Feeling of Home

from Trading Graves by 2 a.m. Orchestra

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You start out walking a road in which you do what you’re told
You keep your eyes on the line, you keep the rules on your mind
You keep the law on your tongue, keep distance from everyone
While you’re growing up

The years go by you’re unsure about your place in the world
All you thought was your own was just a product of home
Home’s a product of state and state’s a product of hate
A dark tradition of competition
So your sedition begins
You’re writing letters, signing petitions, mailing them to the man
The man who works for the state, the state’s a product of hate

Here we go again
In end in sight and no sign of the end
We’re just doing the best that we can
It’s not a perfect world it’s just the one that we’re living in

Then you’ll find someone who can share the burden with you
Your situation won’t change but you’ll escape from the pain
You’ll stay young and in love until enough is enough
‘Till you find the other’s a product of mother and father and family and home
A home controlled by the state, the state controlling your fate

Here we go again
In end in sight and no sign of the end
We’re just doing the best that we can
It’s not a perfect world it’s just the one that we’re living in

You’ll watch the world getting poor but you won’t care anymore
You look at your face in the mirror and can’t believe you’re still here
That life has gone on this long and all you thought turned out wrong
Nothing learned, no confidence
Same old shit, different circumstance

Life is not but a plan hatched in the mind of a man
Who’s trying all on his own to find a feeling of home
But home’s a product of state, state’s a product of hate
The hate that God has for man - man who failed in his plan
To build for himself a soul, to find a feeling of home
But you can get what you want, what you want in the end
‘Cause there’s no soul to be got, you just gotta pretend.

Here we go again
In end in sight and no sign of the end
We’re just doing the best that we can
It’s not a perfect world it’s just the one that we’re living in

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from Trading Graves, released February 21, 2020

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2 a.m. Orchestra Auckland, New Zealand

"Dark harmonies and compelling melodies performed with equal parts sombre emotion and stark perfection." (NZ Musician Magazine)


"2 a.m. Orchestra has delivered an album that is worthy of superlatives. Impermanence deftly translates the chaos and elation of life, into uplifting and well-arranged rock songs - songs fused with eclecticism, vigour and exuberance."
(Get Frank)
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