Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Here Comes The Orchestra

Power to the people in their state of weakness
Please forgive this world of cheaters
Born with artillery and taught these cheap tricks
Mothers hand them down with their feathers and treats
It's a treasure 'til they're severed and the severed grow weary
Put a blade to their vein and bleed out theories
Pleasure it was measured as they wrestled free
Knowing life is never as the kid perceives
Kids'll just shout and kids'll just dream
Too big for their doubts, too big to concede
They grow up and leave, their predictions'll creak
Under the pressure of reality
The boy is on the road to a terrible collision
The boy is on the run from a medical condition
The boy is in the loop of a spherical decision
And whichever way he chooses he will end up in submission
Whichever way he loses, so why take action?
Just find a distraction, anything that will
Take his mind off this enveloping darkness
Gotta be ruthless, you gotta be heartless
He locks himself inside of his bedroom
He won't be coming out any time soon
When a tree falls and nobody hears it
You know it's safe to go disappearing

Turn up the tunes, get lost or get moving
Take out the blade for sake of just proving
This is no joke there should not be music
It's not easy to get that through to me
Treading on a wire, strings are swelling in my mind
Now they're spreading to my eyes, violins they leave me blind
Going schizophrenic aren't you hearing what I hear?
The line between pretend and real has disappeared
At some point the lid is gonna blow off
Then it's time for the star to show his skills off
He'll show his true colours, he'll take the mask off
And the mothers will be screaming for the others they've lost
When the damn breaks there'll be no restraint
There'll be no escape, no one will be saved
And the doctor I once went to with this complaint
Will be named in the newspapers the next day
Watch your heartbeat it's a daydream, come and see
What does it mean, how could they be possibly?
Which is which me, did you just speak, was it me?
It's a daydream but it seemed real, could've been
So we must be seeing same things differently
This is nuts we cannot stay here, I agree
But it's just me on my own here in a room
Don't know who I think I have been talking to

I hear the sounds of doom impending
Morals bending, hate descending
Some actions are beyond defending
But some traumas go was past mending
And this story has no happy ending
My mind's upended I am not pretending
It's time you heard my side of things
Tectonic moods and seismic swings
I'd tie you to a chair and make you look in my eyes
And ask which you think is the real disguise
And I hope it hurts and I hope you're scared
And I hope it burns and it's only fair
That you know that brought all this on yourself
That you know that you caused it, created this hell
That you know you deserve all this fear in your mind
That you suffer and are tortured cuz death is too kind
And demons will come and cut open your face
And you'll tear off your skin with your teeth to escape
For every time you squandered love to satisfy a draught
We'll break the hearts of one more person that you care about
Do you hear screaming? I hear screaming!
Do you hear screaming, am I still dreaming?
How come no one else can hear what I'm hearing?
Must be time to go disappearing

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