Red Mosquito

chud sucks

1 star, would not recommend

This is probably my second favorite on the album

It does sounds like Tom yeah..i love those guitars at the start...not sure about the last half.

really fucking hate this song. Horribly boring Springsteen style word vomit in the verses, decent chorus. Maybe it will come alive in a live setting.

This is so not springsteen in any sense of the word

Strat wrote:This is so not springsteen in any sense of the word

it makes me think of "Streets of Philadelphia"

Strat wrote:This is so not springsteen in any sense of the word

Yeah, as a pretty big Springsteen fan, I don't see the comparison.

that's the first connection I made (Springsteen)

the springsteen is in his phrasing and the background synth in the back half. otherwise, it's a different trip.

really like the verses.

I thought of Springsteen doing Pink Floyd.

I'm hoping this one grows on me more.

Another very rough first stab at lyrics. A lot here I couldn't make out, and I only wanted to put down stuff I was pretty confident in


Seven oclock in the morning, gotta a message from afar
Down under an oasis where there are still dreams being born
And summer spoke to winter relaying all encouraging words
And I was fully grateful …….. messages were heard

Moved on from my despondency and left it in the bed
Do I leave it there still sleeping or do I kill it better yet
For this is no time for depression or self indulgent hesitance
This fucked up situation calls for all hands on deck

Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb
------- and you fight to keep that what you’ve earend
We saw the destination, go so close before its earned
Turn sideways from this undertow and do not be deterred

Floodlight dreams go drifting past
All the lives we could have had
Distant loves floating above
Close these eyes, they’ve seen enough

Caught the butterfly, broke its wing then put it on display
While stripped of all its beauty once it could not fly high away
Oh still alive like a _________overdosed on gamma rays
Another god’s creations destined to be thrown away

Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse they forged the North and West
And you’ve got Sitting Bullshit as our sitting president
While talking to his mirror – what’s he say, what’s it say back
the tragedy of _____________

His best days gone, hard to _________
Throwing angry punches with nothing to hit
Luminous thoughts were once all he had
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Knows relief will be coming soon

What’s to be done
Carve a path ----- rivers ----
Much to be done, oceans rising with the waves

----------------- refuse to slip away
They land in dreamland, they vow to call your name

Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done

Someone made an Inside Job connection to this song before. I think that's right - at least within the catalog

there's a quiet, unassuming grandeur to this one that i like

I didn't like this one the first time, now I really do

it really sounds like "Ordinary World" and I love that about it

This song reminds me of this other song.

im also hearing With or Without You by U2. Ugh

where is LawreceOrbach with lyric. My first stab is embarassing