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NO REST PART III

I speak into the dream
I wait to hear its end
Will what I learn reveal
The meaning here
Or disappear

I'm still looking
For a place
To rest my head

I will try
To find peace
You can hear

Silent speech
Mouths that move
Without sound
Without thought
Without hope
Without love

What is said
What is done
What is heard
What is wrong
What is left
And yet I
...Still try
To find peace
You can hear

Ultimate Backward




Rhapsody




AIM TO PLEASE

Hope has fallen through a crack in the floor
Can't reach her
Contemplating what she's saying
But will I ever know

She's overshadowed by the things I have thought
And said here
Could there be a way through all of this grey
Where to begin?

Each step I'm taking I feel like I'm breaking the rule
Patiently waiting, Hope always believes I'll get through

My Hope in darkness hidden
Her truth is not forbidden
Forgotten bedtime story
Of powers and the glory

Underneath this space
I can almost reach her now

Will you answer, will you accept this aim to please you
Hope is standing by my side once again
There's no doubt anymore




CONVERSING WITH THE DEAD

Conversing with the dead
Conversing with the dead
I want to talk to the living
But I'm conversing with the dead

They're still breathing
their lips are moving
They're not blind , but they don't see
They're not dead, but they don't hear me

Hello, how are you?
Hello, how are you?

This doesn't look like a seance
They don't look like zombies
I didn't think this was a cemetery
I didn't read about our funeral
I knew this was the basement
They didn't say it was the morgue
I want to talk to the living
But I'm conversing with the dead...

As we are playing, the music's changing
Are you still listening, can you still hear?
Here we are praying = what are we saying?
Are you still listening = are you still here?

I hear you breathing, your lips are moving
Hmm...perfectly clear
They think they're living, I think they're dying
What are they doing; why are they here?

As we are playing, the music's changing
Are you still listening, can you still hear?
Here we are praying, what are we saying?...

The paper's full of obituaries
The room's full of caskets
They're all waiting for the pallbearers
But nobody's left...

Conversing with the dead
Conversing with the dead
I want to talk to the living
Where are you?
Is there anyone alive?
I just want to talk to someone
who's still breathing

Someone who's still conscious
Is there anybody there?

...Never mind
It wasn't important anyway...



INTERFERENCE

There's a phantom in the air
There's a shape that it takes
What it is I hope to share

Something here is in the way
AND THE NOISE WON'T CHANGE
It's effect will come and go
Seems too normal to be strange

What I see is out of phase
What I know has drifted off
Have to tune a different way

There's some something in the air
There's a shape that it takes
What it is I hope to share...

Tuning out
Drifting off

Still I listen in
Can you hear -
Hello how are you?

Lines gone dead
Is that who I'm talking to?
Tuning out
Drifting off

So the fix is in the wave
I am trying to see it through
It will not depend on chance
It depends on what I do...




 
 

MOTION SICKNESS

To have
To hold
To desire more...

Living
Are you living just for yourself?
Supposing
Are you posing for somebody else?

Action
Or reaction, where do they come from?
On a mission
Of omission before you've begun...

We see
We feel
We move on...




 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

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