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We Came From Space

Lyrics by Bill Hubauer

All systems set to go
As we prepare escape to somewhere
The star fire burning low
And our future calls from out there
Leading somewhere
We'll surely die here
So we flee this place

Rising, we go to space
They're calling us home
Lifetimes to reach this place

The light is shifting red
Slowing, our engines burn off star dust
Horizon's golden thread
Glowing, the firmament surrounds us
Seeming boundless
The Earth announces:
Welcome human race!

Falling, we came from space
They're calling us home
Lifetimes to reach this place

Welcome Home!


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Vivid Colours

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

All of the pranksters are in a panic
And all of your fans have turned fanatic
Hangnails are heartbreak - open turns opaque
And all of your stations turn to static

All of your idols gone away
Those on the path now led astray
A king in velvet for the day
The vivid colours turning gray

All of your sages have fallen silent
Trusted and true, became a tyrant
The enlightened came up lame - the pious profane
And all of the diligent defiant

All of your idols gone away
Those on the path now led astray
A king in velvet for the day
The vivid colours turning gray

The once dependable, now disinclined.


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Pieces of the Sky

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

I found myself in the most peculiar places
Just like a dream where friends have unfamiliar faces
Lost in a maze, surrounded by cold laughter
And every turn will keep me trapped forever after

Pieces of the sky will fall upon you, just like rain
And they will fill your eyes with sunshine once again
Though now you’re scattered you will soon be whole, and then
Pieces of the sky will fall upon you just like rain

My own reflection has become a mystery
My imperfections are all that I can see
I tried to find some purchase, some warmth beyond the pale
But instead became the serpent consuming its own tail

Pieces of the sky will fall upon you, just like rain
And they will fill your eyes with sunshine once again
Though now you’re scattered you will soon be whole, and then
Pieces of the sky will fall upon you just like rain

I know that I’m not the only one
Who feels Like a shadow chasing the setting sun
But when the day is done and night has come
You'll still see me


 
 
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All Rights Reserved

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

Rights! Responsibilities
Hype! The new democracy
Blight! Infallibility
Ripe! With possibility

Follow the money
You might be surprised
To find your independence
Outsourced and franchised 

Swallow your anger
Try not to explode
While all you believe
Continues to erode 

Sight! Is disability
Swipe! To show brand loyalty
Fight! Your insecurities
Tripe! Accountability 

Follow the money
You might be surprised
To find your independence
Outsourced and franchised

Follow the leader
Work hard ‘til you die
The more that you make
The more that you can buy

Buy American
Bye, bye America
Buy American
Corporately owned majesty

Might! Without diplomacy
Indict! Your own supremacy
Spite! With no contingency
Ignite! And make a vacancy

Follow the money
You might be surprised
To find your independence
Outsourced and franchised

Swallow your anger
Try not to explode
While all you believe
Continues to erode 


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My eyes have seen the glory
Of the chairman of the board
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored

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Business as Usual

Lyrics by Dave Hawk

Groupthink
Dogma stink
Mob mentality
Check logic at the door

Left, right
Black and white
Nothing in between
The war to start all wars

As truck-stop philosophers preach to the choir
The jet-setting plastics throw fuel on the fire

Big business as usual
Both sides of the aisle
False truth, forked tongue, great big phony smile

Half blind
Speak your mind
But never mind the truth
You'll never tread on me

Free speech
Verbal bleach
Say anything you want, 
Don't rewrite history

As for-profit prophets then take to the stage
The willfully ignorant lap up the rage

Just whores in the newsroom
Talking points to advertise
Who cares fact or fiction, does it polarize?

Big business as usual
Both sides of the aisle
False truth, forked tongue, great big phony smile

You're so vain, you never thought this song was about you


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Eye to Eye

Lyrics by Dave Hawk

The newbie eyes the bait
The monster lies in wait
Devour and dominate
In anonymity

Too scared to ever date her
Ten vicious keystrokes later
Expose and humiliate her
A coward’s victory

   Look up, The world is on display
   Hook up, It’s just a kiss away

Towers all around us
Connections still confound us
Hard drivin’ clouds in the sky
Take time to listen
Make the contact you’ve been missin’
Get your facetime eye to eye

Digital desolation
We're the techni-generation
Slaves to our own innovation
And just too blind to see

There's no real satisfaction
With no human interaction
So hellbent on our own distraction
We’ve lost humanity


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We Came From Space is now

Dave Buzard – Guitar and vocals
Dave Hawk - Bass and vocals
Bill Hubauer - Keyboards and vocals
Tim Malone - Drums, high fives, and ig'nant percussion

Recorded between Earth and Tim’s house sometime in the early part of the 21st century.
Produced, engineered, and mixed by We Came From Space
Mastered by We Came From Space and Gary Smith

All songs copyright 2018 Pew Boy Music, all rights reserved
(that’s not just a thought revoking song title)

Chaos and stasis are meant to be temporary states.

