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Here We Are

by Jacky

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You've been going around in circles But you know time doesn't stop And your thoughts are all klichés Repetitious radio pop You wish you had a future You wish you had an aim Something meant for you Your special claim to fame Be happy for no reason Be thankful for TV Settle down, forget your dreams There is no misery You wish your friends were dying You long for hurricanes and bombs Wish you had something to fight for Someone to make a sacrifice for And you know it's very stupid You know they dream of being you In their cold and worn-out houses You shouldn't worry, should you? Be happy for no reason Be thankful for TV Settle down, forget your dreams There is no misery "Get your act together" is the answer to everything in boots made of leather wearing a golden ring Sympathy isn't worth it and you know you don't deserve it Now they preach punk rock from the pulpit Given time, anything will turn to shit Be happy for no reason Be thankful for TV Settle down, forget your dreams There is no misery Take it out on the NSA Wait for 1984 then break out of the kliché get caught and say you fought Dark clouds pass and scatter The river doesn't care You could go walking in the mountains You could go virtually anywhere Be happy for no reason Be thankful for TV Settle down, forget your dreams There is no misery Construct a shell of beauty Lay your borders clear A baby's unspoiled purity Its eyes that see no fear Dream of golden fields and budding grains of rhye While our fate is softly sealed while fire fills the sky Be happy for no reason Be thankful for TV Settle down, forget your dreams There is no misery Stand on rainy city streets Watch the drunk girls going home write down something wise and sad about the fall of Rome You have everything you'll ever need but you're part of a dying breed the future belongs to who knows who but certainly not to you Be happy for no reason Be thankful for TV Settle down, forget your dreams There is no misery
2.
I'm here again I'm fighting the fight I'm here again Standing up for what's right But nothing ever happens No story is told Nothing ever happens Except that I'm growing old Because my rebellion is a streak of yelps and blurps Largely illegible and largely unheard I'm crying for change so I can say that I tried Then I'll settle for my lot in a corrupt paradise Is it the fall of the west or just the fall of us? Should we let it go down? Have we seen enough? And after the fall, can we meet again? Can we leave it in the past? Can we still be friends? Here we are Generation confusion Here we are Unfolding in obscurity Here we are Grasping at straws and soon breaking laws Here we are All our words are futile here we are our ideas incorrect Going to waste in hip cafés Well, what did we expect? Our rebellion is a streak of yelps and blurps Largely illegible and largely unheard We're crying for change so we can claim that we tried Half-heart revolution and lies, lies, lies... Is it the fall of the west or just the fall of us? Should we let it go down? Have we seen enough? And after the fall, can we meet again? Can we leave it in the past? Can we still be friends?
3.
Quiet 03:18
Quiet, the world stands still for us The moon and the lake in a hush We're lost in our songs We're lost in ourselves We sit behind windows We sit in our cells We're lost in identities lost in ideals Fragmented entities Asleep at our wheels Quiet, the world stands still for us The moon and the lake in a hush Our sadness is clear as ice and the moon shines bright tonight the city is quiet our hearts in communion we all sleep side by side and the view rises up to the city from above a garland of stars when you look from afar and everything is calm in the dark Quiet, the world stands still for us The moon and the lake in a hush on another quiet evening, broken you and broken I when we sit together and watch the seagulls fly they'll never make us into numbers they'll never count the drops of our blood battered, worn and wry our secret dreams will never die Quiet, the world stands still for us The moon and the lake in a hush
4.
Golden Gate 05:33
We used to dream with drinks held high We used trust in the evening sky We fought and lost and fought again redeemed and revived by the dark of night I'm not saying things were better then I'm saying they were less clear Now we sit around and wait wired to the golden gate in cities all around the world born too early or too late I'm not saying things were better then I'm saying they were less clear I'm not saying we have reached the end I'm saying we're still here Archaic movements spell out lies the shouting is over by morning Under our clothes we're all blank "Can you accept me as I am?" Falling back into our minds Growing old before our time What have we got to show? Where did the future go? I'm not saying that things were better then I'm saying they were less clear I'm not saying we have reached the end I'm saying we're still here
5.
I Am Jacky 02:53
Know my face and mark my words Write my name across the Earth I was once an enchanted man and I still am I still am I got thrown out of course I got tangled up in days Sank so deep in papers Lost my passion in clichés I was taken by their promises I was caught up in their game I woke up in a trance I went to sleep again I'm so sick of these tiresome antics There's nothing here to find and I spit at the cavorting pedantics Telling me what's on my mind I've been waiting in the traffic when I know that I can fly I've been hanging with heretics I let their tripe pollute my sky There's a song playing in the distance and I remember it from long ago there are songs that transcend existence they are all you need to know I've been hating all these tiresome antics and there's nothing here to find but now Death In June and Chromatics remind me who I am I am Jacky Jacky is me I am Jacky continually I am Jacky Jacky is me I am Jacky eternally In the dark I understand that I hold the stars in my hand I love the streetlights and I love your eyes I am what I epitomize In the dark I understand that I hold the stars in my hand I love the streetlights and I love your eyes I am Jacky

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All songs by Jacob Stubbe Østergaard.

Special thanks:
Coffee, unemployment, the economic crisis, the hip cafés in which I go to waste and the unhip 80's bands that taught me all I know.

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released February 7, 2014

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