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    "Teeming Megalopolis"genre: Progressive Electronica
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    There are several levels to this musically and lyrically complicated song. First and foremost, it is a sort of large-scale comment on modern urban life done in an unusual sort of way. The very quick mood shifts and rhythmic changes, along with constant lyrical viewpoint changes, are a reflection of the fast-paced confusion of everyday life in a big city. It's all the elements of a city, from its politics to its commercialism to its alienated dreamers, condensed to under five minutes. But on other levels, there are some comments on humanity in general -- our tendency to repeat anything that flashes brightly enough, our blind faith in leaders, our loneliness even when surrounded by a sea of others.

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    Deep in the city, a man looks to the stars,
    But sees only blackened human waste.
    The teeming megalopolis grows outward every day,
    Consuming everything in its path.

    Skyscrapers reaching impossibly high
    Poison the clouds as they pass through the sky.
    He just looks on, for he's used to it all,
    But he's dreaming.
    Dreaming.

    And the man who runs it all
    From his seat in city hall
    Cannot see he's running out of time, time, time.
    And the flock who put him there,
    Thinking he was good and fair,
    Did not know that he was really slime, slime, slime.

    All the worker ants
    Shuffle off to work now.

    I tried to get off one stop back,
    But the train was just too packed.
    I'm going to miss a big appointment
    If I don't get myself on track.

    The sidewalks are lined
    With forty-foot signs,
    Blinking and rotating and reflecting in our eyes.
    It's hard to stay focused
    When the world all around
    Is littered with light and smoke and sound.

    Millions of people cross paths every day,
    Exchanging glances and turning away,
    Trying to find out the point of it all.
    What's the meaning?
    Meaning?

    How can we do this day in and day out
    Without ever questioning what it's about,
    Mindlessly pulled by our leashes and chains?
    Are we dreaming?


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