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Enough!
03:16
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Enough
Get more without it spillin’
Get more without it spillin’
Enough!
A Hero or a villain
Which one of you is willing
Enough?
A door without a building
A thief without a vision
Turning away
Get more without it spillin’
Get more without it spillin’
Enough!
I’ve got a one way ticket out of here, if you wanna go.
There’s no turning back now. Baby, I think you outta know,
That I did the best I could with what I had, and tried to give more.
A charlatan or prophet
Makes sense and then I can’t get
Enough!
A poet or a Pigeon
Which one of you is wishing
Enough?
A liar on a mission
Shot stolen ammunition
Thrown away
Get more without it spillin’
Get more without it spillin’
Enough!
I’ve got a one way ticket out of here, if you wanna go.
There’s no turning back now. Baby, I think you outta know,
That I did the best I could with what I had, and tried to give more.
Get more without it spillin’
Get more without it spillin’
I think it’s time to quit it
I think it’s time to quit it
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2. |
False Hope
04:07
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False Hope
I dreamt that you and I were children, skipping rocks and making castles in the snow.
We had so many things in common. Innocent ideas of the ways we’d grow.
I remember the hidden rooms. The smell of the furniture, the boxes tightly sealed.
Every action in the shadows. In the darkness, darkness is concealed.
I left home to watch the sunset.
A prayer for a morning glow.
Buried deep but not forgotten.
Empty promises and False hope.
If I could meet myself at twenty, I’d punch that motherfucker square in the teeth.
I’d ask him what he thinks he’s doin’? Then help him rediscover every last missing piece.
The hands of omnipresent healers, suture my wounds with golden twine.
Tenderness to treat infection, cleanse what’s rancid, giving me what mine.
I went home to watch the sunset.
Waiting for the morning glow.
Left unspoken and forgotten.
Empty promises and False hope.
If I could meet me as a child. I’d scare the monsters underneath the bed.
I’d lift that kid up on my shoulders and blast off in a rocket ship to where we can’t be misled.
We would stay and watch the sunset.
Basking in the amber glow.
Far away and long forgotten.
Empty promises and False hope.
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3. |
The Weight of Fantasy
06:04
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The Weight of Fantasy
Compression, hidden expression, silent repression,
Wait for the scream.
Momentum, hidden intention, rippled reflection
A smile obscene.
Cryptid, torrid, restricted. Love’s gaze omitted.
Flesh and Bone.
Regression, glistening rejection, a birthright obsession,
Liminal.
A heavy heart keeps pushing me.
The burden of a dream.
A weary soul surrendering,
To the weight of fantasy.
I’m sick, and tired of this! Has grace overlooked me? Tossed to the abyss?
A heavy heart keeps pushing me.
The burden of a dream.
A weary soul surrendering,
To the weight of fantasy.
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4. |
I'm Going to Hell
03:49
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I’m Going to Hell
I thought about job getting put to the test, in a cosmological pissing contest
And I laughed to myself because they forgot who wrote it down.
Another time, another kin, fought behemoth and leviathan,
A lament from the depths of abandonment from another first-born son.
All I ever wanted you to say, is that you see me- Is that you see me.
But I’m going to hell, Hanging on every word
I’m going to hell, with every song I ever heard
I’m going to hell, alongside everyone I love
And I thank god for all he knows and forgive him for what he’s yet to learn.
I thought about the time I spent, devotion, praise and sacraments
A little on stumbling, still paying penance with a millstone ‘round my neck.
Forbidden fruit, the apathy. The knowledge of the treachery.
But weight my heart against the wrath of your eternity
And see I did my very best.
All I ever wanted you to say, is that you see me- do you see me?
Cause I’m going to hell, perfectly impure
I’m going to hell, flawed, blemished, and secure
I’m going to hell, a broken heart prepared to love
And I thank god for what he knows and forgive him for what he’s yet to learn
About what it is to live. To try and fail and lose control, to be tempted and to sin.
But I’m going to hell, Shining like the sun
I’m going to hell, breaking like the dawn
I’m going to hell, an image bearer of true love
And I thank god for all he knows and forgive him
I’m going to hell
I’m going to hell
I’m going to hell
I’m going to hell
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5. |
Decay (What's Left?)
