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The Hard Truth

by D.M. Franklin Kane

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1.
These Days 04:14
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There's a peace when dogs are digging, it's too much for me to bear And the vintage powder pack, oh no, we'd better not go there There's the clumsy, loving couple who perhaps have need to die These days, darlin' These days These days everything makes me cry There's an injun at the window with the water-cooler raised There's an empty set of sneakers for the lonely and the crazed There's a goldfish playing possum till the flush will let him fly These days, darlin' These days These days everything makes me cry Oh, everything makes me cry It isn't just injustice or man's abuse to man It isn't just the things I know I'll never see again It isn't very pretty, so I take my leave goodbye But these days everything makes me cry There's a song I keep repeating I'm pretending that I wrote There's a bird upon the phone pole that consoles with every note There's a drunken Santa's monologue- A wizard's loss of greed- There's schmuck who finds his purpose from a boy he helped to feed When I feel a little evil, some unworthy, kicked and shoved The trees, the sun, and rain and stars Remind me that I'm loved Oh, the trees, the sun, and rain and stars Remind me that I'm loved. Oh, these days, darlin' These days These days everything makes me cry Everything makes me cry Oh, everything makes me cry
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Let Them Win 06:24
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Oh, Lord tie my tongue behind me Bind my hands there, too What have I done to honor you? What have I - what have I done To honor you? But be a bad boy? Live up to the lip? Let that filthy scrawl determine how my inhibitions slip? I let them win I let them win Oh, Lord what has become of me? What have I turned to? Why didn't I just turn to you? Why didn't - why didn't I Just turn to you? And the newsprint Refuses to lie There's a reason I'm here singing, but I can't remember why I let them win I let them win I let them win…. Oh, my wrong and right I don't know I've fallen hard It starts to show…. I can't recall The number of thy lock It only serves to show The look seen from afar Seen from afar Up to the door I hummed With the purest of intentions And perhaps to prove to myself I'm not all-bad I'm not all-bad But won't the smallest flaw tear down civilization? But was it really all that civilized before? Oh, Lord… 
I let them win.
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One Foot Out The Door 02:27
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When the world has tossed you lemons But you've lost your sense of taste Don't spend your time believing you've got that much more to waste So youth is wasted on the young? I've heard that line before This old house is not so old But I've got one foot out the door Oh, screw the renovations, there ain't nuthin' goin' on And all the work I've DIY'd I've DIY'd all wrong Now I survey this mess I've made and miss the more I pour This old house is not so old But I've got one foot out the door Oh, I've hammered and been hammered But still nuthin' getting done Been living in the basement And it's not a lot of fun So if you've come to say Goodbye it's still BYOB But as long as you're still bringing yours, Please bring some more for me So hurry up, you can't be sure I'll be here any more This old house is not so old But I've got one foot out the door This old house is not so old But I've got one foot out the door
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The Mind Of God 03:35
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Who knows another man's heart? Who knows another man's hell? Even peeking in through his bedroom window That's only half the story you could tell Who knows another man's fear? Who knows what haunts his head? Have you seen every one of his dreams Spill from the bottle he just dropped from bed? Who knows the mind of God? Not I, no… Who knows the mind of God? Who knows the mind of God? Not I, so I withhold my judgment Who knows what's hiding in the fog? Who knows what's hidden by the stain? Who can throw the stones and who can sympathize When we've all had to improvise how we handle pain? Who knows what happens in the end? Who knows what happened at the start? All that I know is that I wanna be near The One who gives that lasting peace of mind… And soul and heart Soul and heart Who knows the mind of God? Not I, no… Who knows the mind of God? Who knows the mind of God? Not I, so I withhold my judgment Who knows the mind of God? Not I, no… (I wanna know I never will) Who knows the mind of God? (I wanna know I never will) Who knows the mind of God? Not I, so (I wanna know I never will) I withhold my judgment
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Face To Face With Doom 04:09
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Were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day I'd not have time to ponder my mistakes Preoccupied by fright and planning my escape Oh, were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day Were I in the jaws of death 12 long months a year I doubt if I'd desire to have you here Bitten and embattled, but tears would fade away Oh, were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day I'd be just fine If my life were on the line I'd be OK Dodging bullets night and day Oh, but all's still uneventful My empty hours spent Choked on my repentance Blinded by regret 
And my free time replays my crime Like a silver medal vault I can't forget my fault Were I to take my final breath 7 days a week I'd not care if our odds look slim and bleak No wasted respiration begging you to stay Oh, were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day Were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day I'd not have time to ponder my mistakes Preoccupied by fright and planning my escape Oh, were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day Were I face to face with doom 24 hours a day
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Prayer Of The Unrepentant 02:57
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Lord, never leave me Though I never try Lord, never leave me Though I don't know why I fail to stay in touch with Him It's not like He asks that much of me… Just that I repent of sin, oh no… Just that I repent of sin Just that I repent Lord, guide my footsteps Though I walk away Lord, guide my footsteps Though all I can say, is "Thanks for nothing, man." It's not like He asks that much of me… Just that I repent of sin, oh no… Just that I repent of sin Just that I repent Here it's sundown, I see no reason Not to wake up those buddies I should deny So, I bow down to drink their touch and I've never felt so much of this beauty True, it's a lie Here we go… I don't want you to tell Him how my empty nights are spent I don't want you to tell Him how my mind is bent I don't want, He don't need to know His witness has just died Here and by my side Here and by my side Come call me home and I'll cook up the cow Come call me home and I'll come figure how I failed to stay in touch with Him It's not like He asks that much of me… Just that I repent of sin, oh no… Just that I repent of sin 
 Just that I repent
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Like Hell 04:40
