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Choose, please make your choice today,
Pray for a day, when light will come,
Will come your way, through the stagnant dark.
Choose, please choose your life today,
Is there a way, abandon this,
Grey dismal day, end the putrid dark.
Choose, please choose your fate today,
To ship away, to disappear,
Slowly decay, lose the memory.
Choose, please make your choice today,
It's cast aside, it's cracking through,
Through the seething cold, empty grains of sand.
(Make your choice, make it now)
Little mistakes will be my downfall,
Little fears will be my undoing,
The best of intentions rot slowly away,
Stand naked revealing an internal decay,
The conscious side glances that eclipse my eyes,
Stay staring broadcasting a time I despise,
Waiting is something that age can't afford,
Cracks start to appear and stick out like a broken chord.
(Empty circles, grains of sand)
Off-centre circles will be my downfall,
No excuse will be my undoing,
The best expectations swirl down the drain,
Leaving a null void, a bruiseless sprain,
The logging of high points cower in the low,
A shed like dissection against buildings that grow,
Nostalgia is something that I can't afford,
Distortion appears and offends like a broken chord.
(Empty circles, grains of sand)
(Empty circles, grains of sand)
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When Light Will Come
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The Cracks Appear
04:36
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Walk in circles, pace this ground
Crack the floor, what I've found
Frightened faces, truth or lie?
Spines presented, should I try?
Treading softly through solid air
Glimpse of guidance but nothing is there
Knowing smiles, face of stone
Elbowed ribs bite to the bone.
Remember the days spent in astronaut suits
Laying about chewing slate off thatched roofs
Sucking sugar and cocoa beans
And never sure of what it all means
Remember the weeks blinking bloodshot eyes
Clawing the walls waiting for sand to rise
The hour glass cracking behind the scenes
And still not certain of what it all means.
Seething freezing, voices in mind
Exposing metal, rust I find
Whispered notions, a door ajar
Grains fall down, gone too far.
Moving silent, tombs and stone
Discarded memories that I have known
A token gesture, a trip a fall
Broken feelings, nothing at all.
Remember the days spent in astronaut suits
Laying about chewing slate off thatched roofs
Sucking sugar and cocoa beans
And never sure of what it all means
Remember the weeks blinking bloodshot eyes
Clawing the walls waiting for sand to rise
The hour glass cracking behind the scenes
And still not certain of what it all means.
Remember the months catching bottles of rain
Cracking our backs and feeling the flames
Jumping off walls, avoid the incoming tide
Wondering when it would all subside
Remember the years going slowly insane
Clocks ticking backwards but the memory remains
The empty circles where once you tried
Always certain it would all subside.
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Dominic Sanderson Wakefield, UK
23 year old Progressive Rock artist influenced by the likes of Steven Wilson, Marillion, King Crimson and Pink Floyd. 'Impermanence' out now!
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