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Scuba Our Park Bench A new park has been made for us to play, kids out of streets in this midsummers day We needed a place to sit and contemplate, so we petitoned the city for benches to create Our benches were made and minds relax, it just took a little bit and a temporary tax First kisses were made and maybe some hearts broken, if these benches could talk we could feel the emotion More money in the kitty, to keep everyhting all fixed and kept up Playing games and singing, well kept grass and growing shrubs Growing crowds and lots of, people everywhere Running back and forth with, kites flying in the air All the benches sitting, full with people sitting and smiling In the morning and the, evening, bodies relax and retiring From monday, to sunday, joggers move and go through the pathway And birthdays, and anniversaries, the bench gets used every day The local factory gets closed and people sit there, and worry Where did my future go and savings go, moving out in a hurry The park gets littered and left hard to keep, less money in the city Benches become beds for those with no money, left with no pity Wailing sirens and barking dogs, a world turned upside down De-population says the statician, no taxes to go around Our park bench breaks and falls apart, people lose their solidarity Locked doors and ownership, all rentism creats is insularity We cleaned up our park, put it back together from where we start Hand in hand - one step at a time, building trust - it takes a lot of heart Our park bench put back in place, our thoughts sit at rest with a relaxing face No more hoarding contest, little by little fear ends its arrest Hope, and jump rope, keeping pace every day Sit and smile, watch the worls move and play Hear and listen, see a world weve been missing See and breathe, relax senses - no more fences Our park bench is a symbol, of what we do for each other - its very simple

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Scuba Dont Be Afraid Standing in the rain and dreaming sitting in the sun, how many times some have to go through this, just want to break and run The clouds rarely break, the ground cracks with relief, waiting silent tension, a mind in disbelief And time...goes slow...holding on...to its shadow And after every kick and punch, it leaves scares on our back Look to turn around, the villain hides from its attack Provoking its tension, to cry victim when it caused the attack Stupidity run amok, the mind of a broken meglomaniac And time...goes slow...holding on...to its shadow and time...goes slow In group out group, sets the stage, creating conflict, in silent rage Toxic amusement, looks like fun, finger in the mirror, blame and run Selective data has its day, everybody loses but denies it anyway An atomized society loses its grip, with its sanity fiction to fray This is cower, this is fear, conform to group, standing there Loss of freedom, loss of choice, life is gone with the loss of its voice Stranded and idle, frail and thin, the in group loses but claims a win Deception undetected kept from the lenses, building bigger and higher fences Takes strength and courage to take a stand, when fear and hate makes it demand Love is feared from group conception, hate is created from self-deception But strong legs you can walk through it, hope reforged with a light that can never quit How many times we have to go through this, to embrace our freedoms very first kiss So wahtever you do when those that join in fear where hope has strayed, no matter the trick theres solace to be found, so dont be afraid With every change moving forward, redundant stigma then put into order Lives get spent with a voice unrelent, heroes defined with feelings left to vent Taking chances living uncomfortable, guided by a heart that is ungovernable Racial hatred and gender inequality, still have to struggle with that still constantly Fear of love, seen as fraility, used to create then denied its reality Hold your breath, until your death, the violence inside never gets its rest Follow dictation, from the station, the message is mixed and causes frustration The blood pumps too fast and reaches heart failure, a life lived never never knowing its true nature Sink or swim, as choices become very slim and makes the future look quite grim Modern thoughts still carry old posion, travels generations and still gets its way in With every freedom we want for each other, fear still makes borders telling us to hide for cover Those who are brave still hold a candle in the darkness, show us its okay that we can be better than cowardice Dont be afraid, looking over ones shoulder, walking strong and never losing composure Remeber behind every face of hate, there could be inside a life ready to change To be on the right side of history, equal choices to be had for every ethnicity Breaking the mold can be painful to old ideals, but then again its better than kicking ones heels

Scuba Everybody Gets A Chance "Welcome to the big show, see the people come and go, your chances are slim, but you can try, hey you never know Roll the dice and pay the price, take out the loan and dont think twice, think sweet dreams of paradise, watch them get crushed in the vise" Everybody should get a chance, but no they really dont, same old song and dance, driven down an endless road Everybody should get a chance, to reap what they sowed, but the ever growing price, stops those dreams from coming to unfold Listen now, we need to get something straight, modern income inequality is getting to great, nothing trickles down and goes through the grate, its never ever too late We werent born to divide each other, living life looking over our sgoulder, we push kick and love, but fear somehow governs our sense of every other Everybody should get a chance, but no they really dont, same old song and dance, driven down an endless road Everybody should get a chance, to reap what they sowed, but the ever growing price, stops those dreams from coming to unfold As the public gets atomized - time stands still, pessimist thinking then runs up the till, are things getting worse, or making a mountain out of a mole hill How many Einsteins have come and gone, fell through the crackes and pushed along, dreams sold to debt, let go and settle on Everybody should get a chance, but no they really dont, same old song and dance, driven down an endless road Everybody should get a chance, to reap what they sowed, but the ever growing price, stops those dreams from coming to unfold Our hearts need to be set free like wild fire, filling the airwaves through the amplifier, think create and make, leading others with thoughts to inspire Its hard to start when others push you down, marked with paint and labeled as a clown, invest wait and see, if your ideals are holding ground "Oh come on now, everybody gets a chance, just pull up a chair or enjoy the song and dance If you need help with money, take out another loan, if that doesnt work we can always foreclose your home Comfort is freedom and labor is a bed of nails, if you have enough money your luck will never fail Choices are for those who can afford to pay the price, life is a lottery, go ahead and roll the dice" Listen now, we need to get something straight, modern income inequality is getting to great, nothing trickles down and goes through the grate, its never ever too late We werent born to divide each other, living life looking over our sgoulder, we push kick and love, but fear somehow governs our sense of every other It can be a labor of love to really believe in something, working at the goals as the heart gets pumping, read learn and grow, patience is hard but its all or nothing Every year our lives are getting better, we can always do more as we do it together, work love and sweat, our universal collective endeavor

