Lucid Moments

by Stöj Snak

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The windbreakers that grow along the highway They don’t try to sell us anything They’re just standing there as we pass by them Grounded and tied to their roots The drinks, the jokes, the faces and the music Already just a fading memory Become parables and conversations To fill the silence of our lives Dissonance and D-beat keeps pounding in my head And block out the calm of a sleeping landscape We’re few and far between, scattered all across the Earth But our world's are connected through these songs And if nothing else these trips serve to remind No matter where I go I’ll belong to my tribe We’re fed mythologies and paragons of virtue Images of self we’re bound to break Yeah, we’re all fucking weird without exception And that might be the reason we're still here 'Cause perfect creatures don’t have a need to self-express But we’re full of great ideas to make things better Real things made by people have edges and have flaws So jagged they will cut and leave a scar If nothing else these trips serve to remind That the world is full of things that are worth keeping alive From below our necks we don’t feel a fucking thing We forgot what makes us smile and want to sing But in these lucid moments, clichés become profound And I feel a brief connection to my heart If nothing else these trips serve to remind Of all of you at home I leave behind If nothing else these trips serve to remind To me it’s you that matter most, most of the time
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The windbreakers that grow along the highway They don’t try to sell us anything They’re just standing there as we pass by them Grounded and tied to their roots The drinks, the jokes, the faces and the music Already just a fading memory Become parables and conversations To fill the silence of our lives Dissonance and D-beat keeps pounding in my head And block out the calm of a sleeping landscape We’re few and far between, scattered all across the Earth But our world's are connected through these songs And if nothing else these trips serve to remind No matter where I go I’ll belong to my tribe We’re fed mythologies and paragons of virtue Images of self we’re bound to break Yeah, we’re all fucking weird without exception And that might be the reason we're still here 'Cause perfect creatures don’t have a need to self-express But we’re full of great ideas to make things better Real things made by people have edges and have flaws So jagged they will cut and leave a scar If nothing else these trips serve to remind That the world is full of things that are worth keeping alive From below our necks we don’t feel a fucking thing We forgot what makes us smile and want to sing But in these lucid moments, clichés become profound And I feel a brief connection to my heart If nothing else these trips serve to remind Of all of you at home I leave behind If nothing else these trips serve to remind To me it’s you that matter most, most of the time

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released July 28, 2020

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Stöj Snak Aalborg, Denmark

Stöj Snak is a SCREAMER-SONGWRITER project from Aalborg, DENMARK.

Musically and creatively Stöj Snak is shaped by the punk scene. And though Stöj Snak is a step away from punk and the limitations of a traditional band, the political engagement, raw energy and anarchistic DIY approach is still very visible in the songwriting. ... more

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