1. |
Seconds Go Too Fast
04:41
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A measure once exact
Sidereal the season
A motion a mirage
A unit of a heartbeat
A passage round the sun
The period an instant
The present taken back
The future in ascension
The seconds go too fast
The minutes form a vector
Transitory space
Connected on an interval
No equilibrium
The function of a cycle
Isolated work
A message made to balance
The wind of entropy
The void of isolation
Balance an attack
A system overloads
The seconds go too fast
The minutes form a vector
Transitory space
Connected on an interval
The pattern is the proof
A set of empty members
Infinity abstracts
The precious made precision
The axiom of truth
Our elegant solution
A calculus of one
Singularity is beauty
The seconds go too fast
The minutes form a vector
Transitory space
Connected on an interval
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2. |
TimeBox
08:00
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3. |
Airlock
02:50
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4. |
Reentry
03:07
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5. |
Dark Matter
02:43
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6. |
Quicksand
04:25
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7. |
Retrograde
03:28
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Lost control
What they take is what you need
Head in reverse and it’s a curse
Break your back up on the stack
Lost control
Cling to the rear in your top gear
Engage decline and stay supine
A Race downhill and that’s a thrill
Lost control
Plan to regress and it’s a mess
Degenerate but not too late
Hurl a backslide and take a ride
II
Lost control
What you need is what they breed
Paint a mirage you’re living large
Perform a trick, the pain is quick
Lost control
A fantasy left out to sea
Hallucinate and it’s first rate
Build up a dream suppress the scream
Lost control
Accumulate and postulate
Renew the bloat, ideas you float
Incorporate this dying trait
III
Whose control?
What they breed is what you take
Back on the wheel you make a deal
It comes around don’t make a sound
No control
Infinity, your destiny
Immensity a spending spree
Burn to the core, you’re such a bore
Lost control
Clean what you are become a star
Loos-en ego and here we go
Turned into dust but you’ll adjust
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8. |
Escape Velocity II
04:46
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The room fix on space land
Today
Today
What you, what you say
Today
On our way
Sioux say sick, dirty water
Today
Gone away
Heat the shell, sultan expel
Today
in the way
We sit. We stack. The thrust. In back.
Today
we pray.
So the key, so is we
Today
Skies to gray
Cut. And run. Heat. The sun
Today
Float away
You and me. Void. Is three.
Today
It’s ok
Now. And then.
There is no end.
Today
Time to play (yeah)
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9. |
Launch Sequence
03:20
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