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The Quiet Zone

by Lukas Olson

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Going too fast, gotta slow down Going too fast, gotta slow down Feeling so sick now with with thorn in my side And the blood from my wallet I can barely hide I'm a mannequin man who presents a small smile The lies and deceives and breaks down the whole while Break it down, piece by piece Until you can see the disease It's hidden well in the pools of blood It's dragging down the ones you love Angels on the sideboard Tripping all around your head Making pretty faces Thinking that you're better off dead You get some sleep, no time to eat Waiting for your pretty angel to arrive What will happen when you see her face bashed And blood in her eyes? Have just a little interest in the end While I become something and end up good and dead When I am coming home, I don't know when But it will be a time of festivity, my friends Writing a second lifetime on the desk And this one will not have any dead or quick defense I'd rather let him live quite long instead And keep him suffering his days out full of dread Got what I need to do, know what I have to think It doesn't involve you, that's clear as everything You have no authority to take what I love There's me and there's her and the weight from above And it keeps bearing down and it rolls out the sides And only her eyes can reverse the dark tides
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Rotary 05:14
Crossed ten thousand roads, and every one would lead him wallowing in mud his fucking life was bleeding terrible, my son Hey he’s gonna tell you something he gets high on the various forms of gutter grass I get thrown in trash bins after wasting all my cash Can't talk to anyone in this city No one really cares They fake it all so well, I dare say Keep me safe, keep me warm, Keep my soul away from harm Gotta show me some kind of plan, now If you want to let me in Hit the road, Nobody would ever pretend they knew See yourself running out The end of your shithole life I'm your favorite one, I know I know I do think well I'll cry when you don't come home When you don't ring the bell It's a right fucked life, I know when I've had enough I can spill the cup, a little blood All in fun Sunday morning some will stand and silently salute the blinding sun They only give it another name and sing new songs
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Here then now it's past, It can't last All our time How did you spend it? Well I'll tell you mine Really very simple, nothing to describe You're all I recall We are running out Off our clouds, Punch our cards We're ready to go running to the next estate Join the bigger chorus and sign our fate In the new age I'll be on the first flight Ah, petunia in the face Of all these worldly worries And now Queen Anne's lace Slowing down the hurry Of the new age I won't call out names It's not my place But some were here Tried to get to know me but I can't relate Others would use me for their bait I'm ready for the fall You see I met a girl, Certain girl Took me away Took me to a place I found I can relate Everybody's thinking of the same old thing A place to call your home no matter what they say I hope it can be done I have given it All away to charity All my hard earned luck Of finding the wrong melodies There it goes once again In my horrid dreams You may see A comfort, please I don't know what I'm saying till you tell it to me I don't really get it either, bear with me I'm gonna work it out This is our song All you out in the crowd Yes, we can share it, don't fuss about I only made one so use it well Or as much as you really can
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Paso is Near 04:20
The Uzis in your mind They're keeping me in time Don't let them get away I've got something more to say The knives are in my head But I'd rather be dead You know I can't explain, when he's there I go insane I want to kill somebody Anytime you want Paso is near Everybody wants something Everyone wants a diamond ring
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Rufus Bay 03:55
One moment in a long, long while When the day was done and filed After sailing off the edge of Cape Cod I reached up, felt my face and with the wrinkles found a smile I'd be down at Rufus Bay in awhile A girl I met when in the dirt of Norway I did land Made sure to take my heart right in her hands And she came aboard my ship, Taking much more than the reins She nearly took my wits over the brink So I took my new religion And I left it at her gate And I made myself appreciate her pains Struggling out in the waters After dropping from the sail Where I stood and watched the evening's million miles She had pushed me from behind Then stuck her hand out, with a smile That cold smile I watched as I dived
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The Wastes 08:11
