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Someday, Come Soon
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SOMEDAY, COME SOON by oblio
Someday’s for “asking out”,
Sharing our names.
Someday’s for jumping out…
Of old picture frames.
Someday’s for trading this
desk job for a dream.
Someday’s rekindling
Sex-life and Self-esteem.
All of this could be in our hands.
All of this could be in our hands.
Don’t sing along. Don’t sing along. Don’t say it with me.
My hand beside hers… Someday, come soon.
I heave a sigh and say “Someday, come soon.”
Someday’s for praying,
And finally getting answers.
Someday writes novels,
And pays career dancers.
And someday’s got a vaccine…
For every kind of illness.
Someday pays debts and
Builds homes for all the homeless.
All of this could be in our hands.
All of this could be in our hands.
Don’t sing along. Don’t sing along. Don’t say it with me.
Our hands are empty… Someday, come soon.
Hope, Love, and Plenty… Someday, come soon.
Sartre smiles because he knows this is our stop.
But when will I get my self off of his bus?
If all of this could be our hands.
Sing along. Sing along. Say it with me:
Our dreams, desires; Someday, come soon.
I heave a sigh and say “Someday, come soon.”
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SO, I TALKED TO MYSELF AGAIN... by oblio
Part 1
When I woke up alone, I met a new man.
Stare at myself, and ask how the weather has been.
I have to learn how to like the one I’m stuck here with,
I guess it’s something I’m not used to yet.
Since she left me, and I got locked in.
All I do is brood about…
What it could’ve been. How it should’ve been.
And I need to figure this out...
So I talk to myself again. Talk to myself again,
And again, and again, and I gain nothing…
Part 2
I saw a neighbor looking inside waving and then,
I realized I left the blinds wide open again.
I shut them. I’m stocked up.
The shadows that dance in the cave are made up.
I don’t care. I am prepped for the end of the world.
In the mirror things are clearer,
You can’t hear the world at all.
Every store near here is cleared out,
We won’t last until the fall.
But I can talk to myself again. Talk to myself again,
Hoping then, at the end, maybe I’ll be my own friend.
Part 3
Ive been in quarantine for years; I’m a pro...
But there are bugs that follow you wherever you go.
There used to be a reason to keep my own company,
But now it's me, and my friends, and their friends, and their family, and the rest of the world, in here with me.
It just keeps getting louder,
And I can’t hear myself think.
And I know I’ll lose my marbles,
It wouldn’t be so bad on the brink,
If I could hear myself think again. Hear myself think again.
For a feeling, or a sign, or a minute’s peace of mind…
I talked to myself again. I talk to myself again,
And again, And again, And I gain nothing…
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Perfection
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PERFECTION by Blake Russell, Free Hallas, Jesse Russell, & Alex Strahle
Bound by the dust, and she can't leave this cage.
Torn from all lust, she wouldn't think to betray, no.
Immune to imperfection, she sits on the gates, yeah.
Accepted by rejectors, she's a social saint, yeah.
...and I believe... in her...
Connection.
Outstanding, she's outspoken, she knows how to talk to me.
Flourishing and flowering, she'll make a lazy man walk
a hundred miles.
Pure as a mountain spring, her smile cleanses everything.
Humble so as not to show, a voice so pure it melts the sky,
When she sings… mmm to me.
...and I believe... in her...
Correction.
All my sins. All my sins.
Her eyes are the torch-lights; you cannot hide your broken soul.
When you burn too deep, she pulls you out of the coals.
...and I believe in her.
I believe in her.
I believe in her.
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oblio Pasadena, California
Loud sad DIY lads making music. The band is Alex, Blake & Free.
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Blake’s spooky indie-folk project he does with his wife Jesica. Features all the members of oblio on most of the songs, so it’s kind of like an oblio side-project, too! Very moody and vibey.
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Free Parking! is a punk band we love dearly... so much so that we produced and recorded their album "Fanfiction" for 'em. It's a killer album, & their other records are equally killer. Check it!
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Blake & Alex (of oblio) started this LA folk-rock band a few years before oblio was formed. They were very young, but there's a few gems. It's a good next-step for oblio super-fans who want more.
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