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Watercourse
02:39
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Fly on the table flits, sits and begs
Blankly looks at me and licks its legs
Oh - behind those prismed eyes, what sights and smells?
Oh - behind those prismed eyes, compacted hell
Hands click on the clock
Every second they will stop
And the future waits between each click and laughs
I have a box of keys but got no door
I have a pair of feet but lost the floor
Oh – behind my prison eyes, a darkened cell
Oh – behind my prison eyes compacted hell
Hands click on the clock
Every second they will stop
And the future waits between each click and laughs
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Former Future Shining
02:40
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All this desperate progress comes at a cost
Some liquid things are gained, some icy things are lost
Tiny shiny questions shimmer in the frost
Everyone is pining
For the silver lining of the
Former future shining
Merciless tsunami breaking up the quay
Snapping all the cables between the future and me
Tiny shiny questions bubble in the scree
Everyone is pining
For the silver lining of the
Former future shining
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Present Future
03:42
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Layered marks of yellow sparks in dark illuminate
Piled up high the piers of architecture sink
Present/future, future/past become delirious
The buttresses cannot support the walls I think
Oh - the towers disappear
In the chaos around here
Scaffolds form a screen around the naked skeleton
Quivering as the wind blows around and screams
Helicopter hair and rocket smoke obscure the sight
Can’t stay standing for another day it seems
Oh - who could understand
How things got so out of hand?
Then is now and now is then - it’s simultaneous
All time is one time in the eye of the sun
The clouded eye that gazes down on us from up above
A witness to destruction that has just begun
Oh - what’re we gonna do
As the walls close in on me and you?
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A step back
Survey what’s around
A step back
The sights, the sounds
Tangles of freeway
Devolve to a melee
A serpent eating its tail
This can’t end well
A step back
The view is bizarre
What we were, will be and what we are:
Clowns of the planet
We couldn’t have planned it
The floor we stand on’s burning
No one’s laughing now
What’s before you and what is in your mind
Bridges distances of found and yet-to-find
That is, if you’re so inclined
A step back
Is all, all it takes
Clearer eye to view the mistakes:
Preaching to panic
Exalting the manic
Deck chairs on the Titanic
Violent, volcanic
The future is gigantic
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The Figment Bee Toronto, Ontario
The Figment Bee is a songwriter who resides in Dish With One Spoon Territory. An avid DIY musician, he has made several home recordings over the years.
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