Where We Belong

by Michal Menert & The Pretty Fantastics

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lyrics

The weight of it can break you
The days they slip away
And take a piece of you away, too
Like details, of the faces you forget, make you afraid that the world you knew was fading into hazy distant shapes you can’t remember how this feeling became all that you can taste.
Now the meaning and the reason have you silently enslaved
In a dream you never needed in a country gone insane..
It’s gone too far
can’t go back
It’s all we are
It’s what we lack
It breaks my heart
It drives me mad
It’s all my fault
It’s all I have
It’s just too bad
It’s all been done
It’s all been said
It’s all begun
Is it all for self? For god? For country?
For all we know, its all for nothing
If it’s all for show
the show’s over
I’m going home
To grow old
While I hold you close
The sun sets on a golden coast
We are not alone
No we’re not alone

This must be where we belong
Giving up the ghost
And waking up
To see the dawn

Rest In Peace to our memories
Burning these effigies of our ways
Turning our heads to see what’s ahead
Keep learning how not to do it the same
And they say
Time will tell
But I’m done listening
Life is hell
And I’m no Christian
Blind and deaf to the common goal
You are not alone
No, you’re not alone

This must be where we belong
Giving up the ghost
And waking up
To see the dawn

And if it’s all for show
the show’s over
I’m going home
to grow old
while I hold you close
The sun left us a while ago
But we’re not alone
No we’re not alone

This must be where we belong
Giving up the ghost
And waking up
To see the dawn

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released September 28, 2018

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Michal Menert Denver, Colorado

With 'From the Sea', Gualala, California based artist and producer Michal Menert and his band the Pretty Fantastics have crafted a musical salve for those suffering from the relentless stream of contemporary reality. The record churns at the intersection of jazz, hip hop, and electronic music; following its own internal rhythm, it ebbs and flows between crystalline clarity and swirling opacity. ... more