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Rusted Grandeur
02:27
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Wartime Recollections
04:08
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Wartime Recollections: Voyager 2
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Do you remember?
A time now so unfamiliar
Before all our plans
Grew so out of hand
A time when there was more than
A moribund ember
Tired, aging, bitter remnants
But far too indifferent to cause a fuss
Once there was more than us
Security firmly rooted in trust
Sometimes I see a brilliant light
Flooding over the trees
In shadows cast, here in the scraps
We’ve claimed and set up camp
Biding our time as potential dries
Out on the line
Don’t go and speak of what might lie
Beyond this debris
Detached and stagnant
Measured shielding of the senses
Comforts hand crafted
Noble deeds the solace
Unnerved by silence
Fear perishing as no more than an unknown
A drive inborn, an inherent bent
For elevation, entitlement
Once we knew reverence
Now we just live to run from exit
Sometimes I see a brilliant light
Flooding over this scene
In shadows cast
In radiant scraps
We’ve docked and set up camp
Biding time as the years fly by
But we’re doing just fine
Don’t go and preach of what could be
Beyond this debris
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3. |
The End of All Things
05:52
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The End of All Things : New Horizons
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Is it all poured out
In clamor and whispered shouts?
Smoke costumes the proud and paralyzed
Two lungs to speak, two eyes for sight
What sum is to pay
When the woolen fall away?
Can the shattered rebuild piece by piece?
Still light seeps through shard’s vacancy
Passed by a venial crime
Drifting in and out of sleep
Warm, sedate, and medicated
Reckoner fails to gate lies
Shelter in a band of common enemies
Long played the fifes signal song
Yet in silence, fell into line
All I need is nothing
All I need is need
Hands clasped tightly to wounds festering
Truth cut through heart’s iron bars
Light no longer infected by the dark
We begin at the end of all things
Pushed past and through the barbed wire
Clothed in sheets of friendly fire
Thick haze, liberties ablaze
To the peril, senses maimed
To foxholes they dove
Deceptions alleged, allied
Stirred as peg breaks from the hasp
Over fields bathed by the sun’s orange cast
All I need is nothing
All I need is need
Hands clasped tightly to wounds festering
Truth cut through heart’s iron bars
Light no longer infected by the dark
We begin at the end of all things
What sum is to pay
When the woolen fall away?
Can the shattered rebuild piece by piece?
Still light seeps through shard’s vacancy
We begin at the end of all things …
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A Vacation in Exile
05:14
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A Vacation in Exile: Pioneer 10
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Madness born of inaction
Outside, follicles fade and change
Idolizing, demonizing
Cradling chronic pain
A vague memory of the future
The mirage of a life well lived
Landfills piled high with
Yesterday’s wonder
The ceaseless day folds into night
Walking shadows in line of sight
Eminence to crestfallen
Abreaction in wrapped box
Circumstance bears no prejudice
The feeblest, they convalesce
A vacation in exile
Let loose the grip on life to find it
Complacency a padding
Reposed, leading practical paths
Any softness is exploited
And so it goes …
Unified are the complicit
Despite amnesiac tendencies
The indispensable they crumble
As the crow flies
The ceaseless day folds into night
Walking shadows in line of sight
Eminence to crestfallen
Abreaction in wrapped box
Circumstance bears no prejudice
The feeblest, they convalesce
A vacation in exile
Let loose the grip on life to find it
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5. |
Blue Mass Patch
05:10
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Blue Mass Patch: Ranger 6
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Waking up in withdrawal
Discordant half-truths
Ring through fractured skull
Is it sun or is it rain?
Seems so trivial
In the bomb’s flash blaze
Palsied by near miss decoys
Counterfeit allies
That sought to destroy
Deep set scars, phrenic track marks
Clothe soul that endures
Beyond halt of a heart
All hands on deck
Palms stained in auburn red
Can you rest your head
With so many words left unsaid?
The blue mass patch, lift and collapse
Outliers still revive in dark’s aftermath
Courageous cannon fodder
Conjoined for wandering
Heedless, self-infirm
Earthbound for now, fading
Music never heard
Born remembering
We’re all born remembering…
All hands on deck
Palms stained in auburn red
Can you rest your head
With so many words left unsaid?
The blue mass patch, lift and collapse
Outliers still revive in dark’s aftermath
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6. |
Marked Time
05:42
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Marked Time: Pioneer 11
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Empty fields and a loaded gun
On the run from the setting sun
Outlaws born from within the bars
Marred by fine lines
Fires ablaze once, now growing weak
Youthfulness melts in the heat
Hoarded dreams now steadily
Slip from our grip
Corridors resonate with sound
Burning heart never to be found
Cut the losses and carry on
Conceal the wounds
Marked times evades most watchful eye
Silent, subtle, breaks through the lines
An existence opaque
A cold sedated state
Stockpiled high, disordered loves
Modes of thought, they shock the system
How’d we land, where’s the battle drum?
Downward coast grinds against our will
And serves to define
Marked times evades most watchful eye
Silent, subtle, breaks through the lines
An existence opaque
A cold sedated state
Stockpiled high, disordered loves
All life grows old
All fondness grows cold
The closest and the dearest
Find a safer distance
Marked times evades most watchful eye
Silent, subtle, breaks through the lines
An existence opaque
A cold sedated state
Stockpiled high, disordered loves
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Maladaptive Daybreak
01:58
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8. |
Etchings of Yesterday
05:02
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Etchings of Yesterday: Voyager 1
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
A dull sense of caution with each turning hand
These cells that connect, rooted in foreign land
How is it that we have awakened here?
