the marble gate to hell whispers:
“Forthcoming...
You're our light in the offing…
Vice of heaven—
Pendin’ strong, and on...
And on…”
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5. |
Mean a Thing
03:04
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Not every day will give you strength,
So not every day you’ll make the distance.
I sometimes hearken to my fears again,
But remind myself to have persistence…
Things go bad when time gets meaner,
And it's with those who go lose heart.
You must hold your own, be a lot keener,
Cause he’s always down to break you!
Within this world, you gotta watch yourself,
Something will always try to halt your tracks.
But that’s just bumps in the road,
And they don’t really mean a thing…
Yeah, they’re all bumps in the road,
No, they don’t really mean a thing…
Not each day will bear good news,
There are days that are sparse in luck.
Life can be a never-ending wheel,
And sometimes within it, you’ll feel stuck…
Things go bad when time gets meaner,
And it's with those who go lose heart.
You must hold your own, be a lot keener,
Cause he’s always down to break you!
Within this world, you gotta watch yourself,
Something will always try to halt your tracks.
But that’s just bumps in the road,
And they don’t really mean a thing…
Yeah, they’re all bumps in the road,
No, they don’t really mean a thing…
Yeah, they’re all bumps in the road,
No, they don’t really mean a thing!
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Margarita Mantis Los Angeles, California
Hello ❤️ I’m Margarita! I’m a solo rock artist from SoCal 🌴
I fully write, compose/produce my own music + am a
binaural/spatial audio mixer!
My music ranges from old-school rock to metal which I blend with a variety of different elements such as orchestral, folk and electronic. Sometimes, I take a detour into genres like dark ambient and soundscapes 😎
Happy listening! 🤘🏻
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