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If You Can Find the Meaning in Nothing You Can See the Beauty in Anything

by Feed Me The Forest

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davekillcountysmith
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davekillcountysmith First heard this in a case of mistaken identity. I quickly realised it wasn’t who I was looking for, but I couldn’t stop listening. Proper heavy, this. Great post hardcore. Favorite track: Murals.
Toby Thompson
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Toby Thompson edgy, powerful & pretty. Favorite track: The Heavens That You Seek.
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1.
Murals 04:55
Staring hard into my eyes in the rear view mirror, hands clenching the wheel, though I'm not trying to steer. I'm sure the road that waits is empty. My wheels barely grip the road through the falling snow and the falling snow has ideas of where it wants me to go; this can't end well. Starry eyes, sweaty palms, shaky legs at the site of my reflection in the despair between my death and the rest of my life. I keep trying to start running, but my lungs keep failing me. Blurry vision, a condition, which can only compound dissolution of my morals so I'll try to yell, but my lungs keep failing me. It's hard to tell whether or not I don't want to keep living, or if my lungs are just failing me. I've been caught in the snow, and before I know the cold has pulled a numbness over me like a sheet. Lying in a red mural of myself I muster the will to survive. I keep trying to start running, but my lungs keep failing me.
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There comes a time in everyone’s life where they must choose between wrong and right. For most the disparity is as simple as, "where will I best reside?" Disregarding time, neglecting spatial relativity, it's a selfish existence I lead that's just not fulfilling to me. It's just not fulfilling me. There comes a time in everyone’s life where they must choose between wrong and right. For most the disparity is as simple as, "where will I best reside?" As I observe my peers shirking the world it's difficult to not adopt the same philosophy. It's a selfish existence that we lead taking more and more things we don't need. Pick up your hands and know the work that they will do; understand your impact on others as they understand their impact on you.
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Crippling 04:55
So don't misconstrue this bright blooming tree in front of you. Bearing fruit, nourishing all your needs as you fight against the pressure of the your youth. It's just your future staring back at you. She doesn't need you, but still you will offer reprieve from this tempestuous life she will lead. Guard her while she sleeps, and know it won't bring upon anything. Let go your leaves when she falls; though she lands right on her feet. Now that she's gained her balance be strong in the winds of her temperament. I feel as though the lonely world I'm bound to live in is self-imposed by my own lack of feeling. No, it can't be true that I'm so selfish; that your happiness is only a tool to stir me into feeling human too. This won't do: the way my emotions are swaying as you tumble through the motions of your days. It's the way you're displayed so vulnerably, and now it seems I've misplaced my objectivity as I can clearly see that you do not me. Yet, I still offer you reprieve from this tempestuous life that you lead. You're displayed so vulnerably, and now it seems I've misplaced my objectivity as I can clearly see.
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Instrumental
5.
For all the sleepless nights and all the endless days I just can’t wait. I may as well have paid for it, and let my veins take all the pain from it. I’ve never wrote a note that didn’t have a purpose, never sketched a word that didn’t deserve it. I’ve never made a promise of lyrical stature that I couldn’t keep. My writings getting faster and faster. My fingers are crumbling away at this disaster on a fret board, from my vocal chords. The dusts of my fingers are compiling and deriving from my inspiration’s to take form as a creation of pure love and hate and it’s come take my shame away. Thanks to the times when I wished I was blind, and thanks to the moments where it took time to realize that yea, this is really happening. Never forget how this wasn’t easy, always forgive the ones who wouldn’t let it be. I’ve never met a friend who didn’t leave a dent on me. I’ve never wrote a note that didn’t have a purpose, never sketched a word that didn’t deserve it. I may as well have paid for this, and let my veins take all the pain from it.
6.
You stretch the seas in front of me; you purse your lips awkwardly and say, "this could all be yours one day." You have to stand more comfortably to assume such a position of irony to say, "set your goals high and never lose your faith." The fields are sprawled out endlessly coupling with the sea. Performing an enchanting melody with the sky. By the way things look here, this is where I chose to die. To be buried for the rest of my spiritual life. So you can keep your heaven I'll live comfortably in hell. Knowing that I made it through my selfless life with the morals I wrote myself. So who's to say what makes living in "good faith". I'm sure there's a lot more to grace then simply having faith. I know many men who would die for rather then sit down and pray for us, and what then? What of them? I know many men who have slaved away all at their expense they gave away so many days to those with less, and what then? What of them? My faith is in them; humanity isn't dead. It's just on leave to clear its weary head of all the lurid dread we cause as men. I'll still come through for you, and I guess hell will just have to do.
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There was a man way back when I had no guts, no spine in my back. There was a time when I had no cares. When it seemed as though these blurs were only fears. There was a man that would cross the street with worries of dying; this man is no longer me. Though still a boy my slate is clean Time isn't yet an object to me. I'm still waiting building up everything until I stand up and shout out all my desires, my flaws, my intentions, my calls, my findings, my lusts, all my thoughts are disgust, my hates, my passions, my thoughts are all scars, my fears, my dreads, my knacks, my habits, my addictions, predictions, my dramatics, it's a terrible condition in which I'm found, over analyzing all the key parts of my life, ultimately compromising happiness if there was ever a chance. If you have no spine, you have no chance.
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From the field he would rise to wash his hands of the blood he stole from another man. To take a life is much more simple written down. With it does not come the heavens that you seek. With it does not come the salvation that you need. Your chest isn't shaking with the tumultuous tremors caused by the hammer you grasp. You have no one fighting back with the entirety of his frightened being. Staring back at you can you hear them scream: "Hallelujah, I am free?" Distance yourself from the hatred, the seeds of greed, of lust, of envy. Hold a higher regard for moral value: sheer empathy.
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I can’t picture life under such circumstances. The clouds are rolling back revealing subtle touches of other planets. The grass behind me neck is real; the ants crawling under my heels oh they reveal the secrets to everything. Nihilistic for the sake of realism; pessimistic for the sake of my sanity. No reason is reason enough. Simplicity can be the most complex of tasks. Humility is inherent and subconscious. Desperately suppressed by ignorant men. If you can see the meaning in nothing, you can find the beauty in anything. One day we will transcend to bones and moss.
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Souvenirs 03:46
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released September 8, 2013

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