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All The Notes (Still Hear)

by ShamGrammar

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1.
(chorus) there's nothing stopping you, its got to do with who's mocking you. there's no one facing you, you've got to move, but you do it too slow. there's something left in you, you've got to find what'll get you through. when there's nothing left to do but sing the the blues. good thing that you know. (verse) you know all the notes. man, you got all the quotes. my written is never bitten, my vision is never ending, my pen will never give in, i'm winning. no split decisions, don't care which division you say you're representing. i calmly tell you that i'm with the living so now you walking with zombies got those innervisions foggy. a bit dodgy. watch, i lead you through the patch in the valley to the gulch. your gut feeling my be to resist or just react but the best response is to sit back and mind melt, 'cause time's felt relatively. don't let it get you dizzy. just pick a spot and focus and put the world on notice. and get to knowing yourself, or get to knowing who else is out there, or get to growing your health, or get to knowing somebody new, or get to know your friends the way they know you. don't think about what's owed or what's borrowed, what's been said or what's been seen. no, don't think about tomorrow because its right now. not now, but right now. you can try to sneak up on it but somehow life will turn right around and stare you down when you're trying not to face it, so just embrace it. you feel it getting away from you then go and chase it. you can't set the pace, but you can lap it. stop and take a moment to look back at what you crafted. because there's one art that's never mastered. and even when it feels like things are backwards you keep moving forward enduring each disaster. a baby's cries, an old man's laughter. what exactly is it that you're after? is it right there in your grasp or to you does it even matter? x2 (chorus)
2.
Dirt Taste 02:42
(verse) sometimes i wonder if its all just a waste like the scenarios are all only worst case been isolated like a traveler in space and people seem to leave me with a dirt taste but when you look you won't see my hurt face cuz i'm already gone, running my own race you're running someone else's, just keeping pace on the track by myself i'm always first place the soul is the thing thats hard to erase i go on and on until my pen breaks for all the stupid mistakes that men make for the hundredth time the future has been late (x2) (chorus) we wear moon boots on earth -the future is late call fake grass astroturf -the future is late our cars still ride surface -the future is late we've soiled the dirt -the future is late (x2)
3.
They All Say 02:44
(verse 1) there was a time when he packed up his things and he washed his hands clean and said so much for remembering. there was a day when he put it all away just frozen in time for that moment it would stay. if he could only change yesterday. if there was only another way for him to replace the one thing he felt he lost when the door slammed, she stormed out the room, the lights turned grey. (chorus) if there was only another way if he could only change yesterday. yeah, that's what they all say that's just time slipping away. x2 (verse 2) there was a girl and she meant the whole world and he told her everday that he felt this way. there was a heart that was born to be torn apart, just lying in wait and she took that bait. first step date second step hesitate third step mate fourth step decimate. he didn't really stand a chance. man, she really knew how to dance. (chorus)
4.
(intro) i don't know where i ever thought my music would go i just always knew that it was in my soul. whether or not it sells or sits on your shelf or is compressed on a hard drive and left to itself. (chorus) i just wanna make you sing maybe even dance a little if that's your thing or a lot, or just nod your head if not, i get ya out of bed first thing in the morning, no need for an alarm clock to ring. (verse) i just wanna make ya think about what it means to be who you truly are no lights, no camera just the sun, moon and stars and no a.d. to yell action. when you wake up each day that's act one, scene one. there's no cuts, no retakes no green room, no gold plates no reality tv editing, no make-overs no green screen, that's so fake. you're just another day older. i know that weight on your shoulders can feel like the world sometimes that's why we learn to break boulders. some may crumble in the middle like clay. others may take days to chisel away. don't let it sway you remain sturdy when they do you dirty and try to play you, don't become them, stay you. a real friend wouldn't betray you, they would stay true to the end. i know sometimes its fun to pretend but there's a big difference you see between following your dreams and living in a fantasy. trying to be the man of the year like lebowski on the cover of time magazine. when we've got so much to achieve and its you and its me. i just know what i believe and its you and its me. too many alive, but not enough living. too many to feed, but not enough giving. too many are living, but not enough alive. too many feast, while not enough allowed to thrive. (chorus)
5.
(chorus) its a sign of the times to show no interest in another's well-being "these hands aren't for helping" reminds me that i'm one in a trillion, melting in the brilliant sun and the shade is fading still stay on my grind blood, sweat and tears aside somewhere inside there's still a soul that hides on this incline we climb two steps forward three back and it stays like that i guess its just a flawed design (refrain) depraved or devine, the brain or the mind press play or rewind. the slave or paid wage, the saint or the sage, the script or blank page. the line that we stand in we write on, we draw in the sand so that sides are known. the land that we build on we farm with, we pave over we claim that we own. (verse 1) the next face that you see could become your best friend or already be your worst enemy. and that's not destiny its a little bit closer to serendipity. you want pity for your petty problems. chances are in yourself you possess the power to solve them. but instead of searching you go on hurting and mega-negativity is what you're exerting. (chorus) (verse 2) the next time that you are eating, not snacking but four-course meal lip-smacking. try to imagine just for a single moment how many are lacking, not only this luxury, but even basic nutrition. its sickening we call it the human condition, the same water we drink is the water we piss in and fish in. we can barely even make our own decisions anymore. they're made for us by a man of vision on the television. with pre-programmed wisdom. mind, body and soul. universe, temple or prison. what's a sin and what's forgiven? (refrain)
