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Stranded (Radio Edit)
05:50
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But, my desire to dare my lungs to respire
outweighs how afraid I am to retire.
I’ll acquire the oxygen, give them the strength,
inflate them with pain and suffered self-hate.
It just seems so insane to request a restrain
when I aspire to escape this soul-crushing carcass.
But, I’m not done here just yet, I’m not leaving a threat.
Raise that glass of champagne and enjoy this catharsis.
Imagine for a moment that you’re
just seconds away from an oncoming train.
Screaming at the top of your lungs
everything that you’ve ever wanted to say.
Displaying the very nature
of the phantom fantastic
in the scholastic longhand that
no one around you can understand.
So, I’m shipwrecked on the shores of silence.
Marooned with a sea of words between us.
I’m constrained by dimensions and limited conventions.
I’ll lacerate the fabric of invented comprehension.
I’ll smother another schematic intention:
Invented traumatic somatic apprehension.
This existence is static, chromatic, pragmatic, quadratic.
Let’s lynch the systematic.
I sound so damn dramatic.
But, imagine for a moment that you’re
just seconds away from an oncoming train.
Screaming at the top of your lungs
everything that you’ve ever wanted to say.
Displaying the very nature
of the phantom fantastic
in the scholastic longhand that
no one around you can understand.
So, I’m shipwrecked on the shores of silence. Marooned with aquarium continuums between us.
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2. |
Insomniac
04:47
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Please God, I need some Grace,
Accompany me to a place
where I can finally get some sleep,
I’m so tired of counting sheep.
The ocean and air won’t stop moving.
The restless waves aren't be soothing.
Cause the light to you is the dark to me.
So I’ll stay inside,
cause I just want to hide.
My eyelids stay open just like a cut,
open my mind and then sew them shut.
Let no more light it and I’ll tell you what,
I’ll drift off to sea,
My mind will be sunk.
My eyes might be broken they’ve got a crack.
Through all that I’ve spoken I’ll never go back.
I need to begin to stop this panic attack.
I’m always gonna act like and insomniac.
Well, it’s like an unclear dream.
Too hard to focus, it’s too dark to see.
Plus we have a lot to discuss.
Where is your future and where lies your trust.
This notion that it’s time to adjust.
Like my emotion is full of distrust.
Close off my thoughts, do what you want.
It’s ok to be blunt, I would hate to confront.
My eyelids stay open just like a cut,
open my mind and then sew them shut.
Let no more light it and I’ll tell you what,
I’ll drift off to sea,
My mind will be sunk.
My eyes might be broken they’ve got a crack.
Through all that I’ve spoken I’ll never go back.
I need to begin to stop this panic attack.
I’m always gonna act like and insomniac.
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3. |
Panic
03:46
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It’s just an awkward conversation, yet,
elegant in its arrangement:
candidly complex, but
frankly downright indirect.
You speak in rhymes and riddles,
while I sincerely speak my heart.
Spirit so paralyzed in trespass
while doubt is pulling me apart.
So, I might be meandering through my own mind,
imprisoned by my conscious: I’m a temporal concubine.
Redesign all my conceptions,
apprehend my expectations,
sedate these elated orations,
in my desperation.
My soul rips through my physiology.
My breath extinguished in eternity.
Instants stretch into infinity.
Atoms expand beyond immensity.
My soul rips through my physiology.
My breath extinguished in eternity.
Instants stretch into infinity.
Atoms expand beyond immensity.
It’s just an existential crisis,
All of substance is in lysis.
Vacant being, absent minded,
Mortal anguish grim misguidance.
Fear contests my human theories:
infects my feeble expertise.
This panic stricken inner struggle;
My core implodes, My knees just buckle.
This might be that deep breath before the plunge:
Inhalation heavy like lead congests my lungs.
Sacred drumming fills the silence.
Cardiocadence: rhythmic guidance.
Dispose of carnal compliance
to oppose my own defiance.
My soul rips through my physiology.
My breath extinguished in eternity.
Instants stretch into Infinity
Atoms expand beyond immensity.
Desire smolders to tranquility.
Pride collapsed under humility.
Love consumes all of antipathy.
Yahweh erases all deficiency.
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4. |
Just a Dream
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I’m mad,
madly in love.
With a thought,
this them that’s been taught.
I’m caught in this dream.
Or so it may seem.
They pages they turn and the ink it will bleed.
And I know, you want to run.
With all these things,
they’re still left undone.
I’ll put the pen to the page,
to tell you just once,
It may seem that this dream has only just begun.
Since perception is reality.
I’ll turn to you in agony.
Just follow me to fantasy.
Let go of all your apathy.
But you turn away so callously.
And crush my dreams so casually.
I feel the grip of gravity.
And fall into reality.
As I descent I see the end.
Of this falling motion.
I’m breathing in all of the stars. They’re like a healing potion.
I’m reaching out feeling the clouds as I’m above the ocean.
And then this falling motion.
And my eyes...
So, it may seem that this dream is only just beginning.
I have that feeling like I’m falling, I believed you now I’m sorry.
It’s my life that I’m recalling, this nightmare is so appalling.
Ensnare my thoughts, I’m unaware and distraught.
So I’ll stop, I’m petrified.
Still counting space and holding time.
You dignify your last goodbye while I quantify your whole design.
You redefine, a pantomime, I’ll falsify while you deny.
And I’ll amplify my last reply you need to shift your paradigm.
Since perception is reality.
I’ll turn to you in agony.
Just follow me to fantasy.
Let go of all your apathy.
But you turn away so callously.
And crush my dreams so casually.
I feel the grip of gravity.
And fall into reality.
As I descent I see the end.
Of this falling motion.
I’m breathing in all of the stars. They’re like a healing potion.
I’m reaching out feeling the clouds as I’m above the ocean.
And then this falling motion.
And my eye’s open.
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5. |
Into the Mystic
04:49
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Darling Overdrive Denver, Colorado
Darling Overdrive is rekindling the fire of late 20th Century Rock.
With melodic,
guitar-driven, instrumentals, experimental grooves, and memorable lyricism delivered through pop-styled vocals, this Denver band has encountered nothing but praise for their unique and listenable sound.
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