1. |
Romance, Meet Real
05:40
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On a day of sun showers a meeting took
Place on a stage of star-crossed dreams
Romance set out to behold
All of her heart born needs
Romance met Real
And ever since
Those castles in the sky look like clouds
Rip away the fog smoke screen
And you will see
Mirrors and things of design
Real turned his head away from
Earth-colored skies with disdain
For he knew that it meant soon to come
Untimely drops of rain
Romance met Real
And ever since
Those castles in the sky look like clouds
Rip away the fog smoke screen
And you will see
Mirrors and things of design
To see the world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower
To hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour
Beneath the sun the shadows bloomed
Prelude to the war that ensued
Romance and Real crossed paths
Weeping eyes beheld the wrath
Two worlds collide creating one
Salvation or damnation come
Romance met Real, they struck a deal
The rosier the lens the more light bends
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2. |
My Ideal World
04:40
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Through my inward gaze
The ideal is made
Perfect places, endless graces
For this I would kiss my
Ordinary goodbye
I’m wishing for a rainbow everyday
But never expecting a single drop of rain
In my ideal world
All impossibilities topple down
Before me
Nothing blocks my way
And in all my ecstasy
Fact or not matters not
And all else is lost on me
And I would choose to stay
With pristine vision
Logic is undone
In reality mismatched pieces are all I see
Like trying to burn rain
Such a chase is in vain
I’m wishing for a rainbow everyday
But never expecting a single drop of rain
In my ideal world
All impossibilities topple down
Before me
Nothing blocks my way
But In all my ecstasy
Common sense slipped away
Only now I realize
"Ideal" is not real
Resolution: compromise
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3. |
Wish Away
03:18
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Tell me what makes your world go ‘round?
Is there a voice that haunts you with its sound?
Tell me is it just a waste of time
To look at two sides and draw a line?
So I ask you my friend
Could you wish away your conscience
To live in a world of indifference?
What’s stranger than fiction is how
Convenience kills conviction
Wish away…
Could you do it?
Just wish it all away?
Would it save you
The burden of having to be
Responsible?
So I ask you my friend
Could you wish away your conscience
To live in a world of indifference?
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4. |
The Dawn of Dark Skies
05:22
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Here
In the guilt of the light, we
Are all bound to patterns of
Their law
Do not weep my dear
For what we long for draws near
There
In the dark all eyes are blind
To that which makes isolation
So real
Do not weep my dear
For what we long for draws near
How can I hide my ruling passions?
Approach me for a murder of the self
What is the price of inner order?
You’re calling for a murder
Watercolor skies dissolve into inky hues
The masks we wore
The warm veneer of our published self
Decays into what only moonlight can excuse
How can I hide my ruling passions?
How can I hide?
Approach me for a murder of the self
What is the price of inner order?
That I found in the dark
You’re calling for a murder
Tell me when this will end
So let’s meet at our secret place
At the dawn of dark skies
To set free
Our nocturnal desires
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5. |
Midnight Meditation
02:32
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(instrumental)
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6. |
A Blind Beginning
04:16
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So the story goes that there was
A group of friends who wanted to create
So they set out blindly
For journey’s end unknown
To look through thought and sight and sound
To find some truth
Simple or profound
They set out blindly…
Creation can lead to
Discovery
Through and through
They said:
We put forth this declaration
This art will find manifestation
Trial, error and inspiration
One or varied destinations
At the precipice of beginning
Vision blind but mind’s eye grinning
Anticipation and trepidation
No words for these expectations
For the cause!
Here we go!
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7. |
Fresh Eyes
06:13
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Until I walk 1,000 days
From my home pointed away
I will not know my true strength
For until that day, it will be but a tenth
Staring at the same thing that I look at every day
Feeling safe in this place where I know that I am sane
Can’t venture past my known boundaries
Fear mystery like a disease
Try just once
For once just try
Try finding your way
To a greater understanding
See more than one side
White is not the absence of
Light that claims itself
As the purity of
Every joined, fused
Color
Staring at the same thing that I look at every day
Heads became tails and I knew not what to say
Sight beyond my last known boundary
Former mysteries now a part of me
Try just once
For once just try
TRY finding your way
TO a greater understanding
SEE more than one side
WHITE is all but the absence of
LIGHT that claims itself
AS the purity of
EVERY joined, fused
COLOR
Until I walk 1,000 days
From my home pointed away
I will not know my true strength
For until that day, it will be but a tenth
A Rebirth of Perception
Or a perception of rebirth?
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8. |
The Ivory Stepping Stone
03:18
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Take for granted a precious gift, it’s your life right?
You take a tool and abuse it, now justify
The reason for being here is not based much on learning
Praised for tradition, my institute of higher earning
Locked out from your tower
The disqualified seek their place
To them, your prison is
But a stepping stone
Your pale fortress crumbles down right before your eyes
So much for higher worth, this you cannot disguise
The reason for being here is not based much on teaching
Praised for tradition, my institute now never reaching
Out
Locked out from your tower
The disqualified seek their place
To them, your prison is
But a stepping stone
Open your door
To the outside and let it flow in
Succession of towers
And of stepping stones
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9. |
Believable Fiction
04:47
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In the classroom of life
Where conviction is born
A veil is drawn that blinds us all but
Remains unseen
Until one comes of age
It is here we conform
History passes by
To the clock’s clapping
We can’t stop its passing
So rewrite what we’d like
Behind transparent walls (We all live in
Within the fight of our lives: -
Believable fiction Believable fiction)
The question to ask now is
Should we conform?
Could we take the bitter truth or would we
Break at the seams?
Tell me am I alone in this disbelief?
Rejection, or incorporation, is only a matter of time
History passes by
To the clock’s clapping
We can’t stop its passing
So rewrite what we’d like
Behind transparent walls (We all live in
Within the fight of our lives: -
Believable fiction Believable fiction)
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Over Matter
Over Matter is a studio-based experiment in progressive rock.
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