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Before The End

by Fragile Things

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1.
Just Listen 02:24
Dear friend, if you can't remember, listen. You fell in love in 1994 with revolution sounds. But in between these walls the screams are louder than the memories you store. Do you remember that board on the shore? We're strong enough to be the glue that holds the world together. Can you just bring me something that never ends in storms and tears? I'm wide awake, and I'm still bleeding. Can you just bring me something to never rust and fade away? Now my lungs ache, but I'm still breathing. The hope you found at the border now hides in the corner. Every promise made has rotten to the core. Wheels are coming to a halt. The train is carrying those memories no more. You won't remember that board on the shore. We're strong enough to be the saints that keep their word forever. Can you just bring me something that never ends in storms and tears? I'm wide awake, and I'm still bleeding. Can you just bring me something to never rust and fade away? Now my lungs ache, but I'm still breathing. And while I'm breathing, I'll keep screaming these words. Dear friend, just listen if you can't remember.
2.
With all this silence between us, how can the wrong notes be found? Our cracking melody keeps repeating: "we'll be alright, we'll be alright". And we believe it, but are we ready to take our time and put the right words on all the right bars? It's getting harder to skip through the lies. But tonight, we're gonna make our song sound right. The pain and doubt, we let it all out until tomorrow. With all this shattering noise between us, how can we keep our rhythms on time? The hobbling beat of the drums repeating, but we're alright, we're alright. We do believe it, but the moment to say it always passes us by. Well, tonight we're gonna scream it: don't you replace me and don't let the music die! Tonight we're gonna make our song sound right. The pain and doubt, we let it all out until tomorrow. You and I, tonight we're gonna make our song sound right break apart, and let our hearts forget the sorrow. Until tomorrow. Until tomorrow...
3.
You say that lately I'm out of my mind that you are through. But what I'm actually out of is shit to give about what you do. You're alone. In a split second, your new friends will be gone, head-on. And I sure as hell won't want to hear you moan. On, and on, and on, and on... I am reckless and resentful to the bone, but not on my own. Not on my own. You thought that maybe time had come to reach for something new. Right? Well, now there's a new gang in town, and they're throwing knives at you. WE'RE THROWING KNIVES AT YOU! But we don't really give a shit about what you do. You're alone. In a split second, your new friends now are gone, head-on. And I sure as hell don't want to hear you moan. On, and on, and on, and on... I am reckless and resentful to the bone, still not on my own. Not on my own! AND I STILL DON'T GIVE A FUCKING SHIT ABOUT WHAT YOU DO!
4.
A council dictates the acts over the thoughts, but maybe they can even blame you for things you know. Like the writing on your grave decades before your time has finally come. This is not about a headshot, nor a razor. I don't want to live in a hole, at least for a while. If you think you are perfect, your days are a waste. Today your biggest mistakes look you in the face. And I think it's ironic how a whip can heal the wounds. You scare the fire out of me, but I won't run away from you. There are tears that hide indifference, and that's quite ironic. There are endless fields of fuck-ups for you to reap. I've been leaning on your words way too much; (I've been leaning on your words.) I should've read you from the start. This is not about relief, it's a scar (I've been falling and it hurts.) that's burning in my heart. I'm trying to be honest. If you think you are perfect, your days are a waste. Today your biggest mistakes look you in the face. And don't you think it's ironic how the sharpest whip can heal the wounds? I'm sick of this, but I won't... I won't run away, run away from you. It's complex, but it's true. You're all the things that I'm not, but I can't seem to run away, run away from you. You constantly abuse. You're all the things that I fight to let go. Don't you think it's ironic? I won't run away. Run away, run away from you. It's complex but it's true. You're all the things that I'm not, I think it's time to run away, run away from you. You constantly abuse... (LET IT GO!) I'm sick of this, I think it's time to let go.
5.
It was funny when you said "I give in" after-twenty four years killing sadnesses. Once blowing against the wind, I got stubborn and lost my breath. Have I lost an extent of strength, or have I gained a self-concept I can barely understand? "Hang in there!" that's what I'll say before the end. And I'll be alright, now the air I inhale feels like an old friend. And I know this middle age, it's coming to an end. And it's funny how I change these words again, just to show myself there's nothing in between. You said "something's wrong", and we are strong, and this is not our time to argue with the clocks neither young nor old enough to reach the top. Machines have stopped, but after harder falls than this, we picked ourselves up. And I'll be alright now the era in hell feels like an old thread. And I know this written page, it's coming to an end. And it's funny how I change these words again, just to show myself there's nothing in between. Hang in there! For all the things in life you hold dear, take a breath before the end. And you'll be alright. The air is like an old friend that makes you wonder why we lost track of time. ("Something's wrong" you said, but it's all in your head. and by taking a chance, you are taking a breath.) And it's funny how I change these words again, and this is not the end. THIS IS NOT THE END!
6.
Three hours ago, I promised myself I'd be lying in bed in a short while. Well, once a clever man with funny hair said time is a relative notion. Three hours ago, I promised myself I'd be lying in bed in a short while. Well, that promise is all the lying I'll be doing tonight. There are nights to sleep, and there are nights to dream, but I need to digest some reality, before I close my eyes and face my thoughts again. Thirty sprains ago, I promised myself I'd learn to mind my step, but oh well, my leaps have got me far enough without a crack. Three hundred million lies away lies the point where our paths set astray, and I see no sign of a crossroad ahead. It's like losing a bet to myself, as another doubtful step is made: left-right, left-right, until I hit "wrong" again. And now it feels like I'm calmly waiting for a train I never understood the fear of the light at the tunnel's end. It's like losing a bet to myself, as another doubtful step is made: left-right, left-right, until I hit "wrong" again. And I'm not afraid of the light at the tunnel's end. It's nothing but a train coming my way, and I'm getting in. I'm getting in! And as the trip begins, I slowly sink inside my thoughts, surrounded by ghosts and waves and ticking clocks.

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released December 31, 2014

Recorded, Edited, Mixed and Mastered by Fragile Things
All songs and lyrics by Fragile Things
Collabs: Germán Picazo (The Blackjaw) and Rodrigo Paredes (The Backseats) in "Ruck Chagan Died For Your Sins"
Adro Ruiz (King & Goliath) in "I Wrote This While You Were Wasted"
© Redneck Cheese Records 2014

Contact: fragile-things@hotmail.com

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