The Ventriloquist from Slowest Roads by Zach Gentry

A venting of frustrations. People often judge those that they don't understand. If you understood someone there would be no reason to judge them.

So this is about the way language is used by our insecurities to turn us against each other. Take the words from the mouth of another and twist them to fit your agenda. You'll feel you are in the right.

Isn't it funny how sometimes those who preach humility do it with such a condescending tone? It is my belief that true humility is not the opposite of pride, but the awareness of it.

The responsible handling of a natural emotion. This way you are not beating your self down or putting your self on a pedestal. You are keeping your struggles and fears in line with your triumphs to make sure you pick others up with you when you go.

In the end, I recognize that I have sincerely struggled with these things in the past and I do feel like that is why I'm able to understand them.

I love the people who still struggle with this because they are just like me. But sometimes love requires confrontation.

Tracklist

7.	The Ventriloquist	7:08

Lyrics

You're the ventriloquist
You've been sticking your hand where it don't belong
Think you can say what I mean
Think you know who I am
But you're wrong

And if I claimed to be a real boy
Surely my nose would grow
And even if your sneaky lips
Never moved a muscle
Everyone would know
Everyone would know

You're just throwin' your voice at me
I reach out to catch it
But it's too clear to see
That it's fallen out of my control
The words are melting in my hand

Somebody lied
The way they said swallow your pride
Haven't they heard that you are what you eat?
And if I were hungry for doubt
I hope I could spit it out
If not now then eventually

You know
The Trojans built their horse
To carry their load
And to hide their intentions of war
But while they were in its stomach
With thoughts of power and greed
Secretly they hoped someone would open the door

Because at least then they would know when to fight
It's getting harder to tell if the time is right
But at least they would know when to fight

And would you throw rocks at me?
And is it cause I did it first?
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words

I'm the ventriloquist
I've been stickin' my hand where it don't belong
Think I can say what you mean
Think I know who you are
But I'm wrong
I'm wrong

And if I claimed to be a real boy
Surely my nose would grow
And even if my sneaky lips never moved a muscle
Everyone would know
Everyone would know

That I'm just throwin' my voice at you
You can reach out to catch it
But it might fly right through
And the wind can only carry it so far
Before I've gotta speak up

And would you throw rocks at me?
And is it cause I did it first?
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words

Credits

from Slowest Roads, released January 28, 2021
Lyrics and Music by Zach Gentry
Mixed and Mastered by Miles Johnson - linktr.ee/mostlyleg
Album Art by Barry Gentry, Adastra PhotoGraphics
Special thanks to Scott P. Crowley and Jay Padgett

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