Cocoon EP

by Art Kenyon

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released 06 February 2011
Cover art by Troy Gua! Check him out here: www.troygua.com (Photo by Hilary Gray - www.hilarygray.com)

Performers:
Art Kenyon - Guitar & Vocals
Vince Ditrich - Percussion
Norm Fisher - Bass God
Richard Sera - Keys

Produced by: Vince Ditrich
(Check him out here --> www.vinsynch.com )
Engineered by: Richard Sera

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Track Name: Cocoon
I don't want to be, living in a reality-
Where everyone, but me, seems to know-
Exactly where my life will lead.
Thought my dreams were something only I could see.

Watch my world get sucked inside;
To where my thoughts and fears collide,
That who I am,
Is the shell of a broken man.

Dreaming every day,
Letting my whole world just slip away.
Can't always be okay.
When my time is done will I-

Watch my world get sucked inside;
To where my thoughts and fears collide,
That who I am,
Is the shell of a broken man.

If I knew, exactly who I was,
Would I know that I am not enough?
Very soon will my Cocoon,
become a husk,

Of who I am?
Who I am-

I'll leave my skin to become free.
I'll become free to become me.

Watch my world get sucked inside;
To where my thoughts and fears collide,
That who I am,
Is the shell of a broken man.

Who I am-
Who I am-
Track Name: The Way They Try
Sometimes I think,
We're all a little strange;
The way we try,
To keep our lives arranged.

Houses in row,
Prove some have control-
Just one push,
They'll all fall like Domino-

The way they talk, the way they try, the way they laugh, the way they cry, the way they love, the way they live, the way they hate, the way they die.

I wanna tell,
Everyone around,
That they're living a lie,
But, I don't know why-

They might keep,
Their hearts bottled inside,
Some ribbed cages,
Don't let in the light-

The way they talk, the way they try, the way they laugh, the way they cry, the way they love, the way they live, the way they hate the way they die.

Don't understand why I sit making plans,
Though I try to speak,
Fear becomes loud,
Growling, here in the crowd.
I know I need some help,
I'd stand alone if I could stand myself.

The way they talk, the way they lie, the way they laugh, the way they cry, the way they love, the way they live, the way they hate the way they die, the way they talk, the way they try, the way they laugh, the way they cry, the way they love, the way they live, the way they hate the way they die.

Though I try to speak,
Fear becomes loud,
Growling, here in the crowd.
I know I need some help,
I'd stand alone if I could stand myself.

But, I can't,
Understand,
Why I sit making plans.
Though I try,

I might as well, just-

Die to speak,
Fear becomes loud,
Growling, here in the crowd.
I know I need some help,
I'd stand alone if I could stand myself.