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High Tech Spades

from Prometheus Run by Likewise

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I’m a rich land’s son in a dead man’s fate
I got graves along the interstate
Cause so long as time has got me caught
I don’t plan to seek a sense at all
While armies kill and cultures mourn
The scales they weigh with broken arms
And the ferryman he boosts the price
For the fee we place upon their eyes at dawn

So you been riding on your own now
But you merely roam your cage
If we don’t ride as one together it’s gonna be too late

So I’m out at sea doing farmers work
And the labor marks on my arms hurt
Cause the temperature don’t stop to rise
With that torch we traded for our eyes
What matters most is not to see
But to burn what might bring peace to me
Cause of peace my friend, no money’s made
So I’m digging graves with high-tech-spades at dawn

So you been dying on your own now
But if you’d asked we could have helped
Cause only teamplay puts some meaning to the heat down here in hell

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from Prometheus Run, released June 8, 2012

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Likewise Wien, Austria

Hey, we're LIKEWISE, we're 5 people, we're based in Vienna, we make some kind of indie-folk-music and we really like each other.

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"likewise- from austria, raw it is, like punk or two gallants or irish drinking songs, it’s so pleasant…no shit, full-blooded breathes of life"
(F. Clemons Hall)
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