6.
(chorus) gimme room, gimme room to breathe gimme something true to believe gimme food, gimme food to eat and preferably something that won't lead to disease. gimme magic with no tricks up your sleeve and gimme dreams, gimme dreams i can achieve. can achieve when i awake from my deep sleep but i haven't slept deep in at least three weeks. gimme hope, gimme faith in myself. gimme something i can use then give to someone else. and around and around it goes and around and around it goes. (verse) and its then and its now and its when when somehow we become lost i suppose the best way, the best way to be found is to start back over again. give me tradition, don't give me trend. give me traction, don't give me tread. give me rope, don't give me thread. the first thing that they draw on the hangmans' his head. x2 so give me flour, don't give me bread don't give me the stove, just give me the fire instead. violence is blue but when blood flows it shows red. shit, there's no company check worth shedding it. much less my tears n' sweat you can keep your private jet i'll stick with my self respect. working man always sticking out his neck axe chop help wanted need a job? go and rob. its fleece or floss even the boss man taking losses like a water fountain coin toss. its fleece or floss even the boss man taking losses like a 50/50 heads or tails coin toss. (chorus)
7.
(chorus) i'll just keep traveling down this road. i see the whole world out in front of me. and there's so many things that i've been told. some of them i hold and some i just let go. (verse 1) i'm the pilot on my makeshift backyard spaceship. born to explore, record and erase shit. build stuff and break it, take it to that other level heaven, man, i don't know if i'm gonna make it. but i do try to live right. respect people's rights and give equal light to thoughts from deep inside insight. at midnight we launch pad the quarter pipe. take flight. into starry skies we rise, our batteries are re-energized. it should come as no surprise, even though it may take you a little while to realize. realization, quit wasting your vacation and put in work in some off-time motivation. motivate your soul, meditate your role, motivate your goal, meditate your soul. (bridge) i'm here to tell those listening to just keep on travelling, the whole world's out there for you. don't miss a thing, don't stop exploring. i'm here to tell those travelling to just keep on listening the whole world's out there for you, don't miss a thing. x2 don't stop exploring life's not boring. life's not boring as long as you keep on exploring. so start enjoying it, life's not boring as long as you're exploring it. (chorus) (verse 2) so let go, let life unfold. let there be many more days of growing old, and of feeling young and of wondering where has the time gone? or where did she come from? or where is she now? or why did she leave? man, i lost her somehow. looking back it all seems like the same old game, but when you're caught in the moment, its so new and so insane. it happened so fast, now its all gone in a flash. i lost her somehow. where did she go? where is she now? (chorus)
8.
Maintain 02:48
(verse 1) for every season there are several reasons i continue bleeding through this pen. the ink's a seed planted, each rhyme a tree, granted it gets recorded. either way i kill pages. uneven advantage, war is waged, lives saved, minds changed. long range, kersey-type architecture, light reflects camoflauge texture, disappear at night, seem strange. only focus on what remains. only knowing what they're told, not finding things out on their own. i shine like a star, not as in a celebrity, as in a desolate, lonely rock far in the depths of your galaxy. the difference between fantasy and falacy. the difference between rain and a hurricane. there is a balance we all try to maintain. (verse 2) now it may be true that no man is an island but i am a mountain, chop you down with the edge of my hand or my mic stand like iggy. stay away from that star dust, trust, i don't wanna be depressed like ziggy. sneak like fog through your city to one step above a hole in the wall to get busy. who we are, other than a superstar, is not important, but i know that you're important and i also know that i'm important. you and i don't really wanna be superstars. we only know what matters. forget the latest chatter, the radio, the drive-thru the malls, the satellites all i want is what is right. the sounds in the night always seem more radiant, though the imagery may be more gradient shades, light fades faces change, your game is a little different than the real world. your name's a little less important than that of who you'd steal for, provide meals for. feels more or less like the more we live the more we stress, but we can make it if we progress. we got to digress from hatred in order to proccess the respect we need to meet at the next step. the concept is not too complex, it just requires that we all acquiesce to the self. conciousness cannot exist without oneness. the earth's climate, atmosphere chemical make-up distance from the sun, its all so clear, we're all here for her, to assist in sustaining sustaining the biosphere. there is a balance we all try to maintian.

about

"All The Notes (Still Hear)", Sham's follow up to 2008's "Lend An Ear". This collection of songs, having survived a hard-drive crash, a change in address, a stint of unemployment and few other trials and tribs we won't go into here, finally sees the light of day. This is also Sham's first album featuring beats made using the MPC2000.

All songs written and recorded between June 2010 - December 2012.

credits

released December 13, 2014

All music and lyrics written by ShamGrammar.
All noises made by Sham except the part on track 04 which is a sample of Jason Lee's voice from some movie where he's famous.

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