Scuba Lantern The sun is warm, i can feel it on my face, my birthday today and me and my friends are playing chase My mom smiles and picks me up off my feet, i wish my father was still alive to see me so upbeat Running back and forth, stilts, hoops, and leap frog, put a ribbon on his neck and now we were all out chasing the dog Its 1590 and Im 7 years old, my mother keeps me good and I do what Im told The food was cooking and I could smell it in the air, it was time for us to eat so we all pulled up a chair I couldnt find my mother so I hopped back down on my feet, took a look outside and saw her burning alive in the street All the lights in the world went out, all the love in my heart left with only doubt My mother was burned alive for heresy and thought she was a witch, the executioner in silver and gold, his actions made him rich My uncle - the innkeeper - took me into his home and kept me safe, I try to be strong but the bond now broken leaves only a chafe I work hard at the inn and help keeping things clean, as the years go by my thoughts of love drift away broken and unseen I still keep the lantern my mother made me on that birthday, although its never been lit - I still keep it close to where I lay No doves fly here - work all day and night, the silent violence grows stronger and wants a fight My uncles hand can be heavy - so I stay quiet and wait, Ill play along for now but as I get older Ill be the master of my own fate And like all youth I grow wild and find my way to trouble, just to feel something out from under that rubble From the anger created, all love gets sedated - kick punch and steal with wild eyes it makes the situation And the hopelessness, with its helplessness, and the rage of the blood within me is to hard to suppress Nothing of love, and nothing of meaning, cant even remember when I stopped dreaming With my group of friends, well take anything we can, too fast to get caught being chased by angry men Playing cards in the street, earning coins that I keep, my work at the Inn gives me a bed where I can sleep But my uncle gets sour, heavy handed with power, says all my ideas are delusions of grandeur Got caught a few times, stealing bread in the shop, slapped my hands and said that had to stop I needed a bigger score, for my anger to adore, even when Im in trouble Im still looking for more In trouble again, my uncle locked me in, not allowed to eat, said my life was sin Said he could help, with the law off my back, get my life together, and keep it on track To help with his work, and his group of friends, learn what they do, and run odds and ends Then one night he called me in, said tonite Im ready for you to begin, put all your other thoughts aside, your good now to join us - youve been qualified "Meet us in the barn with those clothes, dont fret now I must impose, the hour here is getting late, dont disappoint me well be lting in wait" So I went into my room and got myself ready, didnt know what was coming - keeping my hands steady, walked out the steps and into the moonlight, looked at the carriages and saw something wasnt right Something familiar caught my eye, the gold and silver carriage from years gone by, I could feel it deep in my stomach, that deep inside a horrible thing was coming Opened the door, a woman tied on the floor, mouth chocked, didnt know what was in store My uncle winked, this is how, we get rid of evil, to help and save all our people We will douse her and you will burn her, your sins will be cleansed I must concur But not before the executioner steps in, reads her fate and then we begin A revelation unfolds cant think as the world turns dark with no sense of concentration I now know my uncle was the one who marked my mother into permanent death and damnation I have the truth now burning my eyes seeing the truth covered up with lies I throw the torch into the hay and ran out the door behind me for a fast getaway Running for miles I thought my feet could never stop Took a job on a ship working hard with a mop Kept going north to a port where a new life I could start Got a job at a college where I cleaned and pushed a cart I dont look behind me - the fear is gone and my life is my own Keep out of trouble - stick to myself - im free but feel alone With the darkness behind me and my new life ahead Be mindfull of others, being carefull where I tread And so many years later the memories do sometimes haunt I see my mother on fire and its the love that I want Little by little, I trust others and let people in But its when they get too close the fear can begin Lonliness and then its addiction, drinking myself into submission, I lose myself to its conviction, regret Walking past stores - looking into the window, my drunken body moves its body in limbo, I see a memory of a gift in the window, forget My blood grows warm overcome with love, the memory of the lantern I cant get rid of, my birthday gift given by my mother the dove, sweat The next morning the shop I did come, bought the lantern and gave up rum, lit the lantern as my heart beat like a drum, I said The love that was once lost is now returned, hate and fear were broken and overturned, I thought it was lost to me and burned but what was created from pain can again be turned my light cant be spurned this love I have earned this love I have earned this love I have earned into the sunset