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II. (tune in)

from L'Implosion (2009) by City of Sound

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And by this time eyelids were growing heavy
As the red clouds take over the dark purple sky
An ocean of wine ripples across the ceiling
In patterns of ancient art
As a slew of butterfly flew in through my window
And proceeded to take me away
Over the frost peak mountains
And waves of sunset fountains
Breathing fresh air under the sea
The beauty was tran-descending
The starry sky descending
Fall to the ground. I’m on my feet.
And here they drop me, inside the white marbled hall.
Of echoes of emptiness that play through the walls
The time stands still
No ticking or tocking
My head has been filled
With a million billion bumble bees that swarm in a mess
And swim through the trees on the waves toward their nest.
How long will it take to outrun the monster
And when will I get to breathe?
Oh, when your soul’s been tarred and feathered you may leave
And where is the light at the end of the hall
And where the songbirds, they sing from the trees?
Thought I was looking into it but it was looking into me.
The pearly gates are callingYour bedroom shades are drawing
You turn your head and go to sleep
The man has taken over and he will hold you under
His credit card faced a common tree.
A common tree
Just economy, aren’t you sick of the word?
Oh a come on, tree
Economy / A common tree
Yeah, I don’t know where to go so I stay inside my head
And I’ve got faith, but I’d like to know where I will end up when I’m dead
And I no longer sleep at night so I gave my dreams a call
Hello operator, could you connect me to the hall?
Bathing Beauty, wait on the shore. The waves too tall and steep
And if I should die during the storm, I will be with you in your sleep, little girl
Oh, the nocturnal matinee showing of our journey through the abyss
Come gather around and try to untangle this mangled symmetric,
Electrical, spectacle
Sensually Sexual
And mentally flexible
Born from the womb of the genetic selectable

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from L'Implosion (2009), released January 25, 2009
Written, Recorded, Mixed & Produced by City of Sound
Mastered by Rob Schlette
Copyright City of Sound 2009
Artwork by Warren Peterson

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