Whatever The World Is

by The Luna Programme

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released August 12, 2015

All words and music written by Sam Stucky and John Stuart, except for the public domain tune of "Old One Hundredth" used in "Appalachian Hymn".

All songs performed by Sam Stucky and John Stuart with additional vocals in "Appalachian Hymn" performed by Jamie Stuart.

All songs arranged and produced by Sam Stucky and John Stuart.

All songs engineered, mixed, and mastered by John Stuart.

Cover art by Alena Harrold

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Track Name: Thirty Seconds
Why do you need to rely on something not living to guard your fragile life?
Keep it the way it was before.
Why do you add to the conflict, you’re fueling the flame, increasing hatred even more
to the way it was before.

But are you okay with the concept of taking more than you were first given years before?

There’s an ocean of hatred seeping through the floor,
with each act of violence getting more attention than the one before.
And I think, "What would happen if we threw the system off?
And we just, took thirty seconds to forgive the ones who are so lost?"

Why do you sacrifice what you have been given for building walls and war,
Setting of bombs to set the score?
Why do you never listen to words that were written years and years before,
Unless it’s something you stand for?

But are you okay with the concept of taking more than you were first given years before?

There’s an ocean of hatred seeping through the floor,
with each act of violence getting more attention than the one before.
And I think, "What would happen if we threw the system off?
And we just, took thirty seconds to forgive the ones who are so lost?"

Recently my confidence is wearing thin. I’m afraid that all of humanity is giving in…

There’s an ocean of hatred seeping through the floor,
with each act of violence getting more attention than the one before.
And I think, "What would happen if we threw the system off?
And we just, took thirty seconds to forgive the ones who are so lost?"
Track Name: Don't Care
There’s chaos in the streets I hear
They say apocalypse is near
With both feet anchored on the ground
As the world keeps spinning round and round.


Well the men you trust are far more cruel
Than nature’s cold indifferent rule
So I hope I don’t sound too obtuse
When I say that I don’t see the use.
In trying to change the world this way
Cause I think that the mess just might be here to stay

I guess I don’t care at all.

Now I don’t mean to be disrespectful
To the well intentioned people
Whose sacrifice we justified
In monuments to our misplaced pride
When all our glorious wars have brought
Is a license to commit the crimes that we fought

I guess I don’t care at all.

Sometimes I feel like I’m crazy
Cause nobody else here agrees
I wonder if I’ve failed to see
What everyone seems to believe.

I wonder if I’m all alone.

I know someday this world will turn to ash
And the foes of this lifetime no longer clash
And everything that we built will fall
When we all go following death’s sweet call.

I guess I don’t care at all.
Track Name: Little Boy
There’s a boy in the horse’s stable, he’s covered up by an hourglass
There’s people searching for roads across the sky.
From under cover comes the sailor’s daughter, she used her arm to cover up her eyes.
As the waves broke the silence upon the shore.

And in the forest at his father’s request, the Little Boy is hunting for whatever he gets.
But nothing could prepare him for what he’s going to cause.
But sitting there smoking his cigarette is old Father Tibbets in his Sunday best,
‘Cause he’s got a night that he won’t want to forget.

He says oh, Little Boy, oh no, Little Boy, oh go, all you got to do,
Is go, Little Boy, oh no, Little Boy, oh no, all you got to do.

Up above and across the sky, there’s 13 men laughing who will never die.
It’s easy to be on the side that’s going to win.
And the Fat Man is basking in his short-term fame, his 60 supporters who signed their name
For his debut to light up the sky.

He says oh, Little Boy, oh go, Little Boy, we’re gonna be famous, all we got to do,
Is go, Little Boy, oh no, Little Boy, oh go, all we gotta do.

Much later, after the fact, a child is crying, wants his father back,
But he’s long gone with the Fat Man and his boy.
He cries “Why you always leaving, what do I need to do to bring you back to me, and mama too?
The sun’s always rising, but you’re not rising too."

Just push a button to change a life, if it ain’t going to change yours, it’s probably alright
It’s so easy to be on the side that always wins.
Like old Father Tibbets with his glory and fame, you’ll be alright,
But don’t expect the same from the Little Boy who can’t push no buttons for you.

Instead cry, oh cry, oh cry
We’re going to be famous, all we got to do.
If you want to be famous, it’s all you got to do.
Track Name: Letter From Daniel Sommers
I’m sorry it’s come to this,
But the truth is that I was already dead.
My body has become a cage
And my mind has become a wasteland.

What more could I ask from this world?

They teach us in suffering there’s pride
And that relief is for the weak.
Better to give up than live with regret,
To be buried in shame that to carry this guilt.

There is no forgiveness for me.

The paint of creation won’t hide
The blood of destruction that stains my hands.

These hands can end life without pain
I will not suffer at all.
Now this world is free of me
And I am free of this world.
Track Name: Take No Pictures
Please take no pictures of me, unless you expect to not like what you see.
I don’t want nobody looking at me, I don’t want someone knowing it’s me.

