Lucidity
Bear the weight of the world on your
shoulders, let it crush you into dust
For the sake of a moment's joy, you break my trust
To feel alone, when thoughts are not my own
Spaces between the lines of truth are blurring, these lucid dreams
They are sparing me from my unending sleep that I'll never need
I don't need you to save me from myself
Slip away peacefully
Dissipate blissfully
Everything caught in lucidity
Twisted lucid dreams
Did you spare me from my never ending sleep
I'll never need to find you waiting patiently for me
When you think that all is lost
And it leaves you wanting more
When all clarity is gone
Then there comes a moment of lucidity
Rumours have spread like a plague to our heads
There's a cancer among us of women and men
Residing in castles upon silent thrones
The voiceless make choices they think are their own
Roads can be paved with each promise made
There are hands to be shaken and contracts exchanged
Lo, and behold! Revolutions unfold
There is profit in death when the story is sold
I still remember how it was when we were young
When my angels would throw me to the wolves
Those timeless tales of man and machine
They were sold to our children and captured our dreams
No one predicted and no one prepared
What we were inventing was already there
Facts can be silenced but fiction is told
Nothing is simple when money's involved
One thing is certain, that science has made
A key to a door to a virtual escape
Take me back to the days that time forgot
When my angels would throw me to the wolves
I am waking glossolalia
I am seemingly-random,
disordered syntax trying desperately to arrange
itself into something finite, resolute and communicable
I am the chord progression seeking
resolution, but constantly modulating around the root
I am the shades of grey that keep the meek awake at night
I am the meek awake at night
I am the ceaseless and unrepentant
longing of the heart and of the loins
I am the lonely who is never alone
I am the humble which passes through the eye of the needle
I am the greedy that shall not
I am the nihilist who sees God in all things
I am the God who sees nothing in anything
I am fierce deity and pathetic entity
I am everything and I am nothing
But you?
You are the endless eye of an endless apocalypse
You are the infinite bloom of the fertilised
tomb and you are the shadow which haunts my sleep
You are the inescapable through which I weep
You are the trauma and the pain
You were the labours that were not in vain
You are the demons I have yet to slay
And we? We?
We are one and the same
Questions I have to this day remain unanswered
Pull at the thread to unravel the truth instead
Freedom and chains, loss and gain they're one and the same
Lay down your cross, pull the anchor and sail away
Fail to see ten forest fires from one burning tree
Down on two knees asking with whom do I make peace
Only have myself to thank and myself to blame
With one last breath say your prayers and sail away
A blanket of darkness consuming me
An ocean of time is erasing me
A quicksand of shadows is pulling me
When you think that all is lost
And it leaves you wanting more
When all clarity is gone
Then there comes a moment of lucidity
shoulders, let it crush you into dust
For the sake of a moment's joy, you break my trust
To feel alone, when thoughts are not my own
Spaces between the lines of truth are blurring, these lucid dreams
They are sparing me from my unending sleep that I'll never need
I don't need you to save me from myself
Slip away peacefully
Dissipate blissfully
Everything caught in lucidity
Twisted lucid dreams
Did you spare me from my never ending sleep
I'll never need to find you waiting patiently for me
When you think that all is lost
And it leaves you wanting more
When all clarity is gone
Then there comes a moment of lucidity
Rumours have spread like a plague to our heads
There's a cancer among us of women and men
Residing in castles upon silent thrones
The voiceless make choices they think are their own
Roads can be paved with each promise made
There are hands to be shaken and contracts exchanged
Lo, and behold! Revolutions unfold
There is profit in death when the story is sold
I still remember how it was when we were young
When my angels would throw me to the wolves
Those timeless tales of man and machine
They were sold to our children and captured our dreams
No one predicted and no one prepared
What we were inventing was already there
Facts can be silenced but fiction is told
Nothing is simple when money's involved
One thing is certain, that science has made
A key to a door to a virtual escape
Take me back to the days that time forgot
When my angels would throw me to the wolves
I am waking glossolalia
I am seemingly-random,
disordered syntax trying desperately to arrange
itself into something finite, resolute and communicable
I am the chord progression seeking
resolution, but constantly modulating around the root
I am the shades of grey that keep the meek awake at night
I am the meek awake at night
I am the ceaseless and unrepentant
longing of the heart and of the loins
I am the lonely who is never alone
I am the humble which passes through the eye of the needle
I am the greedy that shall not
I am the nihilist who sees God in all things
I am the God who sees nothing in anything
I am fierce deity and pathetic entity
I am everything and I am nothing
But you?
You are the endless eye of an endless apocalypse
You are the infinite bloom of the fertilised
tomb and you are the shadow which haunts my sleep
You are the inescapable through which I weep
You are the trauma and the pain
You were the labours that were not in vain
You are the demons I have yet to slay
And we? We?
We are one and the same
Questions I have to this day remain unanswered
Pull at the thread to unravel the truth instead
Freedom and chains, loss and gain they're one and the same
Lay down your cross, pull the anchor and sail away
Fail to see ten forest fires from one burning tree
Down on two knees asking with whom do I make peace
Only have myself to thank and myself to blame
With one last breath say your prayers and sail away
A blanket of darkness consuming me
An ocean of time is erasing me
A quicksand of shadows is pulling me
When you think that all is lost
And it leaves you wanting more
When all clarity is gone
Then there comes a moment of lucidity
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Spence, Dan Thornton, Gareth Mason, Harrison White, Moat Lowe, Ross Jennings
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