DISINTEGRATION SYMPHONY from EGRESS by Ben Ballinger

DISINTEGRATION SYMPHONY
Chaos will billow, Blind and slow
Displace the air and Erase the foothold
Destroy the fruit, Rejoice in the juice
You want all of the sweet, Without having to chew
Every ending has a story, A tangled thread we weave
Stop praying for the credits, Suspend your disbelief
IF I FALL SOMEDAY, LET IT BE,
LET IT BE, WITH AMA- ZING - GRACE

LOOK at US Filming Ourselves, FILMING OURSELVES
Another movement in the Disintegration Symphony

Ya better buy a brighter bulb, that’ll never burn out
You got a closet of flammable candles, That We’d love to throw out
And the sun doesn’t shine, When you need to see
But it Beams thru the shades, When You’re trying to sleep
Al-ways stan-ding around, Al-ways Sta-ring down
Trying to stand up for your friends And out from the Crowd
BUT YOUR BRAIN IS DYING IN YOUR HANDS,
YOUR THOUGHTS….ARE BURIED IN THE CLOUD

Some Bright Day, the curtain crumbles
Giving up the ghost in the machine
Into the eyes of innocence, Disintegrating

Great plains of half men, Leagues of sad Ladies, and their babies
All stumbling in the dark, Til they decide to sing
The roars of joy, And the cries of pain
They all ring out, In the peoples key
STILL HUNTING FOR THE HAR - MONY,
BIG HEARTS…. AND TERRIBLE MEMORIES
So we Film ourselves, FiGHTING Ourselves,
Another way to forget that we’ve learned no less-ons yet

• Austin Texas
• Folk
• americana
• rock alt-folk
• singer-songwriter
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