1. |
Western Climes
04:22
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Crawling up from burning oceans
Fire in their eyes
Next rung in their evolution
Manifest surprise
Those who made it up the beaches
Spread across the land
Forcing those they came upon to kiss the burning hand
And sear their mouths
Suffocate
Or be smoked out
Smoldering,
The yellow grasses on the riverside
Brooding apes with gleaming asses
Took to western climes
Fuck the place and call it settled
File the mountain down
Fill the lungs of generations
With the fumes of here and now
Be done
Hands off the levers
Drop the Batons
Unhinged
Undone
Learning to die
Uncivilized
Unchecked desire
A symptom of
Acute decline
Unsinkable
Unthinkable
We've come a long way to go out like this
Yet still craving more
A hunger that just reproduces itself
Gnawing
Gnawing
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2. |
Just Another Human
02:55
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I was sweating myself dry
I was basking in the energies of the time
Words from back beyond
News of just another human
Just another human being
Just another human
Just another human being
I was hoping for rain
Sensing all of the instruments unwinding
How do you stay so pure?
When you’re just another human
Just another human being
Just another human
Just another human being
I wasn’t mad at you, I was mad at myself for you
Just another human being
Just another human being
You won’t hear something if you don’t have ears for it
Just another human being
Just another human
Just another human
Just another human being
Just another human
Just another human being
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3. |
Windowless White Room
04:24
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I could hear myself
Pitter patter around
Silences deafen me
All senses overwhelmed
In this windowless white room
All boredoms become terrors
In this windowless white room
The future is too bright to see at all
I sit, I stand up, I sit down
I sit, I stand up, I sit down
Featureless landscape—iridescent holy nothing
Personless outline—free play of the broken mind
Forever moving towards sleep
Passionflower tongue
Measured in weeks, not hours
Every three becomes one
In this windowless white room
All borders creep up to your eyes
In this windowless white room
The future is too bright to see at all
I stand up, I sit down
I sit, I stand up, I sit down
Featureless landscape—iridescent holy nothing
Prisonless outline—free play of the broken mind
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4. |
Archicast
03:21
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Archicast
Archicast
They say the plaster knew you best
(Knew you best)
I didn’t know you well myself
(No, not myself)
We’re all of us material
(And you no less)
Take what comfort comes from this
Archicast
Archicast
Powdered Lungs and squinting eyes
Hollow hells
Left behind but kept alive
So, that’s the deal
You crack a joke, you shed a tear
Out of breaths
Birdsong outside bids farewell
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5. |
Acid Rain
03:16
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Inside of a graveyard on the highway's edge
Shrouded by live oaks and wild hedges
A weeping stone cherub missing part of her wing
Blackened by years in the Acid Rain
I watched the childlike slate lips part
I thought it a dream I couldn't wake up from
I could make out a sound that began as a hiss
But gathered in strength calling out through the mist
"Come near child
You've been found
Long I searched for you
Future passing through you now"
I fell back
Took off running
Tripping over dead branches
Stumbling over weathered graves
It wasn't long before I reached the spot where my car had only just been
But now there in its place: a towering silver pyramid
My neck felt hot
I woke up, head spinning, in a slimy patch of weeds
Looking around there were no more spirits or stones
Only the memory
"Come home child
Come home child
Past is future now
Future passes through you now"
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6. |
Online
03:45
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Inside online and feeling sad for even trying
Staring through a blacked-out windowpane
Outside, all quiet, tuned-up desert motors humming
And no one left to keep them clean
It felt so innocent at first; we found it charming
Then new lids formed over our eyes and all we thought to do was
Cry
Insidious ambitions rising out of disconnection
Sourceless emotions nailed to the wall
Insight online reaching critical absorption
But no one left to feel it all
It felt so innocent at first; we found it charming
Then new lids grew over our eyes and all we thought to do was
Cry
We found a new frontier
A vast confusing place
Flickering and Bright
Monolithic
New Book of the Dead
First Edition
A codex of the tides
Miraculous and frightening
Mind fungal spreading
Consumptive unity
Collective alibis
All sold separately
Insight Online
Inside Online
Insight Online
Inside Online
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7. |
Terraforming
04:00
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Long-winded morass
Unyielding dances with poets
Illuminated buildings
Erected in the darkness of night
Hatred stewing low
Boiling into song
Building and tearing down
Building and tearing down
Privatizing remnants
Coinage rains down like
A vending machine
Sitting vacant still
Terraforming love
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8. |
Song About War
05:01
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Standing in the gyre
Reaching down
Pressing like two fingers on a wrist
Dangled from a wire
Don’t be fools
Buying something else you should have known
Buy you something good
So old
So old
Yet so young…
I fell down and hurt my head again
Now I don’t believe in words
I fell forward with my heart
Now I don’t believe
Strangled with the wire
Ghost songs
Moralizing beats shoved down your throats
Circling the drain
Harder
Re-inventing real to suit your cells
Why not shoot yourselves
So old
So old
Yet so young…
I fell down and hurt my head again
Now I won’t believe in words
I fell forward with my heart
Now I won’t believe
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