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Anarchist At The Museum

by Gary Llama

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1.
I get myself together Put shoes on my feet Think I'll crank up my welder And get these bars aligned with the beat cuz Its starts to weigh heavy on my soul When everyday feels the same The same sad feelings Like I'm stuck playing the same fucking game but So much of living Seems so impossible So complicated When It's really just showing up and Having a smile on your face Maybe not for what you feel but for what you know That it's gonna be ok That it's gonna be fucking alright and I know what I really need now A different feeling A different way to breath Cuz I've been stuck feeling Way too low in this place And if I'm gonna break out It's gonna be making a step Each fucking day Now I know what I really need now A different feeling A different way to breath Cuz I've been stuck feeling Way too low in this place And if I'm gonna break out It's gonna be making a step Each fucking day Little by little It gets better and better Until OK becomes where we start from Instead of where we stop
2.
What if you could trade Those scars for stars And build something better Than the life you've always had What would it take What would it feel like To be free What color would would you paint If colors didn't mean the same things If night didn't mean loneliness And day didn't mean anxiety What would it look like What would it feel like To be free We cannot choose our battles But we can choose our fights We can choose where we settle And we can say when it feels right What if you could trade, those scars for stars And build something better
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I was new and young when we first met One of many in a room full of punks But you decided to take a chance on me And invited me into yalls world A world where respect reigned supreme Earned by bond and not just given out And with it came a friendship and a love We held for each other like a family You took me at an age when I needed help And helped me set a higher bar for myself And with that foundation I built my life Knowing when I stumbled I could always come home And when things got hard Yall were there To help me get back, back on my path And when one of us suffered we all shared That pain And we tried to ease it amongst ourselves And held in bond was an understanding Of a trust that wasnt easy for any of us to give And with that came something beautiful in our lives A family So when I've imagined my life Ive always imagined being by yalls side So if your listening just know I do Still hold that oath of friendship
4.
That boy lays so still he Just went down the street For bread and a cigarette pack For his mom Then a nation made the call they Rang the bell of liberty Calling for us in duty In the name of us all They send us to fight, yeah Telling us that it's alright We're sanctified in our morality With god on our side They ask us to bleed for this and Send us to die for this We're falling in these killing fields Till the politicians say stop His baby brother Saw him as the man And tried to do the things he saw His big brother do And when he went to war he Did it on an oath he swore To make the same sacrifice If he was ever called to They send us to the fight, yeah Telling us that it's alright We're sanctified in our morality With god on our side They nake us bleed for this and Send us to die for this We're dying in these killing fields Till the politicians say stop They made a memorial They gave his brothers a place to rest and Assinged them an honor guard and Sang out their names And as they laid in rest The kids from a local high school Were so impressed by their sacrifice They took an oath for themselves They send us to the fight, yeah Telling us that it's alright We're sanctified in our morality With god on our side They ask us to bleed for this and Send us to kill for this We're killing in these killing fields Till the politicians say stop And even if we win this war It seems they always ask more No matter any sacrifice All saints by our side But it makes me think for a second that Its just part of a method Of training us to fight When maybe we should stop
5.
Sometimes it gets to be too much I ask myself what is the point Even if you do it right you lose And here still feeling all this loss Does it get better? do I get better? Does it always hurt so much? Is it ever easier? I met a man who fought in Vietnam You could see the loss he felt in his eyes Homeless and drinking, talked about the war he fought But mostly the mistakes made when he got home It ain't easy cuz it ain't cheap Life has a depth that makes it life And pain for the losses that we feel And I'm scared To lose another friend To lose another love I'm scared of the pain I'll feel But I know Sometimes it feels like too much But it's cuz I'm living my life And deep in my heart I want to live I just don't want to hurt so much
6.
One and one into this room Where doors are opened and shut for you A quiet place out of the way De-Instituitionalization never met this place No band of brothers but yeah we bond Over the deep held feeling of suffering Over the vetted risk of putting an end to One our own lives... Where we learn we are more the same Than the difference that we usually feel And We learn that silence gives a way... To our worser thoughts And these thoughts fester in the dark And help comes with an awkward pause Where we evaluate the risk to tell But then speak our truth I saw something inside myself So i built compassion for me Drawn from them As an obligation to the fight And though I've kept it hidden in my heart The pain was obvious and overstated A hesitated word A hesitant embrace So we keep these lines for our brothers Our sisters in this battle We have to share our failures We have to share our strength We have to break the walls That keep us apart And open up our hearts And know, we are never alone We are not alone We are never alone We are not alone
7.
In this darkened room We see nothing of our selves So we search to find Pieces of something familiar The sadness hurts our eyes As it sends us to frenzied ends Endorphins to ease the pain Trying to make our day something else And we know we are alone All 7.5 billion Staring into the floor Hoping to see the sky I could tell you your beautiful But it would betray the magnitude Of the potentials of existence realized in each one of us We just have to look inside And stop saying That you are anything Other than everything you were meant to be And know we are all Feeling just as lost but We aren't too far from where we need to be It may take a little work But it starts with not giving up

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released February 5, 2021

Vocal and all instruments by Gary Llama
Self-recorded in Richmond, VA 2020-21
Released on OVOLR! Records

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