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Between The Stars
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Between the stars
I am alone
Between the brutal
I am unwhole
In nothingness
There is nothing less than we
We can be seen adrift in freedom's mockery
Yet no one sees me
Between the stars
The bright without right
Alight in a hollow guise of equality
Their core an unholy license of luminosity
Burning despite me
Between the stars
I'm not alone
Like dust upon a stolen throne
We dirty the shine
Then get brushed aside
Through a lens
Both near and distant lands
Who once appeared well in tranquility
Come into focus
To dwell in crime and deceit
In a vacuum of disparity
Blanketing
Holding
Voiding
Destroying
The gravity of our position, our situation
Will pull you back
It will hurt to learn
Be aware, alert
Come back
Look up
See us
Dust
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Last Ship To Venus
01:34
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The last to speak a dying tongue haunts these halls alone
Just to hear familiar tones
But finds only dialects unknown
It’s never home
Though it helps suspend the troubling belief
That no longer does anyone feel anything but me
The last to speak a dying tongue shouts bygone prose alone
While the morons march
Well merchandised
Into a black hole
In their sublingual race to be the first to find poorer posture in space
“The end is neigh!” says the old timer
So hear me now
This is a tribal split from the status quo
Cause we know that the personal is the political
So let’s tell ‘em now
We don’t comply
We don’t abide
By rules and roles that leave us misdefined
We’re the poor and pissed off
Fucked up and ripped off
Don’t lift off
We can transcend
In these rare moments
The blows that the world strikes upon us
Authentically
With fluency
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This song was inspired by the short story The Marching Morons by C. M. Kornbluth.
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