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Sun Temple
02:50
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What are the words worth if I can't believe in them? Am I only watching a world burn itself to the ground? Billions of people stand and they stare but they never make a sound. Yes, theirs is a song left unsung. I cannot sing it for them. I cannot ignore the setting sun.
There is a delicate balance between finding a mans true path and living only in your dreams. Nobody is sure what it means, what it is to be human nor what is to be.
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Twin Flames
03:43
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The red king and white queen will be made whole again.
The sun and the moon are ripe fruit, the branch is bending.
Modern day, everything we know is changing. In an endless race. We're still running in place. We can harness all the energy in everything but we cannot set ourselves free.
All that we are will become all that will be. Even now turning into dust. Far from beyond, the unseen everything, rearranging atoms only.
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Just One More Thing
01:58
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Everything's changing so you never know what you'll lose. I don't want to lose this… Something outside catches my eye. Look out the window, time slows and is gone.
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Superposition
03:36
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Though I've always remembered this, I'll admit that it makes little sense. Still, I want to believe in it, as strange as it is. Time is a dark ocean. Life it is the light.
My bones to dust. Well what then of all that I've been? All that I've seen is only temporary perception. So many faces passing, there is nothing to do but let them.
I've seen my dreams come to life in a flash of light, then they're gone. The hand of the clock it is unstoppable. It whoops my hide like a drum. Until I am raw, bloodied and beat down. My oh my, it sure made a sweet sound.
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Quantum Mechanic
03:17
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Starts out small, a pebble tossed at random. It's ripple in the river has grown and is growing still. Has taken a form all of it's own. There is nothing else that could have been and thus our fate was born.
Getting older, are we just passing the time? Just a little longer… We wait to see what is coming our way, then it hits you. The hammer strikes the anvil.
Is it always the same in this world? They shame and they guilt you. They want to control you. They sell our bodies down the river. Say it's only a matter of time before we say goodbye… goodbye.
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Are we decomposing bodies only? I may only pray I'll know thee when we are torn from the flesh, again split in two. The stone temple crumbles. Lightning strikes a match and an old oak goes up in smoke. The living death that is regret, it poisons the soul. Stared into that void for so long.
We free but not holy. Most know not what they do, for good or ill. Sweet mother of mercy, spare my life so that I might sail on under the sun.
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