Oh people will live how you let them, but some only live by a role.
That someone assigns, and I live by mine, that’s the only way this world will work.

To someone else this is normal, to grow up believing the words of a man,
Who says “I need you to stay in your place now, I need you to stay in your place.”

But to me that’s far from normal, we were given this life to enjoy it.
If your vision is skewed from the path that you choose, don’t let it take over you,
Don’t let it become part of you.

Like the man, standing guard by the gate. If you pull up beside him, you’ll probably have to wait.
“Roll down your window,” “Get out of the car!”
“I was told to never let you in here, although I don’t know who you are.”

Oh people will live how you let them, but some only live by a role.
That someone assigns, and I live by mine, that’s the only way this world will work.

What if it happened to you? Where would you go? What would you do?

Imagine a world where it’s not about you.
Would you be throwing bombs or flowers?
Would you be throwing bombs or flowers?
Track Name: It's Not Too Late
A man holding a gun stands in between
Your past and future self
The only one that he will serve and protect is himself
I’m sure that you would’ve given a cut
From those cigarettes you sold
If only you would’ve known just how much
He’d make you pay

Lay down your hatred cause it’s not a reason not to forgive
Those who won’t forgive us.
Let our forgiveness be a light shining into the dark
Of this broken world.

You walk a blurred line of duty when you’ve become a threat
To those you swore to protect,
But how can we demand mercy when we take to the streets
In anger and become just like them?
We sacrificed all the words that ever meant a thing
On an altar of our sins
Yeah, we traded ‘em in for a bucket of sand
Where we could bury all our heads.
And just because you think they’re here to protect
Is no excuse to forget the way they trample our necks.
And just because they said the force was justified
Doesn’t mean there’s not another man who suffered and died.

Lay down your hatred cause it’s not a reason not to atone
For all the pain that you’ve caused
Let your atonement be an olive branch at a wake
Of this flood of hate.

All across the globe humanity has raised
Its voice up from the streets
And in the darkness there is weeping and gnashing of teeth
But my brothers and sisters and I will be waiting here
To help clean up the mess
If we can just keep ourselves from seeking revenge
And turn the other cheek.

Lay down your hatred cause it’s not a reason not to forgive
Those who won’t forgive us.
Let our forgiveness be a light shining into the dark
Of this broken world
Track Name: Bill Millin
He started playing in ’34, when the world was ahead and there was no war,
But he kept playing even when it came.
When the day arrived his mother knew, it was goodbye for him, it was goodbye for you,
He took his bagpipe along and he started to play a tune.

Oh! Keep playing!

Braving the shore of a foreign land, he took only a dagger, the kilted man.
His father wore it in World War I, as the sleeves began to fade.
Oh the snipers came like any other day, it was hardly the right time to play,
But he marched up and down the shore, it was the only thing he knew.

Oh! Keep playing!

Lord Lovat, he loved it so, what doesn’t kill them is what they don’t know,
While 1,400 of my best men get killed along the shore.
You remind us of home where we’re soon to go, of the cause we fight yeah we think we know.
So, keep playing your highland tune.

And it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on, keep playing.

Oh war is mad, but so is peace, and music makes it all seem a little easier,
So when they try to shoot you down, play on, play on.

Just sing oh! Keep playing!
Track Name: Be Calm
People keep on fighting, fighting for the cause.
The fighting brings the lightning, the lightning brings some more.
It's not much to say "It's over." "It's over and it's done."
Before you start your second guessing, be calm.

For the ones you love and the friends you trust, it's over, but we're still here.
When the song you sung, no one's listening, but we're still here.

People kill each other, what's the harm?
They say there's strength in numbers, but they say the answer's war.
It's too much to be forgetful, when revenge is what they want,
'Cause it's too easy to remember what hurts the most.

For the ones you love and the friends you trust, it's over, but we're still here.
When the song you sung, no one's listening, but we're still here.

Just be calm and remember.
There's no need to find answer.

For the ones you love and the friends you trust, it's over, but we're still here.
When the song you sung, no one's listening, but we're still here.
Track Name: Appalachian Hymn
O, tell what news of peace you’re bringing
Tired pilgrim, welcome home.
Lift your voice with joyful singing,
Join and sing this Appalachian hymn.

Once this place was not our homeland,
Once this hill no city crowned.
Once we traveled west to conquer,
Now we go to bring the ransomed home.

Those who sowed with toil and weeping,
Captives on a trail of tears,
Full of laughter shall be reaping
And like dreamers forget all their fears.

This our land of milk and honey
Be a home for every tribe.
We’ll all sit beneath the fig tree,
In the records every name inscribe.

And then we’ll turn our swords to plowshares
And we’ll walk the highway homeward.
Lion and the lamb shall lie there
And the people learn no more of war.

O come and lay your weary head down,
Tired pilgrim come and rest
And lend your ear to this joyful singing
Listen to the chorus of the blessed.