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Pitfall & Snare
07:32
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The rain falls on the wicked as it falls upon the good
The righteous lie in judgement their tormentors have withstood
Because the poor are plundered, because the needy groan
I'll place them in their safety and take them as My own
For I am with you everywhere
Through dark and despair the depth of our soul is laid bare
Though pitfall and snare the light of the world is still there
The world we share is troubled as it has always been
By nightfall it has doubled seems evil gets the win
But what He whispers in our pleasure He shouts to us in our pain
He will guard us for forever and forever is our gain
For I am with you everywhere
Through dark and despair the depth of our soul is laid bare
Though pitfall and snare the light of the world is still there
The righteous will say, "Through these tests we trod"
The scoffer asks, "How can a loving God
Allow the evil that smites the innocent
Destroying our culture while scorching the earth"
Through dark and despair the depth of our soul is laid bare
Though pitfall and snare the light of the world is still there
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2. |
Time From Time
05:25
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Waiting on a pinnacle, passing moments lost in time
Hashing out my memories, my consciousness is so sublime
Ticking into past tense, my wandering mind lets me go
Back into my safety net, back to things I used to know
There’s a fine line between now and then, it’s a fine line we should know
There’s a coming to the if and when, there’s a coming time to go
My time to go
Yeah, my time to go
The record rotates smoothly while the stylus tracks the groove
Vibration creates energy and those electrons start to move
The arm moves to the center as the music moves along
The collection seeks completion as it moves from song to song
The sound surrounds its maker, these sounds surround their source
They move on toward their taker, their moving runs its course
It runs its course
Time, time from time
Time from time
The straight line
From its source
Forward course
No going back
Waiting on a pinnacle, my life’s seconds ticking by
The breaths I take forever gone, these same breaths breathe a sigh
Decisions past have brought me here and I will carry on
To this life I’m promised when this life is good as gone
There’s a fine line between now and then, it’s a fine line we should know
There’s a coming to the if and when, it’s a coming time to go
My time to go
There’s a fine line between now and then, it’s a fine line we should know
There’s a coming to the if and when, it’s a coming time to go
Your time to go
Your time to go
My time to go
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3. |
Brand New Day
09:20
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Open your eyes
Let in the light that springs from a brand new day
And you realize
Words can't express the things that you want to say
The sun begins its arc as it moves from the horizon
The gentle breezes rise and blow the mist away
Light replaces dark and withoput compromisin'
We introduce ourselves to a brand new day
Yeah, welcome to a brand new day
The chill in the air
Stirs a memory that you thought was lost
With no time to spare
You seize upon a life worth lived above all cost
The day comes alive in the fullness of its glory
My shadow shrinks and hides from from the zenith sun
The noontime will arive and pass on into the story
The story that unfolds in this brand new day
So welcome to the story of this brand new day
We're not given to tomorrow
No worth in counting of our days
Nor is there time for us to borrow
Past moments lost along life's ways
What we see is so much less than what there is
And so much more than we can ever grasp
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4. |
Lear Jet Gospel
11:12
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How can they be so influential? These wolves in sheep's clothing that prey on the poor
From pulpits of gold so essential, in palaces large they plead from us more!
Whipping up a raptured congregation with promises beyond their dreams so wild
Pilfering the innocent young mother of means which could be used to feed her child
Deceiving through a gospel warped to their design
Fleecing all the gullible to take all they consign
Their message as slick as the package, it rolls off the tongue to tickle one's ears
Twisting an inspired teaching, the end result hidden not as it appears
Enticing with a message full of riches for autos and fine homes in which to live
And jets to fly them off to third world countries to promise new life only if they give
Riches stored in heaven compared to those on earth
Will be there forever with ensured eternal worth
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5. |
Troll
04:54
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Unlike you and me we've got these people, you see, they could be anyone you see on the street
But chances are, night or day, if they’d have their way, they’d just sit in the dark and sulk in their seat
Twisting your words they suck you right into a debate you can't win
With every turn they aim for your pride ignoring facts on your side
Why does it always come down to this?
Words appear on the screen typed by someone unseen, y'can't tell if it's a her or a him
Seems they sit there all day with a whole lot to say hiding behind a catchy pseudonym
Then out of the blue they throw you a curve that's strikes the wrong nerve
Quick to respond, you catch a quick breath before you battle to death
Why does it always come down to this?
It's a lesson well learned maybe you should have spurned the advances made by your little troll
It's not really a sin that you thought you could win after all you seemed to be on a roll
Fooled once again, you gave your best shot, you thought you were hot
How could you know the hours you’d waste with Joe Cut-and-Paste
Like it or not time wasn't well spent but you thought you could vent
Maybe next time you could even the score by trolling some more
Why does it always come down to this?
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6. |
Far Away
13:56
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I. Discovery
Is there any reason to wonder
To voice what my soul longs to say
From You did I so freely wander
And find myself so far away
The rift that’s become my own doing
Has pushed my storm out to sea
Now I find I’m pursuing
To fill the void left in me
Lightness of being so attractive
The goal I have sought from the start
Wanting just to be is my end game
Yet heaviness tugs at my heart
Why is it that I aspire
To have all things my own way
Knowing full well Your desire
To fill my heart – but, not today
II. Defiance
I fill my days with pleasure
I fill my days with toys
To drown out Your voice when you call me
I fill my days with noise
With shoulders back I defy You
And rely on my own strength
In order to avoid your company
I keep You at arm’s length
This my life!
This my world!
My dominion, my home
This my life!
This my world!
Sitting high here on my throne
The hours I fill with wordplay
The phrases make no sense
Yet in my mind I’m invincible
As you pull me off my fence
I jump right back up and defy You
Your life in me pulled apart
Expressing the will You bestowed on me
I unknowingly break Your heart
This my life!
This my world!
My dominion, my home
This my life!
This my world!
Sitting high here on my throne
III. Defeat
Is this freedom that I'm after
Is this freedom found within
Could it have led to my disaster
Could it have caused my life's chagrin
I now have motives that I'm seeking
I now seek with a clearer mind
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KDB3 Fort Walton Beach, Florida
KDB3 is the solo studio entity of Doug Bowers. Doug began performing in the mid seventies as keyboardist and singer for Brandywine in and around Morgantown, WV. He moved to Fort Walton Beach, FL in the early eighties and continued performing in various cover bands. He began his love of writing more complex, progressive rock pieces in the mid nineties. ... more
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