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Paths to Unterwegs

by 4 Star View

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1.
Out My Head 04:48
Seal our souls soundless in a bottle Send them swimming out to sea I got lost in the gravel in the grotto Don’t know what come over me But all I am, and all I know is Shriveled and shivers in the cold I must have been out my head to think I don’t need you To think I don’t need you out my head To never let your heartbeat beat me up and tie me down Out my head to think that I could leave you And then lead you out my head To leave the flame and think that it would flicker out Frenzied fiction flashes on the page All twists and the ending’s a mystery I got lost grabbing out from the grave Don’t know what come over me No dog-eared corners, the bookmark’s a guess Lagging and lacking, I’m directionless I must have been out my head to think I don’t need you To think I don’t need you out my head To think that I could ever find my place again Out my head to think that I could leave you And then lead you out my head To lose the page and think I could predict the end It sounds crazy I know, but the pattern keeps repeating A living constellation, a tiling that draws me to leaving It sounds insane but if I tried to change nothing would be different A living tessellation, motives seem irrelevant I’ll let cool water find its way inside the glass And burn the book until it sublimates into gas And never ask if I must have been out my head to think I don’t need you Don’t need you out my head To never let your heartbeat beat me up and tie me down Out my head to think that I could leave you And then lead you out my head To leave the flame and think that it would flicker out My head to think I don’t need you Don’t need you out my head To think I could ever find my place again Out my head to think that I could leave you And then lead you out my head To lose the place and think I could predict the end The pattern keeps repeating Out my head I’ll never find my place again
2.
There are no stories I can tell No words could make up for how I feel Who wants fables if happy ends don’t come true Should I play pretend, should I fool you? There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Create the songs that make you stay So many novels, so much poetry Not one reflects this unclear mentality No one wants a movie with an end all rushed through Should I play pretend should I follow you There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Create the songs that make you stay When we parted at the gates No, I didn’t hesitate There’d still be more days But those times never came No one wants fairy tales where the witches still rule Should I play pretend should I fool you There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Can’t get away There’s no vine to the sky Strong enough to climb No safe path through the woods Guiding to the golden goose Every orchard is sagging with poison fruit These warm visions in flame Harsh winters will claim Wet and freezing here, calling your name All the things you’d never hear me say Create the songs that make you stay There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Create the songs that make you stay
3.
Two sides to every blade Cut to the chase or Sheathe the pain Two sides to every page One to paint The other left blank I’ve got some stories to tell Buried in dust, lost on the shelf Do you think you could take my hand And hold me up and try to understand I’m more than the pieces that make me up More than a lost and shattered man Oh, God, I’m trying Two sides to every coin Spent or saved Tossed in the well either way Two sides to every life There’s points of view But then there’s the truth I’ve got some past lives to share Buried in flames, lost in myself Do you think you could take my hand And hold me up and try to understand I’m more than the pieces that make me up More than a lost and shattered man My head is still haunted These demons are eating The skeletons lost in the closet Do you think you could take my hand (Here I am drowning in my own head) And hold me up and try to understand I’m more than the pieces that make me up (Swimming in a flood of my own creation) More than a lost and shattered man Do you think you could take my hand (With an army of doubt to back me up) I’m breaking up, I’m fading (Here I am reaching out to anything that floats) But I’m taking command (Hoping for anything with the patience to listen)
4.
