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Red Shift
04:25
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Startled, you listened to your conscience admit one of your qualms.
Knowledge rearranging surfaces you'd stood upon.
Backward: Your mind was turning inward, untimely in the race.
Notions, paralyzers: dissect every single part.
Capsized: abreast you had been baptized when you were but a youth.
Now I'm convinced there are no Gods or Deities at all.
Feel the earth around you shake, the patterns rearrange: but not to let you down. I know it's strange to see me here, transfixed by your despair that I might go to Hell. Now that everything's unrehearsed, the answer stays the same. Be yours and I'll be mine.
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Fritchard Pitch
04:16
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Lonesome falling, distance between: what I've felt and I've known. Nameless mention, inspired by tension. I know it's tough to swallow the whole truth, when it doesn't comfort, or coddle you.
Left to our own devices. Wanting. Should we not expect ourselves to devise some grandiose context. Formless we have carved out an image, determined by a hollow feeling. Find every vestige, damn we're invested, bleed our souls.
Fight the urge to wage war between two common feelings expressed in different ways. 'cuz I know that it's hard to see differently. Born into cycles we learn from our families. Can we just embrace that disparate ways are what we need.
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Voyager
04:14
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Try to live a nice life. Always on a new stride. Evils often catch fire: burning holes into my mind. Written by a 4/5, and even if I know why: still I ask the questions - antecedent to the dead night. The "future's" been a far-cry from every single past life: incarnate in a sense I'm living in my remains. Light leaks in the captures, binding minor fractures for fear I'll live bereaved of some profound inner discourse. *Feel it all feel it all in the sun*
I see it, and I feel it. I feel it all around me. And inside I feel: I feel it too.
Let it soak in my skin, I feel connected to it. Convicted by emotions: effects of symbiosis. Embers of the last last fire, the answer rests between us: Slumbers without rousing, intangible and unseen. A dance with empty pardons: no witnesses to bind us, and I hear it purr a warm sound as it rises. *Feel it all feel it all in the sun*
I see it, and I feel it. I feel it all around me. And inside I feel it. I feel it too.
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New Trance
03:54
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I fall In the way that I used to know: even though I am keen to let it go. Born in a place, in a time: just a corner, just a chime in endless noise. Like everything was all a thin mirage that still I crave somedays. And time has folded over burying this phase.
Had I know. Fallen back to the way you saw things mentioned like they told you. (Look back at you aching in the silence but you knew.) I'd have shed my skin off, shed it faster: found my feet. SHED MY SKIN - I have found my feet. build some walls, break some walls, let that light in, shed my skin SHED MY SKIN break some walls, find my way I HAVE FOUND MY FEET. make it last: a new way, a new trance.
Faultless I defer to my inner stride. Sparks from past lives - burst into flame, dark space, inner phase, a twisted time. Like every part of me has blurred the lines, yet lucid in this state: I mark the path I'm following these days.
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