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0:00 Son Of Nothing
11:00 Ants Of The Sky
LYRICS:
SUN OF NOTHING-
Everywhere I look, they are there...
What is everyone doing?
Going to a home?
Everywhere I look, they are there...
What is everyone doing?
Going to a home?
To a place that makes us feel warm...
A place that grants us a smile.
Grants us a smile.
Seems like a very simple idea, but not hardly figured out.
I just see faces.
Faces staring blank as they go on with the routine.
I just see faces.
Faces staring blank as they go on with the routine.
This routine.
Nothing new... it’s time to go through with this.
This routine.
Nothing new... it’s time to go through with this.
This routine.
Nothing new... it’s time to go through with this.
A spaceman.
That’s what they say I am.
Nothing but a spaceman...
A spaceman.
That’s what they say I am.
Nothing but a spaceman...
Always pushing it all away.
Trying to get to that one place I call home.
The journey begins... forcing a new life with the unexplained...
A creeping rush that surrounds me.
Floating away.
Floating away.
Floating away.
Floating away.
Floating away.
Always pushing it all away.
Trying to get to that one place I call my home.
My own planet... I allowed this wish...
Unexpected... not knowing why.
Now knowing why.
Wonder why I question it now?
I’m my own planet...
Not many can experience this sensation.
Loneliness is creeping out...
Or in, however you think of it.
But it sure is surrounding me.
Maybe all the complaining is an occurrence of boredom.
I suppose it’s too late.
I am floating farther.
I am floating farther and farther away.
I am floating farther.
I am floating.
I did love, I did laugh, I did live.
A spaceman.
They say I am... a spaceman.
They say I am...
A spaceman.
They say I am... a spaceman.
They say I am...
Planets everywhere... my own destiny...
I’m floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing.
Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing.
I have become the sun of nothing.
Nothing is here.
Memories are not clear.
I’m floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing.
Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing.
Floating, floating, floating to the sun... farther away.
I can’t believe that’s what it has come to...
I never really had it all that bad.
I just looked around and never thought about the blank stares.
Blank stares.
They were looking into something much worse than what I thought I was.
Selfishness is a very sticky quality of this species.
Looking around... I don’t see any faces...
Yes, I am lonely.
It’s to be expected.
It’s to be expected.
ANTS OF THE SKY-
I’ll sleep now.
My teeth taste funny today...they seem more jagged than normal.
I’ve been told, I’ve been told, I’ve been told that I have been grinding them like gears during my dream hours...
I wonder if it’s just my thoughts fusing into one frequent dream...
One which parts with the night, the night.
I saw them dragging the other day, other day.
Scraping their knees...
Seems the high horse is taking them all home...
I can’t leave myself out.
Seems the high horse is taking them all home...
I can’t leave myself out, self out.
Why should we sleep today...
Why should we awake tomorrow?
We can just pop back a few and drift through this pre-programmed flight.
We can just pop back a few and drift through this pre-programmed flight.
Across all oceans... a windy, noisy trek...
Across all oceans... a windy, noisy trek...
This seems to be what I’ve needed.
Across all oceans... a windy, noisy trek...
Across all oceans...a windy, noisy trek...
The view used to be better...lands are growing into one.
We wanted it this way.
We were brought up to grow into one.
We were brought up to grow into one.
I’m going to fly up soon and seek other lands.
The soothing air of flight...
A bird’s eye view into what I’ve always imagined life could be.
Will it be sought after?
It might just be useless writing and ideas that laziness will corrupt in the end.
Bones of dust need hardening.
I think the prescription.
I think the prescription is found.
Sleep on...
Sleep on... fly on.
In your mind, you can fly.
Sleep on...
Sleep on... fly on.
In your mind, you can fly.
Sleep on...
Sleep on... fly on.
In your mind, you can fly.
Sleep on...
Sleep on...fly on.
In your mind, you can fly.
My teeth grin oddly today...
They seem to gleam more than normal.
Maybe it will be noticed.
Walking dead.
Walking dead.