The breeze it wheezes through the trees until it finds strikes a wall Every moment that passes asks us whether we should stall Free flow inertia, momentum suddenly halts The river winds until it finds it has no place at all From the car crash, crawl through the shattered glass Broken lights and busted ribs Tar and tire tracks, gore-resistant floor mats Somehow the motion makes us live Panic to commit The plot does not resolve, denouement and then fade to black The rooster screams, stunted dreams just prior to climax A band ignores calls for encore, met with silence The canvas end does not extend with artistic attack From the car crash, crawl through the shattered glass Broken lights and busted ribs Tar and tire tracks, gore-resistant floor mats Somehow the motion makes us live Panic to commit Tear the hair that holds the sword, overcome Take this splendor as your own Feed your will, take a sip, eat your fill Keep flying closer to the sun Reach the peak, find the strength, come undone Keep pushing at the stone Leaving Eden, with a fear of seeing beauty Wheels keep spinning on From the car crash, crawl through the shattered glass Broken lights and busted ribs Tar and tire tracks, gore-resistant floor mats Somehow the motion makes us live Panic to commit
5.
Could you recover A lost forever Walk the crooked mile Do you remember The latest tether The broken jaw that said goodbye Footsteps unfallen Sarcastic intervention Each breath not taken Kills unwanted conversation Your latest endeavor Misguided behavior Connections re-severed Burned bridges lead me home Lack of substance Bear witness No evidence Pure circumstance Leave unwell enough alone Footsteps unfallen Sarcastic intervention Each breath not taken Kills unwanted conversation Twilight fades Into disarray Where the quiet lights Smother what’s left of this town Sirens and fights Barrel fires burn the night Dawn awaits To cover the ashes and flush it all down Twilight fades Where dawn awaits And I’ve never seen the shadows look more proud Could you recover A lost forever Misguided behavior Brings me here again I’m lost here in this place With no chance for escape Without a hope or prayer I’ll find some peace some day Accept that it decays Learn to navigate Born to live then die anyway Find some solace in the space between Recognize it’s futile fantasizing Shut me down Don’t fail to patronize me Footsteps unfallen (Destructive addiction) Sarcastic intervention Each breath not taken (A subtle re-invention) Kills unwanted conversation Disguised requisition Push me, push me off the edge
6.
Trepanning 03:26
I’ve gotten so familiar with these voices in my hand that I take them for my own Call them my own My only confidants left trusted all tarnished and rusted I take them for my own Call them my own Look so deep within yourself to find a god or something else to Fill the hole Feel the hole? Holy squabbles wandering refute refusal’s offering I take it for my own Call it my own Not the most elegant dismount from thrones ill-achieved Feel achieved? Chiefly and brave, seeing things go your way on your own But they won’t Fell into the water well over our heads Searching for nothing find humility instead Build empires on congestion to keep you all distracted Disguised by dysfunctional well-lit analysis Divide Occupied With lies Black and white Grey subsides Thank god for redaction, wait for the retraction Sip from your sidepiece, wrap round your rosé Sigh to the screen, half-caf almond milk latte Parental pensions to boutique thrift stores Hipster holograms pompous not poor Cryptic codes for the dopamine, sentience fleeting Evading edge of empathy, Fleeing from feeling Mend this dichotomy Live with lobotomy Live with your zombies Mend your autonomy
7.
Hear the phone ring Threw it right in the bag Another sorry Another empty confession Why should I listen? But chocolate and tears won’t fix what you’ve done So tired of the phoniest love songs I let this happen again Tried to hold us on the right track Then felt us crashing How could this happen We’re spinning round and round Burning to the ground Just to start over again Where the record spun I got lost in your arms Counterfeit gentleman Keeping me in the dark A Lothario, now I know it But I rested easy in your lies You made it easy not to try I let this happen again Tried to hold us on the right track Then felt us crashing How could this happen We’re spinning round and round Burning to the ground Just to start over again What do you want from me? I won’t accept your apology Needy and on your knees With trickery up your sleeves You should be proud of me I’ve mastered your apathy Tried to hold us on the right track (I hear your objections) Then felt us crashing (Saying a course correction) How could this happen We’re spinning round and round (I’ve simply outgrown) Burning to the ground (All your hidden weapons) Just to start over again (I’m nothing if not driven) It’s time to create my own road To never start over again
8.
Overcome by good intentions Walking in circles Toe the line Underwhelmed by your deception Ignore the suffering Willfully blind Pull back the black curtains Will I feel the sun on my skin again Push back inherited burdens Feel the pressure resolve back to innocence Eyes to the sky Arms reaching out Hold my breath And start to count Question the obedience Embrace the deviant Here we are praying that the end is near Here we are watching the ashes fall It’s up to you if we keep marching on It’s up to you if we keep marching on It’s up to you if we keep marching on It’s up to you if we keep marching on Abuse, religion, or upbringing What’s the difference Sometimes we play the spoiled victor Other times the deprived victim Woefully behind Willfully ignorant Keep moving forward Take me in your arms Help me learn or finally forget
