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Climbing (Soandso)
02:38
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On a private island in the Atlantic
Lived a private family
My mother, my father, my brother, my brother, my sister and me
Then one day they sent me off to university
And I was introduced to endless possibility
I studied media and communications, moved to the single greatest nation
Got a job in prestigious marketing
Followed orders, practiced patience
I was on my way to prosperity
Then one day my boss, he fired me
What a stupid game
Everyday the same
Caught up in the competition
Thought that I could play
Thought I had a chance
How naive was I?
I did this to myself
Broken promises
How exploitative
How malevolent
I guess that’s what this is
It’s an exponential race to the top of a waterfall
An existential taste of the sky
Then they’ll build a dam in this metaphor
Harness hydro energy
With indentured servitude
Call it all a company
All I saw was make believe
American mythology
Credit hanging over me
And I am so damn sorry
Yeah, I am so damn sorry
I did this to myself
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2. |
Building (Jackometti)
03:16
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All the houses that I never built
Too busy living in fantasy
Too stuck to realize
I’ve let this place build me
Though I can’t help but
See, a field in front of me
An oval entrance, draped with mahogany
A tall construction
in the shape of a tree
And at least fifteen balconies
But not too big
just satisfactory
I'm looking for the space I need
Or still, a door hidden inside a hill
It opens up, reveals a living room
Expressionism on the walls
Full spectrum lights in the halls
And alcoves with books to read
I'm looking for the space I need
A thin skyscraper in an urban wasteland
A boathouse lily pad full of heart
A container home recycled metal
A museum cabin made of art
All the houses that I never built
Too busy living in fantasy
Too stuck to realize
I’ve let this place build me
Where is this space I need
This sanctuary?
Take me to the forest floor
Take me to the mountain peak
Take me ‘cross the seven seas
I will build a home to take me
Flying high above the breeze
Any place I want to go
Any place I want to see
I think I know the space I need
I think I know the space I need
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3. |
Studying (Judoranj)
03:39
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4. |
Evaporating (Sfenn)
03:30
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While you weren’t looking
Half the world disappeared
Launching molecules of hope
Into the atmosphere
Aiming for the promises
They wanted to hear
Aiming for the promises
We wanted to hear
Naïve to damage
We cause with our fear
Is this an optical illusion?
Am I living in a trap?
Am I an insane soldier?
Am I Schrödinger’s cat?
Is this the eye of a storm
Is it going to rain
Tell me when I do fall
Tell me who will remain
Will the cycle begin again
While you weren’t looking
Half the world disappeared
Launching molecules of hope
Into the atmosphere
Aiming for the promises
We wanted to hear
Aiming for the promises
I wanted to hear
Naïve to damage
I caused with my fear
I am so damn sorry
Yes I am so damn sorry
I did this to myself
Did I do this to myself
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5. |
A Crescendo (Interlude)
01:47
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6. |
Gathering (Epilogue)
02:26
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We gather in the swimming pool
The painted caves, the crop circles
The cul de sacs with petal blankets
Gardens growing thyme and basil
The factories, the libraries
The cubicles, universities
We speak a language handed down
Every time a little different
Every mouth another etching
Held in place by silk vibration
Neuron networks lighting torches
Together through association
We isolate an obstacle
A broken bulb, a question mark
Put it through hypothesis
Experimental back and forth
Getting closer every moment
Never finished, never sure
We scatter to the river banks
Ride the veins to little boxes
Feed ourselves a bowl of purpose
Add a tally to the wall
Settle down, begin reflection
Think and dream about it all
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