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Seven Ages
05:16
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Look at me. Speak to me. Tell me something real.
This faceless wave of dialogue is losing it's appeal.
You make a noise, it resonates but doesn't reach it's mark.
Humanity we emulate begins to fall apart.
You would be naive to think that what you think means anything.
When all you do and all you say amounts to nothing at all.
Offer up our sentiment with artificial heart.
The world around us is the stage, content to play the part.
Seven Ages.
You would be naive to think that what you think means anything.
When all you do and all you say amounts to nothing at all.
I've got better things to do than read about your point of view.
When all you say and all you do amounts to nothing at all.
We're so connected now but never been so far apart.
When everyone knows everything and no one's ever wrong.
Look to a time when things were better.
You could change a life or save the world.
You would be naive to think that what you think means anything.
When all you do and all you say amounts to nothing at all.
I've got better things to do than read about your point of view.
When all you say and all you do amounts to nothing at all.
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Meteor
06:24
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looking to London from 42nd street
the sound of the ocean, the cure
initial shock that knocks me off my feet
this wave of emotion is pure
it hits you like a meteor, crashing down to the earth
you never really know for sure where to go
actions leave a trail and consequences fall
reaction to the sun the same for everyone
mercy will prevail to find redemption
it cannot be undone
it hits you like a meteor, crashing down to the earth
you never really know for sure where to go
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3. |
One of Us
05:44
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Here is someone new. He doesn't look like us.
An archetype of long ago.
His plating's soft and warm. His wires drip red oil.
He's delicate and beautiful.
We don't want him here. He's come to steal our jobs.
He's human. Human.
His extinction was justified.
He's not one of us.
He's different.
Their kind went out of style back in 2044.
Extinguishing all traces of the past that lie before.
Why would they do this to them?
Capable of love and war a creature of extremes.
Their highest aspirations couldn't satisfy their dreams.
How could they do this to them?
Now we have a specimen to study and adore.
Let's cut him up in tiny bits, examine him some more.
Cut him up good.
He's not one of us.
He's different than us.
He's not one of us.
He's different than us.
Radiation burns the skin.
Separation, life from limb.
Why would we do this to them?
We can give or take away.
Just like they did everyday.
How could they do this to them?
He was someone new.
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Dark Side of the Girl
07:40
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Sunday morning, the atmosphere was different.
He was gone, she could see it in his eyes.
Left alone, it wouldn't be the first time.
By Sunday evening she knew it was goodbye.
It's nothing new. It's hauntingly familiar.
We've heard this story a million times before.
She's the victim. He's the rotten apple.
She obsesses. He can't take it anymore.
And then the feeling comes.
It makes her numb.
Makes it easy to get along.
And soon the darkness finds
her fragile mind.
She tries in vain to leave it all behind.
There's a deeper meaning to the world.
There's a darker side of the girl.
Sunday morning, she was acting rather distant.
That familiar glaze had seeped into her eyes.
Run away, it wouldn't be the last time.
By Sunday evening he knew it was goodbye.
And then the feeling comes.
It makes her numb.
Makes it easy to get it wrong.
And soon the darkness finds
her shattered mind.
Maybe this time she'll leave it all behind.
There's a deeper meaning to the world.
There's a darker side of the girl.
And she feels it's deeper than her
and she wakes alone.
She knows that life is bigger than her
and she wakes alone.
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5. |
l'appel du vide
05:24
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6. |
Waiting To See You Again
04:57
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You had to go
A part of the show
Paving the path you follow
I believe
The things you'll achieve
Are worth the tears you swallow
Miles are blind
To the wonder you find
Inside your restless mind
Save your tears, we will be here
Waiting to see you again
As I lie
Alone in my bed
Collecting the thoughts in my head
And when the day
Takes me away
Remember the words I said
Time is blind
To the aging mind
And the life you leave behind
Dry your tears, for I will be here
Waiting to see you again
Miles are blind
To the wonder you find
Inside your restless mind
Dry your tears, for I will be here
Waiting to see you again
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Years of evolution cut down in it's path
Washed away by the acid rain or a psychopath
Cellular intrusion, mind is absentee
We shut off when we switch on to technology
We search for absolution but we're too blind to see
A selfish man doesn't understand generosity
You can have your freedom, as much as you're allowed
This Golden Age of Nothing is upon us now
Face the day with uncertainty
The curtain drawn, the picture fades to black
It won't be coming back
Seen it all, we're desensitized
Homogenize the newscast, redirect
With lessening effect
Would we walk the razor's edge to fuel our vanity?
Give up our sanity?
To sit upon that Golden chair
Collect our things, ignore reality
For some it's meant to be
Tread against the sea and you will be in this Golden Age of Nothing
Feel the weight of the stone, you're all alone in this Golden Age of Nothing
Immortality, a fantasy in this Golden Age of Nothing
In Between the Waves, we are slaves to this Golden Age
Tangled in this masquerade, have we forgotten who we are and what we might have been?
To live the ultimate charade, someone tell me, someone tell me why
We decide to live the lie
Tread against the sea and you will be in this Golden Age of Nothing
Feel the weight of the stone, you're all alone in this Golden Age of Nothing
Immortality, a fantasy in this Golden Age of Nothing
In Between the Waves, we are slaves to this Golden Age
Ashes, ashes, all fall down
Years of evolution cut down in it's path
Washed away by the acid rain or a psychopath
Cellular intrusion, mind is absentee
We shut off when we switch on to technology
We search for absolution but we're too blind to see
A selfish man doesn't understand generosity
You can have your freedom, as much as you're allowed
This Golden Age of Nothing is upon us now
I raise my eyes to the sky
Searching for a guide
Looking for one to give me peace
I raise my hands in surrender
I can't take anymore
I cannot take this pain and suffering
I didn't know what to say
I didn't know what to do
You look at me, I look at you. We say nothing
Feeling a waterfall
Tired of it all
You look at me, I look at you.
You've acquired a lifetime of regret
You haven't even started living yet
You may find there's barely enough time
To turn around and run
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jhimm Naugatuck, Connecticut
Jason Himm is a Connecticut based musician who writes and records in his home studio in northern New Haven county. Jason is a keyboard player and has been experimenting with recording for over 22 years and has worked professionally with many local and national acts. His influences stem from the progressive rock genre and include artists such as Peter Gabriel, Pink Floyd and Genesis among others. ... more
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