Eden's Empire
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Life's Been Good to Me
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about
This is an anthem for hope.
We are the sound of Jimi Hendrix strapped to the front of a run-away freight train with Dylan feeding the fire.
We are not rock stars. We’re not selling sex, angst, or anarchy. We’re giving away songs about how hard it is for our generation to find love, purpose, and truth in a world that just wants us to buy more of what put our parents in this situation.
We are over educated, underpaid, and unsatisfied.
We are James Dean with a guitar.
We are twenty something’s and we’re restless.
Hurricanes, diplomas, love, and big ideas have pulled us from all corners of the country and dropped us together in the Midwest.
We have no money, no map, and no desire to just dream anymore.
We are on an odyssey, we don’t know what were looking for, but so far all we’ve found is rock n’ roll.
to contact us please email tecku@edensempire.com
We are the sound of Jimi Hendrix strapped to the front of a run-away freight train with Dylan feeding the fire.
We are not rock stars. We’re not selling sex, angst, or anarchy. We’re giving away songs about how hard it is for our generation to find love, purpose, and truth in a world that just wants us to buy more of what put our parents in this situation.
We are over educated, underpaid, and unsatisfied.
We are James Dean with a guitar.
We are twenty something’s and we’re restless.
Hurricanes, diplomas, love, and big ideas have pulled us from all corners of the country and dropped us together in the Midwest.
We have no money, no map, and no desire to just dream anymore.
We are on an odyssey, we don’t know what were looking for, but so far all we’ve found is rock n’ roll.
to contact us please email tecku@edensempire.com
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released 25 May 2007
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- Track Name: Angels of America
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Angels of America
by Mike Tecku
They say we're going back to the garden
To live a life of ease
But only the priests and the politicians get
The apples in the trees.
But knowledge is power
And power is key
To keep up so filled with fear
That the truth’s to hard to see.
Angels of America
Where have you gone?
We’ve been lost for so long.
Will you heal our divide
And help us see
That God will never chose a side.
And how many people have we killed
In our crusade?
Its funny how killins not a sin
Long as there’s money to be made.
Cause money has the power
To control the crowd
And cover up the prayers
That I scream out loud.
Angels of America
Where have you gone?
We’ve been lost for so long,
Will you heal our divide
And help us see
That God will never chose a side.
Do you believe that everyone
Outside your church walls is wrong?
Can’t you see we’re all just singing
Different words to the same song?
Angels of America
Where have you gone?
We’ve been lost for so long.
Will you heal our divide
And help us see
That God will never chose a side.
Don’t turn me a way
Tell me loves to late
This home’s all I need
Heaven can wait.
Hallelujah! - Track Name: Life's Been Good to Me
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Life’s Been Good to Me
By Michael Tecku
The soft setting sun
Clears the city stain
from my eye’s
As another bad day
Drags me home
And this is not
What I wanted
I cannot believe
People think
Life’s been good to me
The love of my life
Takes the pain away
As she sighs
Her hands whisper to me
Welcome home
And could this be
What I wanted?
I’m starting to see that
Life’s been good to me
Took me a long time to find
That happiness is in the mind
So now I decide
To step on my pride
And enjoy the ride
The misty morning moon
Calls a new day
To the sky
And now the world will wait for me
To come home
And this is all
That I wanted
I finally see that
Life’s been good to me - Track Name: Sitting on Top of the World
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Sitting on Top of the World
By Michael Tecku
Quiet child
I can see you
Dancing in your fathers fire
Rising sun
Watch the wolves
Circling your wounded empire
Well the storm is coming
Can’t be concealed
You sit and watch
but its your show to steal
This is our time
To be lifted with love or just fall in line
cause soon we will find
That were sitting on top of the world
So brother follow the flood
See the prophets hanging lifeless from tress
Watch the naked king laughing
As the water rises to his knees
Well you parents won’t see
They’ve left you to drown
Will you save your child
When you wear the crown?
This is our time
To be lifted with love or just fall in line
cause soon we will find
That were sitting on top of the world
