Lyrics
The Corpse Pose
This song is so familiar,
where have I heard it before?
Played high above the hillside;
floating over the shoreline?
Filling my five reflections
it seems now, more than ever,
imaginary. (Imagination is home.)
Senses small breathing hollow
things begin to come together.
Outside the painted sometime,
joining action with reflection.
Binding fast explanations,
rigid order so chaotic.
Sharp speech seems to deliver
valid and true conclusions,
but where among the jargon
resides a solid basis?
Beneath the stagnant formal
lies truth, grounded within the imaginary.
(Imagination is the gateway to a new realm—
a place where time means nothing.)
Contradiction solved.
Dissonance resolved.
Senses small breathing hollow
things begin to come together.
Outside the painted sometime,
joining action with reflection.
Binding fast explanations,
rigid order so chaotic.
Found throughout this hasty life are
glimpses of hidden secrets we have always known—
Fear, chase, never elude the all-watchful i.
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