The Riveter

by The Random Theory

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1.
And the clock on the wall digs a grave for us all As it steals from our lives, we blink and it's gone See the screen and the crawl, watch the world turn to war But I'm safe in this hole, if I do what I'm told I need relief from this grief I see signs bleed on the street At times I dream of a past not my own And the scenes play out fast, as I watch them unfold The P.O.V. that I see within the screen The mirror's reflection looking back resembles me Though I know when I wake I will let go Of the sights that I've seen and the feeling of control In passing glances, instinct begs us... Take some chances, gain some answers So I'm told that our future's bought and sold As you read between the leads through a veiled confessional In weeks I sleep, sharing verse with quiet walls And they days that I dream, a response I can't recall Though I know when I wake I will let go Of the sights that I have seen and the feeling of control In passing glances, instinct begs us... Take some chances, gain some answers
2.
Doubt the first, while the second-hand bought the curse I've been dreaming of former days' verse Get to my feet, gaze at the window What could it be that beckons me there so awfully? How this came to be? Oh we, have never been so far from offering A premonition to a happening Brethren, arms retreating in Birmingham Oh the wind in our lungs again I just needed to understand Oh I've seen, too, one, too, too, too many things Oh the reason I long to be Lo' the wicked Lo' the wicked Aah, aah... aah, aah Third the task, while the neighbor's dreaming in maths I'm believing in former days' past Digging a grave, routine by routine Fading away, deep in the blue screen I can't stay, serving out the day Oh we, have just interrupted your regularly Scheduled program for emergency
3.
You cry... cry for revolution But you don't know how much it takes Oh, it's tight-rope walking the fine line No safety-nets in place There are no mistakes to make Returning favors, hammer driving nail So save your savior, rapture's not for sale You're slaves for labor, serving our betrayal Betrayal... Your ideals are candidates Dressed in wolves-clothing they operate Oh it's murder, mayhem, and extremes For the benefit of regimes It is not quite what it seems
4.
The Debate 04:11
I heard the debate, coming through my window pane Cars and planes, burn around my pillow case In this space, all the fallacies you've held onto proclaim you're the blame From the farthest darkest back-room I've heard the debate, screaming through my window pane Bars and chains, circumvent our real-estate Oh they take, until all the walls you've held onto proclaim you're the blame From the farthest darkest back-room All the things they talk about All the things they heard about All the things they never knew... never knew Calling out for you Oh, say... Wake, wake him up Wake, wake him up
5.
Looking at the ceiling, staring at the wall Senseless guilty feeling tearing me apart Searching for a meaning, the ones responsible Eventually believing everyone's involved Aah... aah... Sacrifice and bleeding, we don't talk at all Empty and defeated, we don't want to call When the fall brings you back They take before we act Speaking through the silence, feeling for the pulse Witnessing the violence, ignoring the results Waiting for some guidance, mindless to a fault Brothers there to hide us and keep us in the dark
6.
Radio Psalms 06:09
Cast their bones to sleep Our dissidents have locked their doors with keys that I have made They won't betray the words we speak For heavy is our hand upon the street Oh could it be, they don't believe in me? For all the things you've veiled in books A vain, bright light displays, "you're so great" Have all your plans been undertook? The greatest con a rook Ready the brave... ready the brave... ready the brave... ready the brave Leveraging their bones for willingness to work in factory-homes Eat, sleep, produce They've tied the noose around their throats And now they're left to swing from sovereign rope Not spun from twine, but naive piece of mind For all the things you've veiled in books A vain, bright light displays, "you're so great" Have all your plans been undertook? Your greatest con a rook Ready the brave... ready the brave... ready the brave... ready the brave Casting stones and broken bones outside us on the street Long before these radio psalms lulled us all to sleep Let's raise a toast to all these ghosts we've passed along the beat There's landmines down on Broadway and I can barely sleep Ready the brave... ready the brave... ready the brave... ready the brave
7.
Once you carried me through As I held to words as the truth And we made due, all that we knew Then I lost you, carry me through... as you do (Aah... everything's coming up roses) Tell me the truth, please make me understand (Aah... everything's coming up roses) All that I do, I do it for you It's part of the master plan When I carried you through In the place you thought that you knew And you played to all of the rules Then I tried to carry you through... like I do (Aah... everything's coming up roses) Tell them the truth, they just won't understand (Aah... everything's coming up roses) All that we do, we do it for you It's part of the master plan I went down to the docks that day Through the path in the park where the children play Sitting on the edge as my legs would sway On that day, I watched the ground give way Ours is... ours is... ours is... ours is
8.
Heavy when the walls cave in Heavy when the walls cave in Your past, your past An intermission cast, as you feign through the looking-glass Everybody knows Equilibrium has reached its per diem A-bombs and napalm, but I don't believe 'em Hey, it's the longest day It's the longest day of our lives Hey, it's the longest day It's the longest day of our lives Clock ticking more, there's a hand on the 'four' A knock at the door, a cold, cold reminder A scene from before, I recall wanting more The stocks hit the floor, for the poor, poor believers Cold, cold betrayal Lift the veil, from our eyes It's the longest day It's the longest day of our lifetime
9.
They tend to killing-fields Pulling strings like puppeteers, as their world begins They cater to our fears, they've done it now for years Paid penance for our lives They orchestrate in mirrors Intimidation stay concealed, the veil is wearing thin I've seen salvation near, I've worked it out from here Deliverance for our minds Carry the weight, carry the weight Curse the candidate We'll carry the weight, carry the weight Carry the weight, carry the weight Let the sovereign sway We'll carry the weight, carry the weight We've analyzed the cost Uninformed and tempest-tossed, we're the next of kin I've seen the back of the book, these answers, familiar, look I've known them the whole time Aah, aah... aah, aah... aah, aah... aah, aah...
10.
Sleep, ringing in my ear-drums with its calm and deceit We've dreamt this one before Knocking on the brass of every Fleet Street door 'Til they've cut off our engines They've torn apart, every waking hour spent in parking lots Forged the coldest shackles of our cul-de-sacs Ooh... the landmines on Broadway are keeping us awake Fate, dog-earing the pages so these thoughts won't escape We've read this one before Authored by the ghosts our recklessness implored Oh we dare to repeat this In times of war and pain They never drew your name They never drew your name We never drew your name Although we are the same Ooh... aah... Ooh... the landmines on Broadway are keeping us awake

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released October 21, 2013

Justin Gartside - Bass, Guitar, Vocals
Shane Elza - Drums, Guitars, Vocals
Daemon McConnaughey - Drums, Guitars, Vocals

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The Random Theory Baltimore, Maryland

With the release of their fourth self-produced album, "To Suffer Fools Gladly", The Random Theory are reaching a new pinnacle of their distinct sound and performance. Reflecting on the effects of countless musical influences, deep in the world of conceptual albums, their sound is defined. Rooted in constraint, surrounded by gain, their performances are precise and complete. ... more

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