03:50
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Decay (What’s Left?)
What will grow from my decay?
A field of wildflowers, or a desolated plain?
What will haunt my remains?
An echo of compassion, or a shadow of disdain?
Had I known then, what I know now I would have made the same mistakes
I’ll learn each lesson till I bleed- nothing stays the same.
Had I known then, what I know now I would have made the same mistakes
What can I do with what’s left?
Falling from a crooked family tree
Overripe and bruised, terrified of love
In a generation, we’ll all be forgotten,
In a whisper or a glance, the memory is felt.
Had I known then, what I know now I would have made the same mistakes
I’ll learn each lesson till I bleed- nothing stays the same.
Had I known then, what I know now I would have made the same mistakes
What can I do?
I’m not small I’m growing
Not lost, exploring
I’m not weak, just putting down the things that I don’t need
I’m not broke, I’m just healing
I’m not dumb, I’m learning
And I’m not dead, I’m still yearning to make something with what’s left
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The Mountain (parts 1 & 2)
The cracks in my ego have all been exposed
A fractured persona, longing to be whole
The scope of my failure, the squandered youth
Of a sleepless dreamer, without an excuse
Oh the mountain’s unforgiving
I can’t hold on to
Everything that breaks me.
The distorted thinking, of a degenerate soul
Every person that I hurt to feel in control
The voice in my ears, the vision in my eyes
Telling me I’m worthless, redundant, a parasite, deserving demise
Oh the mountain’s unforgiving
I can’t hold on to
Everything that breaks me.
Who am I now? What have I become?
Every piece has been replaced, am I the same person?
Who am I now? What have I become?
Condemned to slither, eating dust? Or a healer reborn?
Who am I now? What have I become?
A breath as it passes? Written in ashes? Or a song to be sung?
Who am I now?
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7. |
So Be It.
03:46
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So Be It.
We were cut short The subtle lies, of wishful thinking.
The final holdouts uprooted, died- a specter speaking.
The cadence of fools confidence White knuckles grasping at the breeze,
All my friends and enemies.
A cradle turned sarcophagus Determined that the will is free,
Against the noise I’ll sing.
If this is what it means to live, So Be It.
If this is all I have to give, receive it.
When all the heights that I ascend
Return to nothing in the end,
If this is what it means to live, So Be It!
Remorse smolders, endless embers,
Deep exhale, embrace, remember
Disappointments, curses, changes,
I will turn it all to gold.
If this is what it means to live, So Be It.
If this is all I have to give, receive it.
When all the heights that I ascend
Return to nothing in the end,
If this is what it means to live, So Be It!
Disappearance, doubt’s desire,
Thwarted by all love inspires.
Authenticity’s reclaiming,
Everything that hurts.
I will hold my hands wide open
And lay down what I should not keep.
And with a lighter load, that is easy to carry,
I will let my worry sleep.
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8. |
Begin Again, Again
03:15
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Begin Again, Again
I’ll stand, I’ll fall, I’ll learn to crawl and I’ll
Begin again, begin again
I'll break, I'll ache, with every new mistake,
I'm listening, I'm listening
A chronic condition in an acute stage
I’ll persevere, I’ll persevere until it ends
Fate, I’ve met your gaze, I’ll decide which direction I will go.
I don’t need to know it all, I’m brave, uncertain, fearful, steady, all at once.
Retrace my steps, forgive my past regrets
and see myself as loveable.
I’ll build, I’ll learn, and when the wolves return,
I’ll feed them all and join in the dance
Shame, hold your tongue. There’s no more room for your story here.
I’m at home listening to the inner chorus, rising up all at once
Singin’
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
All at once!
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
All at once!
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
All at once!
Love, I’m awake. Welcoming each destruction and rebirth.
Sorrow, joy, anger, hope, rise up from the ashes,
A MULTITUDE ALL AT ONCE!
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Fern Roberts Denver, Colorado
Led by singer, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, Joshua Tryan, Fern Roberts’ music weaves together heartfelt lyrics and danceable indie-rock creating a cathartic and engaging listening experience. Fern Roberts' newest release "A Multitude All at Once" is a pensive reflection on depression, spiritual yearning, and the quiet voice hope whispering beneath the noise of modern life. ... more
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