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I look like Hell Thus ends all the debate, I've changed to embody That location as of late I look like Hell So no need to wonder anymore how it could be And no need to pity me Off you go, just move along 'Cause there's a seat down by the ringside So take one for yourself And enjoy the show with everybody else I look like Hell You should've known it all along, here there's no poetry I guess ol' Dante got it wrong I look like Hell Yea, I brought it on myself, I'm almost as empty As the bottle on my shelf Down it goes, just move along 'Cause there's a seat down by the ringside It's just for you to take So enjoy, the joke's on me, for Heaven's sake You know, Hell is not a flame or fire, For mine have all gone out It's a mother's one-time pride-and-joy Just stumbling about I look like Hell There's a devil in my heart that's made it fun for me So let that pity-party start I look like Hell You better hit that track advance, I stand by my entry Before you go, come watch me dance There's a chance you've had it wrong Though each seat down by the ringside Was taken while we spoke There's a place for you onstage Can't you see? Every fool needs a straight man And man, I need a joke You know, Hell is not a flame or fire, For mine have all gone out It's a mother's one-time pride-and-joy Just stumbling about
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Little Kids 04:00
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We can try to fool our children but they're smarter than you think We can try to fool our lovers, too, but they'll read us like a shrink You can run to trick your mothers, but I tried and never did All grown up The truth is out Inside we're little kids Hey, mister engineer, whose face is like a stone Toiling till the morning in his office all alone His thoughts are with the first he loved His eyes are on the grid He's all grown up but The truth is out He's still a little kid Why did that cold shoulder yesterday Roll off me into abyss? And yet that same sort of shoulder years ago Still hurts me? Hey, children everywhere in playpens or with canes Here's some dime store wisdom you can bounce around your brains Remember how I tried to trick my ma, but never did? Well, you should never kid a kidder That's such a waste of play With one who was a child inside until her dying day So orphans, mormons, sleeper cells We're labeled, locked, and hid The truth is out, we're all screwed-up But still just little kids So orphans, mormons, sleeper cells We're labeled, locked, and hid The truth is out, our broken hearts Belong to little kids
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Mel Brooks Commentary 05:25
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Don't offer no apologies Don't offer no defense You should've kept your cool I guess the need was too intense Don't ever feel a fool To work while others sleep Just know that you're not Santa Claus Just know that you're not Santa
 Diving in, you lost yourself It wasn't yours to keep In trying to etch out a place you came off as a creep But you can show your face Though you've lost your season pass You thought that you were Santa Claus You thought that you were Santa You once sought wisdom but now you're weary of pursuit Then it simply falls at your feet You lived for it once, now it seems so scary Mel Brooks Commentary shouldn't be the hook Mel Brooks Commentary shouldn't be the hook Living started late for you There was no beaten path It all was adding up But you were never good at math Nor ever fast enough To keep the common pace You thought there was a Santa Claus You thought there was a Santa You once sought wisdom but now you're weary of pursuit Then it simply falls at your feet You lived for it once, now it seems so scary Mel Brooks Commentary shouldn't be the hook Mel Brooks Commentary shouldn't be the hook Well, keep my comments out of this Though I'm speaking simple truth There's no substitute for your own youth So, you blew it, boy Get through your little curse Take it from a Jew, it could be worse I miss my mother, too John Candy, Dom The lion on the sign There's not much we can do but keep writing while there's time How did I get into your head? Why did you seek me out? How did I get from space to his mess you whine about? We're both a basket case So, just drop another name Mel Brooks Commentary shouldn't be the hook Mel Brooks Commentary shouldn't be the hook
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Dale City Exit 05:04
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There's a bump in the night Just a noise, not a word That haunts you as you drive Seeming so routine, it almost brings you back alive But you should know better than that And the sight that you sought Has seen better days So, you pray that a lesson was taught So now you're off to the south Straight ahead, no one knows As the Dale City Exit comes and goes As the Dale City Exit comes and goes It's tough to say goodbye To what you never knew, but I can Sense the reason why You seem to have the need For the tall tales we use To fuel our despair are like Comforting shoes that we wear So now it's all headed south Take a stare, no one knows As the Dale City Exit comes and goes As the Dale City Exit comes and goes So what of all the "what if ?" scenarios? And what else could you do but what you've done? You took the road less traveled Now, you're running out of street It isn't what you thought It isn't what you thought Now you ought to rest your feet There's such terror in your heart An interstate unwinding You could almost fall apart If you were ever in one piece And the fight that you fought Has seen better days So you pray that a lesson was taught So now it's all headed south Take a stare, no ones knows As the Dale City Exit comes and goes As the Dale City Exit comes and goes As the Dale City Exit comes and goes As the Dale City Exit comes and goes
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The Hard Truth 01:59
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Well, you may give your all You can give your best But the hard truth to swallow is you aren't as gifted as the rest Well, you may work sleepless nights You can risk, sacrifice But the hard truth to swallow is somehow you still throw loaded dice It's a pill I'd hate to take Once you swallow, it's destroyed That simple wish To simply make And hope that someone Somewhere, anywhere To hope that someone, somewhere, anyone, anywhere enjoyed Well, I may lose time and again I may trip and offend But the hard truth to swallow is I know I can't quit 'til I win Oh but the hard truth I'll choke upon and swallow is I'll never, never quit until I win.

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"The Hard Truth" ponders the age-old themes of Self and our standing in the universe. For kids ages 7+

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released March 4, 2014

Written, performed, recorded, and mixed by D.M. Franklin Kane.
Mastered by Will Holland (www.chillhousestudios.com)

All songs © 2014 D.M. Malboeuf (502 Tunes / ASCAP)

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D.M. Franklin Kane Chapel Hill, North Carolina

"Up, Alive!" is the latest collection of songs from North Carolina's D.M. Franklin Kane.

This is Kane's first full-length release since 2014's "The Hard Truth."

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