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Rejuvenate System
02:15
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I’ve grown a garden of
Peppers and onions
Ya there’s plenty of things I’ve yet to grow
Apples & oranges
Cherries and lemons
Maybe one day a pineapple patch too
I’d sure love to grow some fruit
All I’ve grown here
I have dumpstered
There’s no point in spending money
When the banks throw it away
A bruise in color
One out of a dozen
It may have never made the shelf
Before this rejuvenate grave
Wonder how the system could change?
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2. |
All These Walls
03:05
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Some rollin’ track
Hidin’ counters that high
With the pigs sittin out in the yard
I can see them flashing lights
Knock knock knock knockin’ away
Daddy’s drunk & nude
Them pigs don’t care Charlie took
My notes and Chrissy’s tooth
Spaghetti never seen this mold
Felt no shattered glass
Three rips from the best of spice
Cuz broke banks move too fast
Had an empty plan
With no settlin down
Among the tile, boil & burn
Was all my check had found
Three more for the doom
Bleeding messy duct
Some Connex, rat room, shack out back
All these walls are an endless rut
Mama, mama! Don’t you say no more!
I ain’t got no need for a key to my door.
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3. |
Wait & See
02:03
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How I’ve been livin?
I ain’t worth much now a days.
Hell, I’ve been givin so many chances —
it seems I’ve thrown them all away.
It’s in your eyes I can see it by the way you look at me.
I no longer wanna be here
but I don’t think I can leave
and say goodbye,
speak my peace.
Say I’m fine,
just wait and see.
How I’ve been feeling —
do you really wanna know?
I’d love to tell you or I could show you
but I bet you’d rather smoke.
Have the fire burn and crackle
up against your lips again.
While I’m shaking as I shiver
just like all my youth was spent,
sayin goodbye,
speaking my peace.
Say I’m fine,
just wait and see.
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4. |
Doing My Thing
01:16
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Once I’m long gone on down my road
I’ll be sleeping in a bush
with the Florida cold
It’s a high five babe
Yeah it’s time to leave
The suns at our back in this southern heat
I been doin my thang doin doin my thang
It’s embalming fluid & it’s dumpster rot
It’s today or tomorrow, hell soon if not
That blast beat bang & punk show slam
Best screaming ass folk on a baby grand
Escaping the trap of capitalism
I pray, beg and plea
For by love I am smitten
Trans youth to the front
& these pigs on a rope
My stage is your flame
& I’ma laugh at ya joke
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5. |
Dead & Gone
03:11
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When I fall they pick me up
When I’m drowning they pull me ashore
When I’m down on my luck
Every bit of my hope is lost
They pick up the slack
They put in the work
Now I’d bet it all that they’re dead & gone
Dead & gone, dead & gone
I’d bet they’re dead & gone
When I’m broke they pay my way
When this world is mean they mean well
There’s nowhere to go even if there was,
I ain’t got no way to get there;
They try & help.
I’m a starving twig, they comp my meal
I ain’t smiled in weeks, they pull my leg
I’ve seen it all, been everywhere
This life seems nothing more than my grave they help me dig
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6. |
Dead End Road
02:41
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Had my nails against an old chalkboard
On this lonesome dead end road
With no where to go
Broke my neck against my own free will
On this lonesome dead end road
With no where to go
My pocketknife against my mason jar
On this lonesome dead end road
With no where to go
Had nothing but my stomp & voice against
This lonesome dead end road
With no where to go
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7. |
Chance To Say Goodbye
03:07
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Ain’t a hair that I’ve forgotten
Of that tripped out shaggy carpet
When I’m lying down at night against the tile
I used to be a dreamer
Oh, it’s sad but I remember
Every days another chance to say goodbye
These walls are paper thin
So I’m whisperin’ again
Telling truths about myself & how I’ve lied
By morning there’s no future
There’s no reason for this suture
Just an open wound & a chance to say goodbye
Any troubadour can tell ya
A hard case does ya better
Than any single and any breakfast you can buy
Any lakeshore home, any college dorm
Why don’t you please pick up your phone
Give me one last chance to say goodbye
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8. |
Campbell Knows
02:26
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Way down in woodbine Georgia
She laid him in his grave
Miserably tried & tired
Bo’s & corporate bums the same
Campbell knows too well
Beneath the bridge, in the muddy low
Her trestle ran long the dock
With peaceful hope for a poor man’s soul
She’ll cry across the whole damn marsh
Campbell knows too well
sell me a tale of a ticket you'd buy
as if you'd always pay her fare
while you sing your song won't you tell your truth
your death is her breath of fresh air
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9. |
Living The Dream
04:26
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You may not ever find me lyin here again
cause I know how low I go
& I know how high I get.
Ya may not’ve wanted to remember
days like these.
I ain’t go a penny to my name
but I keep tricks up my sleeve.
You may not like it
but I have seen so much less.
A bloody bruise, a chaliced soup,
that damn disease took both his legs.
You may not have thought
that you would want to go this way.
I said it too & look at me —
I’ve wasted every day.
You may see me carryin’ on,
down any drag.
Where I strum & yell,
where I stomp and crash.
You may have found my blues
to keep a clearer sky.
I got an angel too;
for the by & by.
I’m telling the truth…
I ain’t ever knew
any place that I would go to sleep.
I just kept singing along,
I just kept playing the song;
I kept living the dream.
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10. |
Too Scared To Cry
02:34
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I run I hide
I go with no goodbye
I shave off my prints
Practice my name, "Ifore Gets"
I scream, I yell,
I break, embodying hell
My demons they call
I remember meeting them all
That’s when I’m scared, too scared to cry
Walls move, bones crick
Sounding crowd, all my Joints cringe
I shake till they stop
Feelin heat from hells flame
Like a noose and it’s knot
Try & smile, think of her
The grit on my flesh in the morn
Find signs of life
See change in the frame, thus we all die
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11. |
Leaving Again
05:27
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I’m leavin again - tomorrow I’m gone.
Throwin this all away. Try & get outta town.
Hope & pray to God I make it count.
Spend my last buck on a 40oz.
I’m leavin again with my banjo & a cot.
I know it ain’t much but baby it’s all I want.
Throw away the life I’ve lived, cherish what moments I’ve got.
Drown it all away so I don’t have to live with my thoughts.
I’m leavin again - I ain’t sayin goodbye.
I never close that door, no not till the day that I die.
Burn this job, waste this love just try & keep gettin by.
Wounds don’t heal, the pain I feel caused by giving it time.
I’m leaving again I hope you do too.
Never look back, never unpack, never say that you’re through.
Hope & pray to God that you’ve paid your dues.
Spendin ya last buck on a bottle of booze.
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12. |
Spent It On Dying
03:43
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Down to my last red cent
I’d be willing to have spent it on dying
Burning both ends
Outta luck again
Clinch my fist
till the pain sets in
Been spinning my wheels
Till im down in my feels
& the booze don’t help
So maybe losing me will
I’ve failed you dear
Till it’s silence I hear
Reminiscing the years
I’ve been living in fear
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Joshua Arthur Tison Jacksonville, Florida
singer / songwriter currently in jacksonville, florida • ig : @joshuaarthurtisonmusic
owlcreektapes.bandcamp.com
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