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Shapeshifter
03:51
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Thinking about the past when all was vivid green
I want to go back and see what could never be seen
Hazy encounters with colourful individuals
Sharing myself, discovering
Shapeshifter
The skies are grey
Skies are grey
Our lives will change
Lives will change
My brief legacy
A speck of significance
In an ocean of this
This thing we call life
Others gaining witness
To sides of me I forgot
The jagged polygons of self
Flattened over time
Edging toward
Alternate outcomes
Not overstepping
Ever but once
My limbs are frayed
Under trees of shade
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2. |
The Endeavour
04:21
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Truth or dare
Believe or resist
Calm or the storm
A late night endeavour
Altered state of mind
Vessels standing empty
Figures looming
Stimulus Abundance
Brushing by
By your consciousness
There's no escaping irrationality
Flutter your wings
To calm your nerves
Angles as viewpoints
Paranoia over shoulder
Chaotic imagery
Dancing caucasoids
Thoughts set you free
And hold you captive
Brushing by
By your consciousness
There's no escaping irrationality
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3. |
Verdancy Blues
07:26
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And in this moment we're all the same
The situations we create, dictate
Impossible to recreate
The thoughts erupt, they penetrate our mood
When it came into the room
I could not resist the urge, a guilty pleasure
I was not prepared for what came next
A sudden change in shape, and that is how:
I lost my self that night
Never to be seen again
I lost the will to fight
I lost my way, I lost my friends, I lost my mind
Through eyes of rusted
Rusted copper
Thoughts manifest as complex machines
Complex machines
I lost myself that night
Never to be seen again
I lost the will to fight
I lost my way, I lost my friends, I lost my mind
Through eyes of rusted
Rusted copper
Thoughts manifest as complex machines
Complex machines
As my world bleeds red
I see reflections
of the past in broken glass
Intricate gears give life to infinity
A work of art for my eyes only
As a being of pure light
Not held back by the physical world
I embrace that I'm not real
And in this moment I know
I am death
And in this moment we're all the same
The situations we create, dictate
Impossible to recreate
The thoughts erupt, they penetrate our mood
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4. |
Art of Linearity
05:56
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Music is no longer art
It is a calculated sound
In which our preferences
Are determined by criteria
Music is facing
A century old battle
Religion or science
Faith or logic
Religion or science
Faith or logic
The music genome
Sounds like fun
Is it a way forward
Or only back
Art says it's infinite
Science says it's finite
Regardless of the goggles worn
The figures are profound
Music is still just a speck
In the grand scheme of things
We gain egos and pretentiousness
For the miniscule art we make
The limits of audio space
Can never be fully eplored
Parameters of genre and taste
Cripple our sensory limbs
The music genome
Sounds like fun
Is it a way forward
Or only back
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Terrarium
05:52
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One hundred years from now
The data race will
Transcend into a...
A new reality
The experience machine has exceeded our tangible world
It is a place of diminishing, once healthy souls
It is dependence of an abstract place
It is an addictive empty space
The Terrarium is the sweet beginning of the bitter end
Our consumption will begin to shrivel and bend
Our negelected exterior friend
The Terrarium will get the better of us
What goes up
Must come down
The exit is lost
The inside will starve
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