i. new seeds

~!~
~yes~
a dim Light:
frightened? yeah.
not the first
we don't want the medicine
we don't want another thing

the Realization station + a dim Light:
that doesn't know me at all

lonely? yeah.

a dim Light:
but who's to say
there aren't lines between the voids?
'cause i'm counting on a web
to entrap and save all life

but you want to hate me
and you want to break me
at least let me show just once
that if you want to make cents/sense
sell the seeds to invest:
the life is running out

hungry?

the Realization station + a dim Light:
yeah!
but we're bloated
skin still stained from where we've come
just turn off the turntable
the songs they play aren't we at all

happy? yeah!
but for how long
without internet and guns?
suicidal stable once
into the life we're stepping out

~a difference of one~
so if you want to hate we
if you want to break we
at least let us try for once
to unlearn everything
be unsure of every thing

but happy? yeah!
so, happy? yeah!
happy, yet for what?
for happy, yeah!
so happy, yeah!
happy, yet for ....

oh yeah!

so unsure of it
and we're scared of it
but we're happy as shit :)
and into the life we're dancing out
into the life

ii. rhapsodize

a dim Light:
fortunate we with microphones
unfortunately so disconnected
with feeling
stop investing
be the ones who do not get it all

the Realization station + a dim Light:
we want it to fall on you
we wanted to fall in too

a dim Light:
fortunate? yes, left on the skin
fortunate? no, the state that we're in

a dim Light:
i'm lonely

the Realization station:
i'm alone

the Realization station + a dim Light:
but we're together in this lonesomeness

we want it to fall on you
we want to fall in you

clowns, malls and carrion calls
not clarion calls for dooms unheeded
so .... let go!