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It’s all coming back to me slowly about the state of things.
I’ve got the time and I’ve got the will, but I don’t know if I’ve got the strength.
People visit me in my head, and your face is just the same as how I remember it
Your mouth takes the shape of my name.

I’m everywhere, but I don’t speak your language.
I know no fear. I know no damage and when the reaper comes to cull,
The planets that created you will grind you into dust one and all.

It’s faded like a memory, like a sweet smell passing by.
I can’t quite get it in focus. The less I see the more I try.
When you visit me in my dreams and I can’t make out your face.
I know I might not see you again, but for now I’ve got this place.

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from The Anthemic Pandemic, released November 3, 2011

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Murphy's Kids Richmond, Virginia

Murphy's Kids are here to have a blast and to leave everyone from the front row to the back of the bar tired, sweaty and grinning from ear to ear... and they've been doing so up with their blend of reggae, punk, ska and psychedelic rock since 1999.

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