9.
Piper's Call 03:27
Shadows groan to greet the one Looked over, come undone Slip inside the quiet forsaken Plumb the fortress walls erected Razed and leveled, taken for granted Hover over, unresurrected Awake, join arms With the reaper Calling out Culling down Meet the maker One weeping robin Resting weary on the windowsill Take flight, you’re passed over Frightened, frozen still Be on your way The piper’s calming call, shaken and alone Begging to make haste Be on your way, you’re coming home Follow up until the fall One life never played, feet nailed to stone One promise never paid Our fore-bearers’ fault, you’re coming home Long-forgotten Burned out son All armor and borders Anchor and boundaries Be on your way The piper’s calming call (Shaken and alone) Begging to make haste Be on your way (You’re coming home) Follow up until the fall One life never played (Feet nailed to stone) One promise never paid Our fore-bearers’ fault (You’re coming home) Awake, join arms With the reaper Reanimate Sick and spurned souls Delve in deeper
10.
Once I reached my destination It seemed invariably wrong Distractions along the way Time wasted is now gone Once it’s all figured out The problem has since grown I need more It takes more More than it ever did before To feel like I want to To get back where I need to To follow this chosen road And not wish I was gone It takes more And all of these decisions Turned out wrong only once made Crazy how far I’ve fallen Before I’m even awake Every small transgression Leaves destruction while it breaks I need more It takes more More than it ever did before To feel like I want to To get back where I need to To follow this chosen road And not wish I was gone It takes more Seems like everything is finished Before I get the chance to start For every single failure It seems I played a part Allowing infiltrations Because I let down my guard I need more It takes more More than it ever did before To feel like I want to To get back where I need to To follow this chosen road And not wish I was gone It takes more I need more In the end, I’d do it all again Though I can’t win, I’d do it all again It’s wrong, but then, I’d do it all again Caught in a tailspin, I’d do it all again In the end, I’d do it all again Though I can’t win, I’d do it all again It’s wrong, but then, I’d do it all again Caught in a tailspin Now I’ll begin to do it all again Do it all again Now I’ll begin to do it all again Do it all again
11.
There are no stories I can tell No words could make up for how I feel Who wants fables if happy ends don’t come true Should I play pretend, should I fool you? There are no stories I can tell No words could make up for how I feel Who wants fables when happy ends don’t come true Should I play pretend, should I fool you? There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Create the songs that make you stay So many novels, so much poetry Not one reflects this unclear mentality No one wants a movie with an end all rushed through Should I play pretend should I fool you There’s no escape door I could open All I have is left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Create the songs that make you stay When we parted at the gates No, I didn’t hesitate There’d still be more days But those times never came When I concentrate I take on all the more weight In long-forgotten estates no one dare claim All this useless vocabulary All these languages that don’t know what I mean No one wants fairy tales where the witches all rule Should I play pretend should I fool you There are no stories I can tell No words could make up for how I feel There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say, if I could find any door Create the songs that make you stay There’s no escape door I could open All I have is what’s left unspoken All the things you never heard me say Create the songs that make you stay

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This is the second album of the Unterwegs Trilogy. rin is back on three of the tracks bringing her wonderful writing and singing talents. Available early only through bandcamp.

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released May 19, 2023

All songs written by 4 Star View, except tracks 2, 7, and 11 written by 4 Star View and rin AKA Rintryp. Album Cover Art by the amazingly talented Toni Loesche.

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4 Star View Cape Canaveral, Florida

Originally from Northeast Mississippi and living in Cape Canaveral, FL, 4 Star View is a cathartic songwriter who swings among genres to create emotionally laden soundscapes. He is the poet laureate for the city of Cape Canaveral. Every album is unique in sound and themes. Most songs are single take, single track to produce a raw sound. Mistakes are not fixed because flaws are part of the art. ... more

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