Now I must say, to begin with, in the morning, when they're here My fists they won't be undone, like a vice grip, when I hear All the voices, all the screaming, all the weeping and it's clear This is my damnation, can't shake it, stuck inside my ears In the moment when I'm hoping and dying that you'll come through You know I raise my hands up and sing out, don't know what to do And I'm shaking, on my knees now, with the wind a'howlin on Outside the small house, where I cower by myself And I've been living in this place I can only call the Wastes, Someone help me When the streetlights burn away and leave me walking in the dark, That's when I can them pressing in, and they're never far Please deliver me from bad times, all the old rhymes that bring me death All the twisted little tickets to hell that always end up mine And I've been living in this place I can only call the Wastes, Someone kill me
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You won’t believe me when I tell you how All the old actions lead to here and now I once was lying in the Hawaiian sun And now I’m drinking down this bitter scum Let me give you a tease, please of the thing that I've been on all week Please just tell me the problem You might have the same old disease Well I have it all Can you get it out? Can you save my life? Can you cure my health? Well I’ve got the blues All down inside I’m feeling like Something has died You’d better not come around here while I’m medicating, I got a knife here is the end of the line, I just wish I would have had some more time And it’s all on you The mothership The daily trip And in a morning a long time ago I went out into the streets And played a tune I knew that everyone would know But no one even stomped their feet I’m playing parts I never really learned in school There’s too much that wasn’t reached The Swedish bitters drown the brain and the rules I have nothing here to teach
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Holy rain Life in vain Horror and pain Stories of this game And the little people you And the little people you Thought you knew Washed away Cut on the knees in the driving holy rain Left to sit silently on the train With no hope of redemption, no hope to be saved And I'm just a boy 600 mile pains Red eyes all the way Words cannot convey I need her with me today And all the animals, they too And all the animals, we too Watch the game The estates And the poor lost young lovers, separated by poor fate A cruel maker who twists us away Making the souls choose between love and that fate I hope he's destroyed
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The Shore 04:06
When I long for the day In the dark hours when you're so far away I dream and think of the wind And the dark clouds rolling in It keeps me safe, it keeps me away From the old march towards insanity Take a walk Out along the winding stream, by the bog I hear you all in crowded whispers talk Talking of my interesting thoughts Well, you can eat those words till Sunday knocks Because I won't take it And I can't fake it You're not gonna make it Just as long as I am here in your yard Taking down your phony little guards Singing out my words with my own cause Writing out my thoughts to break the bars Gotta get myself off of the ground Anyhow, anyway Gotta show them that I've come around When I'm busted, yeah Someday I'll be crying at the door, Wondering why I didn't do more And all the people I swept across the floor Will crowd around and lead me out the door
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I've been strolling out of my mind out of town with the windy city blues Hardly feeling that my big old feet have been any use I'm running round in circles in my way, getting nowhere soon And I know deep down inside its all because of the windy city blues My mind is hard to unwind It's trembling on the brink Yet my mind is so hard to sink That you'll find I've been sitting in the schools, all the finest, and only getting juiced I've been wandering down empty streets at night and thinking of the truth And there's none that I can find, it always ends up coming back misused And I know deep down inside its all cause of the the windy city blues And it's wracking my mind It's trembling on the brink Yet my mind is so hard to sink That you'll find
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Now if you gotta see them, it's okay Just know that you'll be changed You can't lie, you can't hide when you see All those who are never free Son, do you want to make me proud? Yes, but not the way that you've found My calling is all that I have Don't take it away, don't make me pay for what I love In truth it's true, I need to die very soon Michael Way has a German cousin Who was born by Starnberger See You knew him once when he was in his cups And now he's dying, dying, bleeding life away I gave you such a job, you saucy girl I thought you could have killed him within a day Now the country is just rising up, it's such a bore that I can write this without pain Now my album has hit the shops, and I heard they started rioting in Spain Could you believe, I never wanted to see them doing things like this? I think I've got the right to voice my mind, just a little bit at least If you want me to be honest, well first you gotta do it yourself, now don't you think? If you got someone, don't hesitate Work it out before it gets too late

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released December 25, 2014

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Lukas Olson Minneapolis, Minnesota

Lukas Olson is a songwriter from Minneapolis, Minnesota. This is where he keeps all of his aural lunacies, and you are welcome to listen.

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