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Barons

by Barons

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1.
Occupation paves the way for war machines and apathy The newsprint smears disguising the lives we should be grieving These concrete walls aren't victory, the olive trees aren't breathing Their monuments to tragedy are the mass graves we're digging Whispered stories through the cyclone fence Is it poetry or fear? Another story about the way things went No subtleties in tears And we can never hear the bombs drop behind the barricades and body counts Gnash our teeth and sign along as the vultures swarm and carry us away And we can’t see where the tanks crawl behind the fire lines and broken walls Shut our eyes and play along as the vultures swarm and carry us away Bullets fall in hails We never see the bodies drop as the vultures swarm and carry us away Can’t speak – we don’t know the language Can’t breathe – we choke on the anthems Can’t dream – we’re broken and banned from a place called home Checkpoints map cartographies of stolen land and refugees They unstitch the clothes they're wearing to sew the tents they sleep in They hold the keys their parents saved but the locks and doors are gone Is it a prison where you sleep at night if you can still see the stars?
2.
I don’t hate myself, or my friends seems we got nothing in common again I can’t take the blame for mistakes feels like we’re walking in circles traced in cadences that always repeat inside the same songs and it works all right I don’t trust my guts or my brains seems they’ve got nothing in common again And I can’t keep the promises made feels like I’m talking in circles phrased in truth and lies my mouth just repeats and stutters and swallows and chokes inside. We’ve got nothing in common again
3.
Hitman 02:44
I used to have this fantasy, more like a scheme, to find a way out of this trap: a strategy, a fuse to light and watch it all burn down, our jobs and factories and malls...ignite! And wait and see Our lives won’t be on hold anymore, the flames will set us free But it has taken me, and taken us, so long to see it clearly Now we’re faced with different choices at the age when looking back in shame is new Something changed when most of us gave up the feeling and belief in something possible Everything is possible I still have this simple dream, it’s so naïve I’m told A cut & paste design: “a new world inside the shell of the old” ways we’re forced to live, so don’t forget and don’t forgive...ignite! And wait and see Our lives won’t be on hold anymore, love and rage will set us free It has taken me, and taken us, so long to see this clearly Faced with the same choices to escape or become something new Things can change if we don’t give up the feeling and belief in something possible Everything is possible There’s a pale light flickering out on the horizon You can see it through gaps and holes in broken buildings There’s a faint drum beating somewhere, somehow Under your skin, inside your chest I can feel it when you breathe You can hear it if you’re listening...to each other We deserve better than this Something different, something better, something beautiful No fences, no borders, no boundaries but our own
4.
“The public verdict will then be: the man who dies thus rich, dies disgraced” You’re not the one pouring out your heart, do you do anything? If you break them down and you break them up they’ll do anything It’s gonna get cold again someday I hope the bridges that you’ve burned will keep you warm You can’t outrun time or regrets You’re not the ones drawing out your guns over everything They frame us up and they beat us down, they’ll try anything It’s gonna get cold again someday I hope the bridges that you’ve burned will keep you warm You can’t outrun time or regrets We approve of everything you do We’re with you until the end “Thus is the problem of rich and poor to be solved”

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released September 2, 2014

BARONS is:
Jon Barker – Guitar and Backing Vocals
Corey Cameron – Bass and Vocals
Nick DeAngelo – Drums and Percussion
Zack Furness – Vocals
Mike Rock – Guitar and Backing Vocals

Recorded and mixed by D. James Goodwin at The Isokon in Woodstock, NY
Produced by D. James Goodwin and Barons
Mastered by Garrett Haines at Treelady Studios in Turtle Creek, PA
Words and Music by Barons
Additional Lyrics on ‘Wartime’ by Laura Korey
Cover design and layout by Barons and Dan Rugh at Commonwealth Press

For more about these songs and the band, tune your Internet dials to:
www.facebook.com/xbaronsx – or – xbaronsx.tumblr.com

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