sentences rain themselves from opaquely shifting thoughts:
can i say the words i mean when those i do push us away?
the blankness of the now, our wordless prose:
spoken like elegies for a burial where you arose.
no, just stay, lay here with me. you know i didn't mean it,
you know meaning is subjective. you're no angel,
you know we are both ending up in hell tonight.
I just want something tangible, something to make this real.
more than your cold skin, more than tin, ghosted words.
more than breaking foundations - watch me as i fall apart -
watch the image disassemble shifting from thought to thought.
what do my words mean if i don’t mean them?
i mean this: nothing means a thing to me.
when reality is your dead body I search for fillers.
I search for theater in the mind acting morality.
I search myself for the inner visions. I search in lack of purpose.
Serve this sentence’s reign. Hell elects to burn a slow ceasing.
Ceaselessly in search of smothering.
I’ll carry the coals like the cobwebs within.
credits
from The Solipsist Dream,
released October 12, 2012
Music by Justin Licht, Chris Gardino and Anthony Simone. Lyrics by Jake Burns.
Been listening to this since 2013. Eventually tried to track down a CD but now I'm starting to go digital. So, has 7 years of listening to this EP dulled the experience? Not even slightly. Amazing work. From Nathan's ghost beats on the snare, polyrhythmic measures and insane kick pedal work, Eric's unique tone on vocals and both Aaron and Josh's melodies and interesting structures. Just hope they get the chance to tour England soon. JAY DYER