Gigaton

Pearl Jam

Who Ever Said

Superblood Wolfmoon

Dance Of The Clairvoyants

Quick Escape

Alright

Seven O'Clock

Never Destination

Take The Long Way

Buckle Up

Comes Then Goes

Retrograde

River Cross

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Eddie Jerome Vedder

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Stone C. Gossard

Jeffrey Allen Ament

Michael Stein

Leanna S

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Emil Vargović

Stefano Sansoni

Emmanuel Asuquo

Felipe Ignacio Jara

Seven o′clock in the morning, got a message from afar
Down under an oasis where there are dreams still being born
And summer spoke to winter relaying all encouraging words
And I was fully grateful mutant messages were heard

Moved on from my despondency and left it in the bed
Do I leave it there still sleeping or maybe kill it better yet?
For this is no time for depression or self-indulgent hesitance
This fucked-up situation calls for all hands, hands on deck

Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb
They giveth they taketh and you fight to keep that what you've earned
We saw the destination, got so close before it turned
Swim sideways from this undertow
And do not be deterred

Floodlight dreams go drifting past

All the lives we could′ve had
Distant loves floating above
Close these eyes, they've seen enough

Caught the butterfly, broke its wings then put it on display
Stripped of all its beauty once it could not fly high away
Still alive like a passerby overdosed on gamma rays
Another God's creation destined to be thrown away

Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse, they forged the north and west
Then there′s Sitting Bullshit as our sitting president
Talking to his mirror, what′s he say, what's it say back?
A tragedy of errors, who′ll be the last to have a laugh?

His best days gone, hard to admit
Throwing angry punches with nothing to hit
Luminous thoughts were once all he had
Fading lights, lost eloquence
There's still a fire in the engine room
Knows relief will be coming soon

What′s to be done
Carve a path for rivers reign
Much to be done
Oceans rising with the waves

So, held by these thoughts
They refuse to slip away
Oh, hangman in dreamland
About to call your name

Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done

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Seven o'clock in the morning, got a message from afar

Down under an oasis where there are dreams still being born

And summer spoke to winter relaying all encouraging words

And I was fully grateful mutant messages were heard

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Moved on from my despondency and left it in the bed

Do I leave it there still sleeping or maybe kill it better yet?

For this is no time for depression or self-indulgent hesitance

This fucked-up situation calls for all hands, hands on deck

Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb

They giveth they taketh and you fight to keep that what you've earned

We saw the destination, got so close before it turned

Caught the butterfly, broke its wings then put it on display

Stripped of all its beauty once it could not fly high away

Still alive like a passerby overdosed on gamma rays

Another God's creation destined to be thrown away

Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse, they forged the north and west

Then there's Sitting Bullshit as our sitting president

Talking to his mirror, what's he say, what's it say back?

A tragedy of errors, who'll be the last to have a laugh?

Throwing angry punches with nothing to hit

Gigaton • 2020

Seven O'Clock

Pearl Jam

Lyrics of Seven O'Clock by Pearl Jam

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