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Backlit
04:02
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I’ve got a house at the crossroads of man and machine
Built from billions of cells crawling with cables like ivy
Shining black blue and silver, it glamours and gleams
With a slick brick facade that I work to keep tidy
At night it gives a charming glow
I see all those around me that I’ve come to know
It supplies me with needs in overflow
And knocks them down like dominos
I’ve got a house at the crossroads of nightmares and dreams
Gazing out the windows see a shift in the psyche
I’d say what is is what is not good bad or between
But I recognize change and I do so politely
Basked in light, long and low
Memory and minds working together though
The truth in the matter is hard to see
Truth in itself is illusory
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2. |
Lullaby
07:14
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Matte white whirls and fields of snow lay stoically between
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream
It takes more than a stack of wrinkles to rip free from the bed
Gesticulating poignant circles dance up on ahead
It takes more than a stack of wrinkles to knuckle under lead
Gesticulating poignant circles slowly being fed
Matte white whirls and fields of snow nest carefully between
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream
Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Minimotions, minimotions, minimotions
Minimotions, minimotions, minimotions
Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Minimotions, minimotions, minimotions
Minimotions, minimotions, minimotions
Rolling oceans, rolling oceans, rolling oceans
Rolling oceans, rolling oceans, rolling oceans
Building notions, building notions, building notions
Building notions, building notions, building notions
Dour men in dark brown suits take note of what was said
File claims and strange pursuits insisting they are pled
A coal black furnace smiles wide and glows a pulsing red
Paper piles slide along moving towards the maw
The dour men delight in action, smile and withdraw
The engine turns, the paper burns, all without a flaw
Matte white whirls and fields of snow lay stoically between
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream
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3. |
Elephant Walk
05:20
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Come out and walk with me out where the deep thicket grows
Knock back resistance with all the weight in your nose
Plodding together is more fun than stomping for one
Nowhere to go but we’ll get there faster if we run
Down all your questions with judgments and get yourself in
Bounce heavy barriers off of your grey weathered skin
See what you want to see hear what you want to hear
Drown all the nuance in rivers of cold heavy fear
Elephant Walk
Going on an elephant walk
Elephant Talk
Hear how the elephants talk
Pachyderm trances aren’t long, but oh boy are they proud
Pachyderm dances aren’t song, but oh man are they loud
Not courtly nor stately but doubtlessly social the same
Forces and fate provide me with another to blame
Clearing the brambles has never crossed my angry mind
Just the destruction of those to which blame I’ve assigned
And once I’ve wrung anger to pool with collective incense
I’ll focus my wrath on a subsequent sordid offense
Elephant Walk
Going on an elephant walk
Elephant Talk
Hear how the elephants talk
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4. |
Search For Community
07:28
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Eyes don’t see
Light swim through
Mind can’t glean
Who it’s for
Hidden haze
Floating by
Self imposed
Not by choice
Connection
Without thought
Separate but
Close enough to brush skin
Naught before
Now there are
Smiles more times
It’s alright in this place
Waiting to soak in pools of oxytocin
Become unfrozen
Dance like the chosen
Finding more
What is sought
Waves drive home what
Can be found within chrome
Dancing hoards shine
Partnership ends the phase
Beacon shines forth
Calling all to validate
Waiting to soak in pools of oxytocin
Become unfrozen
Dance like the chosen
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5. |
Just A Nose Too Short
06:28
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6. |
Moveable Dream Sequence
08:11
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On my way down familiar paths I’ve never seen before
Gliding backwards as I leave the slip and drift away from shore
Two and two make ten, waves slap and leave again
Sailing southward caught a breeze so strong I’m longing for a moor
In my moveable dream sequence
Mutable Dream Beacon
Moveable Dream Sequence
I stand alone among the waves
Leave the bay cutting wider swaths in places far and near
Laughing softly as the moon rescinds and winds blow in my ears
Threw and threw the men, try to affect the zen
Bodies bobbing as the ships so pale are sailing through the leers
In my moveable dream sequence
Mutable Dream Beacon
Moveable Dream Sequence
I stand alone among the waves
Now I lay on exhausted slabs that creak right through the floor
Reminiscing on the chart in shams and scramble to the door
Few of few dance then, rush to avoid the fen
Muted memory escaping my grasp at last to end the snore
In my moveable dream sequence
Mutable Dream Beacon
Mutable Dream Beacon
I stand alone to leave the cave
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7. |
Home Improvement
05:02
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One foot on the cupola
Shingles skate down to ground
One foot kicks the empty air
Searching for purchase in some purposeless nothingness
One eye spies through clock rounds
Frightened yelps without sound
One ear hears through matted hair
Searching for purpose in some merciless person-ness
Looking out for movement
Disaster has been looming
Nature against human
Ease on lumens
Looking for home improvement
Finding things to improve
Returning to what we were thinking of
Make it better, better, better
Brighter for lighter for all
I need things to improve
Returning to what we were dreaming of
Makes it better and better and better
Beacon of light and of love
One ear hears an elephant
Rushing through the bustle
One eye spies a single mast
Searching for purchase in some purposeless nothingness
One hand feels a snowy breeze
Colored with little specks
One hand feels through tattered sleeves
Searching for versions of some merciless person-ness
Looking out for movement
Disaster has been looming
Nature against human
Ease on lumens
Looking for home improvement
Finding things to improve
Returning to what we were thinking of
Make it better, better, better
Brighter for lighter for all
I need things to improve
Returning to what we were dreaming of
Makes it better and better and better
Beacon of light and of love
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8. |
Eternity
08:29
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Thunder rolls across expanses
Trampled by the beat of hooves
Nervous patchwork ponies pranced
Under lighted sky
In seas of grass and plains of water
The hues of daylight move
Bewildered beaming bodies bothered
By the weathered rye
Jumbled landscapes baffle reason
In search of absolutes
A mind of dual intention fights
With the silvered creep
Nothing new is new to nothing
Just amplified by attributes
Reconciled past and present
Are fighting in their sleep
Cluttered clumps of scrubs and brushes
Struggle in the heady heat
A weighty wind blusters gently
Gathering the sand
Whether weather winds itself
Or watchers will from lofty seats
It passes without consequence
To the plow or hand
Thunder rolls across expanses
Trampled into well worn grooves
Nervous patchwork ponies pranced
Under lighted sky
In seas of grass and plains of water
The hues of daylight prove
Bewildered beaming bodies bothered
By the weathered rye
Thunder rolls across expanses
Trampled by the beat of hooves
Nervous patchwork ponies pranced
Under lighted sky
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9. |
Backlit
04:59
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In a world that’s Backlit
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Still Boston, Massachusetts
Still is a four piece progressive / psychedelic rock / jam group from Boston MA.
Guitar/Vocals:
Ian Brenckle
Drums/Vocals: Ben DeUrso
Keys/Vocals: Elijah McTigue
Bass/Vocals: Lucas Rich
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