Settling for the mundane
When accomplishment was intended plan
Long overdue for a move
Stumbling on heaps of discarded dreams
Sordid reality that we are just ordinary
Sailing through mental landscapes
The vast expanse that confines
Remain etchings of yesterday
Reflections of all those things that were left behind
A curse that detracts and yet drives
Compulsion toward emptiness
The old haunts now so constricting
Measured overthinking reigns
This rising panic contrived
Let’s leave here tonight
Obstacles implanted from years of order
Coursing through the veins
Penchant for disorder
The winner in the end, is it heart or head?
Rallying of the remnants
When the driving force for all this discourse
Is clouded and unclear
Strike out again as though to find a gem
Uncovering worst case
We’re little more than commonplace
Sailing through mental landscapes
The vast expanse that confines
Remain etchings of yesterday
Reflections of all those things that were left behind
A curse that detracts and yet drives
Compulsion toward emptiness
The old haunts now so constricting
Measured overthinking reigns
Burn all that lies in the way
Set forth in new terrain
Sailing through mental landscapes
The vast expanse that confines
Remain etchings of yesterday
Reflections of all those things that were left behind
A curse that detracts and yet drives
Compulsion toward emptiness
The old haunts now so constricting
Measured overthinking reigns
This rising panic contrived
Let’s leave here tonight
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9. |
The Clouded Slate
05:32
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The Clouded Slate: Venera 9
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Stock phrases all welded together
So irrevocably
Displaced amidst the familiar
And preconditioned roles
An offering
Through a ventricle ajar
Prone lying vulnerable
Begin the customary dance
To underpin the void within
Tumbleweeds, tattered proclamations
Characterize the miles
Tread worn souls shackled together
By verse and words and time
Hollowed casings
Halfhearted motions set
In crowded terminals
Once grandiose and vivid vows held weight
In meadows of the credulous mind
A brave face for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the chronic fate
Again washing over a clouded slate
Unfeeling or is it just indifference?
There where it last was dropped
Is your lavish Imagination
On woefully plain tile
The crawl toward hope
A pace too far away
Silvery dawn cresting soon will fade
Wave off the smoke mistook for fire-
Arms to inflict and to console
A brave face for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the tattered faith
Again washing over a clouded slate
I’ve got a long list of grievances
I’ve got, I’ve got
And you’ve got
A long list of grievances
You’ve got, you’ve got
Hedging all bets on tomorrow
When nothing is certain today
Hiding away so as to escape
The tendency to stray
A brave face for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the chronic fate
Again washing over a clouded slate
Now brace, brace for the obstacles to come
With my hand in yours, we resemble one
Decisions so brash, through "a synaptic flash"
Harbinger of the chronic fate
Again washing over a clouded slate
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10. |
Wreckage Required
03:38
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Wreckage Required: Galileo
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Shaken so suddenly
Soul comatose stirs within
Now traipsing at the heels
Of a reaper grim
The grisly sight alone
Ingrown, undetectable
By mirrors but claims a toll
Stalwart clones who fell in line
With free hands, don shackles to bind
Traceable by the stench of internal decay
Long live the error of our ways
The wreckage that is required
To salvage the mutineers
With open arms
Welcoming the changing of the guard
In the lonely, vapid mist
The poses as home
We have never marched alone
Mottled with sores
Lumen showcases the leper state
Two able hands hold tight
To the anchor weight
A visceral bind
Plummeting fall far exceeds the climb
Face down in bloody pool
Depraved soul’s darkest of night
Strongest grip to shield the blind
Reassignment of scars
In the battered beauty
Hope far exceeds a lifelong malady
The wreckage that is required
To salvage the mutineers
With open arms
Welcoming the changing of the guard
In the lonely, vapid mist
The poses as home
We have never marched alone
The wreckage that is required
To salvage the mutineers
With open arms
Welcoming the changing of the guard
In the lonely, vapid mist
The poses as home
We have never marched alone
Never marched alone
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The Enduring Fade
05:14
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The Enduring Fade: Venera 10
Words - C. McQuate
Music – C. McQuate, M. McQuate
Graffiti lines, depraved from the start
Asphalt confines and barbed wire scars
Herein we bind and claim control
Together in pantomime
Divisions equalized by
The cardiac chamber of our souls
These earned scars
Attest to life
Allure marred
Indebted to time
Languid charge
Our paradigm
And an epitaph fades
In the wind and in the rain
Linear lines
Mark chronology
Eight decades of trying to untie
Dropped with a bent, birthed with a curse
In this brief stay we rehearse
These earned scars
Attest to life
Allure marred
Indebted to time
Languid charge
Our paradigm
And an epitaph fades
In the wind and in the rain
Sparsely penned rhymes
Transcribed within cells
To symbolize and chart our strides
Etched for the role of commoner
Always the weight
Of varied methods of escape
These earned scars
Attest to life
Allure marred
Indebted to time
Languid charge
Our paradigm
And an epitaph fades
In the wind and in the rain
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