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  1. Beacons

Lyrics

You said that it takes time, and that’s fine, but meanwhile, I’ve fired away.
But meanwhile I fired away. I don’t claim to be the answer to questions we need raised.
I elevate a beacon burned out; vying estimations.
Against the grain, you’re saving face.
Not infallible, I failed in full.
I elevate a beacon burned out; still I defend, be a little bold – the more you know.
It’s never what you’re wrong about. No.
It’s when you’re right you never think to let that go, so let it go.

And we will be party to more astute altitudes.
Or we will be – yeah, we will be – still darkened beacons, shots rebounding, this rhetoric can’t fix.

So I’m testing my refusal and I’m getting angry.
I’m not the only one…

I don’t claim to be the answer to questions we need raised.
It’s something like a t-shirt turned out; private expositions.
The Babbitt paints the gallery.
As the lantern smokes, make the bard a toast.
And hope the hero finally saves us. Still I defend, be a little bold – the more you know.
It’s never what you’re wrong about. No.

So I’m testing my refusal and I’m getting angry.
We’re all responsible; acting is not enough.
So close to further the deal. But who will take the shot and back from sentiment.
I said call me on my faults. I will join – and I’ll repay. I’ll repay.

Who stands to make the call? Takes all.
Who stands to make the call? Takes all.
It’s a welcome challenge; you lead like a lesson, don’t let them down.
To pushing your friends who send it back with love. It’s in a life that you lead.
No darkened beacons, shots resounding, this rhetoric can fix.

I don’t claim to be the answer to questions we need raised.
They never gave or shared their searchlight – not to limitation.
The way is made standing straight.
The song is not a court, the choice is yours.
Your perception, your realism; still I defend, be a little bold – the more you know.
It’s never what you’re wrong about. No.
It’s when you’re right you never think to let that go, so let it go.
And we will be party to more astute altitudes.
Or we will be – yeah, we will be – still darkened beacons, shots rebounding, this rhetoric can’t fix.