With the untameable harp of dream arrested in your palm,
You deny the dormant deity’s call for slumberous calm.
But it’s there the world awakens in unburdened wonder,
Where lover and beloved are nameless without number.
Reality blasphemes the future and smokes like it’s the law;
Reverie conjures places and faces you’ve never seen before.
I know which one I’d choose if the choice were mine to make;
I’d rejoice in the music of your voice and I would never wake.
We’re all cracked: crucifix of time, hanging round my neck,
I’m born to live and die in this fusion of heavenly heck.
We play chess with every breath but the odds are stacked,
For all consciousness will meet death or siesta's abstract.
Reality is advisable and definable: you’re there or you’re not;
Reverie is sizeable and excitable: you forget that you forgot.
I know which one I’d choose if the choice were mine to make
I’d rejoice in the music of your voice and I would never wake.
Louise, fathomless heart, pirouetting like a children’s globe,
We live because there’s time to kill or for the thrill of the strobe.
Either we’re shambling without style down the shopping aisle;
Or we’re flying through the world as our being utters a smile.
Reality is no joke and there’s no cart blanche: each day is as it is;
Reveries…colours evoke avalanche of phantasmagoria aura bliss.
I know which one I’d choose if the choice were mine to make;
I’d rejoice in the music of your voice and I would never wake
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023