1. ANATOMY OF A DREAM

Gently I enter a void
A parallel world of uncovered soil
Emerging shapes and sounds
Far beyond our reality bound
Of flesh and crude matter
I become numb and heavier

Strained stomach butterflies
Chased by lunar beams
Through my rooms window frame
An empty stage appears
Front row seat spectators
Anticipated actors
Feverish but silenced
And King Morpheus all draped in night
Pours out his bag of sand…

Twisted laws of physics
Nothing is what it seems
Thoughts barren of logic
Are the fabrics of dreams?

Close my eyes and let the flow
Merge my head to the pillow

The stage black curtain folds
Opening an imaginary eye
That bends or magnify
Thoughts trapped inside
Mixed with a little nonsense
To foil reasons walls and fences

Your brain is an open field
See what the future reveals
Projecting borrowed ideas
Your body is taking on a new role
Following orders out of your control

Frightening forces of the psychic
Inside all human beings
Thoughts barren of logic
Are the fabrics of dreams?


2. SPARKS AND BENIGN MAGIC

Instrumental


3. SELF MADE MAN

Answers to your questions
Changing your perceptions
Waive all your passions
Drive forward ambitions

Reality is making believe!
Teacher’s words on the black chalkboard
Screeching out loud their score
Schoolboys are dreaming bored
Nodding heads to learned theories
They can’t even recall

Schoolyards grunts and beauty queens
Kept busy learning their routines
Guided by invisible strings
Pursuing a mock-up of their dreams
Playing the game they know…

Unfolded illusions
Put some facts in your fictions

Suffering from an apparent lack of ambition
Mutterings of inner sub-conscious voices
Their life sciences, another fine inhibition!

I feel closer to myself
When apart from the crowd
Looking from a distance…
Taking note of similarities
But many more differences

Mind alloyed in a heart estranged
Dissidence leads to different fates
Strong intuitions you cannot fake
Out of line, unruly and sane!


4.GENTLE LANDSLIDE

Children learn to acquire adult defences
Ideals change by degrees to loose their essence

Follow the dots to a paranoid heaven…


5. 24

Weekend dreams are dead for fools
Bleeding ulcers of Sunday blues
Lukewarm desires and afraid to choose
Benign magic lost in rules…
Miles away from childhood dreams

Yield again for another week
Programmed ideals!
Startling sparks are gone astray…
Miles away from childhood dreams

Technology will not save us
Or fulfill its promises of leisure
Machines are feeding themselves
Enforcing constant change on humans
Because modern life takes no failure
And good money talks for your pleasures
Keeping mortals at cable distance
Divide and control!

Bound by society’s modern life
Slaves of a pointless taste for style

Fast meals, bargains, exclusive by-products
Cheap deals, gadgets, projecting latest pictures
New portable gimmicks, keeping us connected
Continuous coverage of news TV channels!
Walking alone surrounded by devices
The heart of Man is surely estranged by
These lies…
These lies…

Musing the dawn of a bold revolution!

Profitable efficiency is not a crime
But additional charges apply…
Round the clock my eyes are opened wide
Additional charges apply…

Musing the dawn of a bold revolution!


6. FRAIL PURPOSE

Stupid games with punched cards in my hands…
Guessing against clockworks and loosing time…

Can I truly decide when desires are monitored?
Do I feel emotions when they are triggered?

How can I explain when used to be given answers?
How can I see the purpose and follow orders?
How can I give you love when so self-centered?
How did we go so far without knowing each other?


7. SUNBURNT

Hands tied by the clock
Can’t seem to stop
Turning around and round again
Running blind without direction
A momentary breathe at your side
Taking time to feel the tide
Kindness wrapped in awkward passion

A short distance to walk with you
To aspired auspicious heights
Small remedy to my liability
For the farewells to come

Recurrent daydreams
Of this life I take for granted
Sunburnt by this happiness
I cannot appreciate

A short moment to ease my mind
And unravel things one at a time
Overrun by figures of a timetable
A weary smile to clear my conscience

Everyday promises a new cure
For this sporadic and unworldly nature
Living away on words not deeds
Running for the scattered pieces

Everyday another reason
Summoned by my demons

A moment to recall this face
Man of a peculiar race
You never knew when to turn
Or what is stranded in return


8. ONE VOICE

IBrown suits are pushing onward
Newfangled sounds of the day
With a blind faith in market charts
And graphics to map out the way

“We’ll take no risk with a survey”
(Or with the right amount of money)
Make the masses dance and sing
And even love this brand new thing

Corrupted evolution
Corporate solution

There’s something for everybody
Even the whole family can enjoy
You are targeted by age groups
And by waves of publicity troops

“Justify the trust we’ve given you!”
(By producing nothing new)
Sketches of the next melodrama
Built upon the same formula


9. POLAROID VENDETTA

Let others take your hand
And they will think for you
Unlearn unknown unsound
Leave out differences in you
More of the same again!
Can do no wrong to you

Curiously drafted
For lack of content
Remodelled by-products
Obsessed by the present
A light wind of opportunity
A quarter hour celebrity
Nicely wrapped but empty
Bundled in packs of three

Promoters camouflaged as critics
Singers are showed the moves they’ll mimic
Teenagers breeding split-second hits
New body parts revealed for each clip

Marketing teams are writing lyrics
For a song that will pull out green bills
Instruments of a corporate wish
Musicians qualified unfit

Marionettes wanted!


10. ALIEN SPHERES

Not that borrowed smile that half the world glows
Or that hollow face the other half shows
I must be dreaming
Or just want to be myself in another sphere.

Not that cloned life that half the world lives
Or that trendy style the other half shows
I'd rather be for real
And make choices for myself in another sphere.

A stranger's aura has made its way in
Do aliens wear human clothes?

Somebody's knocking on the attic's ceiling
Pleads left unanswered never allowed to come in.
Unusual encounters in a murky shelter.

Life ideals are easily washed away
When you're surrounded by
Sheepish way solution - Sappy way solution
Cannot share this social credo
Can't breathe in this gilded cage
Flimsy way solution - Easy way solution

Caught in their own cells
Cannot think for themselves

Not that precious time that half the world blows
Or that silly sound the other half crows
This is so surreal
Or just want to be dreaming in another sphere.


11. OMNIPRESENT UMBRA

Relaxing Area
Restricted sector
Chain reaction leads
To strange behaviours

Muddled minds, they seem appropriate
In these mild-mannered circumstances
Sensory response resurfaced
From secluded space

Human beings are sometime slaved
By what they're fighting to escape
Buried behaviours increase tenfold
Once unearthed and waken

To grab and hold your attention
I took the downward direction
Caught off guard by indecision
I’ve sunk beneath my normal condition

To grab and hold your attention
And share this creative passion
My hands asking direction
When I've sunk beneath my normal condition

Untamed cell leads you through
Some mind season change
And you cannot seem to decide
Which color you'll perform

Untamed cell leads you through
The shimmers and the weight
As candles pile up on my cake
Shinning on the obvious I must face

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