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Special Thanks

Very special thanks to first mission alumni, Bret "Lord Minus" Talbert, and Mike "Secret Weapon" Kurtz for helping to chart the course.

Thanks to Bob Snyder for knowing that Tim had the right stuff for this mission.

Thanks to Gary Smith for his mastering assistance, animal brunt, and general good nature. Bingo, jingo, you're in the Twinkies!

Thanks to Jim Scobel for bass at the DMF (It's not like its rocket science or anything)

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The promise of...

Out of Phase

Lyrics by Dave Buzard and Bill Hubauer

You sold the promise of a technicolor morning
and delivered shades of gray
Watched me slip into a chasm ever yawning
and declared it a good day

If that's the song that got you through
Then I'm so glad it worked for you.
Round and round and up and down
but never forward, an illusion in reverse

By all appearances I'm going through the motions
but always getting worse
Some will seek a reckoning
But I can’t hear the beckoning 

Out of phase and I
Can’t feel no matter how I try
I’m out of phase.

Out of phase, I'm made
A silhouette against the shade

Night has turned to frost
I’m shifted 3 degrees from lost

I’m out of phase and I
Can’t feel no matter how I try

I’m out of phase but can be found
Still standing up and standing ground


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a technicolor morning?

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The Mission

Lyrics by Dave Hawk  and Dave Buzard

These are chaos days, that I can barely face
We try not to panic, in this manic race

The greatest chance that we take
Is in exposing ourselves at daybreak
Or walking in shadows not ever awake

We are driven by the coins and the caffeine
Breathe fire in between the cogs, and the machine

The greatest chance that we take
Is in exposing ourselves at daybreak
Or walking in shadows not ever awake

Sunshine, rewind, redlined
Get up and do it again

Speak out, don't shout, wipeout
Get up and do it again

Crusade, upgrade, get paid
Get up and do it again

Slide shows, new clothes, brown-nose
Get up and do it again

The greatest chance that we take
Is in exposing ourselves at daybreak
Walking in shadows not ever awake


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Sometimes Nothing

Lyrics by Dave Buzard (PT Rocks)

Sometimes, you are just what the number say
Some things, are always going to be that always

We're longing for substance
But we settle for style
Remain blind to the essence
And can't reconcile

Somethings, will never see the light of day
Sometimes, the anger never goes away

We're longing for substance
But we settle for style
Remain blind to the essence
And can't reconcile

Sometimes nothin' is a pretty cool hand
Nothin' lets you know right where you stand
Sometimes Nothin' is a pretty cool
A pretty cool hand.

Invisible monsters come out of the dark
Real or imagined, they all leave a mark


 
 

Easily Led

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

You’ve got my heart, eager to be led
You’ve got those eyes that I can’t get out of my head
I hear your voice, everything you’ve said
You’ve got the song that I can’t get out of my head

Sugar, come to me
Carry the water, set me free
Set me free

Breathing fire again
Time is slipping let’s begin
Let’s begin

You’ve got my heart, eager to be led
You’ve got those eyes that I can’t get out of my head
I hear your voice, everything you’ve said
You’ve got the song that I can’t get out of my head

We are forever friends
From the beginning, through the end
Through the end

Silence I can’t abide
Lend me your ear, let me inside
Let me inside

You’ve got my heart, eager to be led
You’ve got those eyes that I can’t get out of my head
I hear your voice, everything you’ve said
You’ve got the song that I can’t get out of my head

You opened up to me and shared yourself
Speak to me my, heart begins to melt
It was the line I needed to save myself
I only want the same as everyone else


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Unsung

Lyrics by Dave Buzard

Well you closed your eyes
Thinking you could stop the sky from falling

And you held on fast
Hoping you could stop the time from crawling

Those songs will never sound that way again
And here and now is wondering where you've been

You call it innocence
But you were really just unpolished
The words you thought would stay brand new
come back to us reflected deja vu

Always in your own way
Surrounded by fantasies demolished
In spite of all your best laid plans
The tangible turned mercury in your hand

Those songs will never sound that way again
And here and now is wondering where you've been

Radio playing on and on
To make you think that you belong
To a time and place forever young
And the present tense remains unsung