we mean nothing. EP

by Slaves BC

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    All songs written and recorded by Slaves BC at Very Tight Recordings.
    Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Matt Very of Very Tight Recordings.
    Artwork done by Josh Thieler.

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released October 26, 2012

Recorded at Very Tight Recordings October 6th and 7th, 2012

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Track Name: Everything Is Meaningless
We will never have peace.
We will never be whole.
We will never have joy.
It will never be enough.
We will never have peace.
We will never be whole.
We will never have joy.
It will never be enough.
in this life
i have seen all things
under the sun
everything
is meaningless
a chasing after the wind
in this life
we mean nothing
Track Name: Everything Under the Sun
Generations come, and generations pass.
Kingdoms conquer, and kingdoms fall.
Seasons come, and seasons go.
The sun rises in the east,
And the sun sets in the west.
The wind blows to the south
And makes its way back to the north
The rivers flow to the seas,
But the seas are never full.
We cut with our teeth,
But our stomachs are never full.
We drink are fill,
But never quench our thirst.
Our eyes search, but never find.
Our ears listen, but never hear.
Everything that is, has already been.
There is nothing new under the sun.
Our fathers are forgotten, and our
Children will not remember our names.
I have seen all things under the sun.
Everything is meaningless:
A chasing after the wind.