LYRICS

1. It's A Movement

Fuck yeah, it's a movement
You can feel it
Bubonic, tectonic

On the ground, too
Hard to deny it
Can you feel it in the motion?

You can feel the first wave
Feel the undertow, yeah.
Feel the second wave
Can't stop, you can't stop, can't stop

Fuck yeah, it's a movement
Can you feel it in the motion?
It's a movement
In the petrie dish that we're swimming in, huh!
Fuck yeah, it's a movement
Tectonic, bubonic
Ah, ha ha ha!
Oh jump in, now!

You trained for this
The HUD is glowing
You prepared for this
There's no unknowing
Backwards down a one way path
No flashing signs
You do the math, huh!
It's a movement

Tectonic, bubonic, tectonic, bubonic
You can't stop it
You can feel it
Don't slow down
Can't slow down
Don't slow down
Can't, can't, can't
The stall indicator might be lying
What should I trust now?
Can I trust my eyes now?

As my horizons sink, that's all
As I go for escape velocity,
It's real

Pushing against the freefall of
This whole damn weight
Live it up
Fuck yeah, it's a movement
You can feel it in the soundtrack
It's in the music
Do you feel it in the pulse of the movement?
From my petrie dish to your skin
The strain is pure, the strain is pure, the strain is pure!

Fuck yeah, it's a movement
Can you feel it in the street now?
Building, building, building!

7.0, 7.0, 7.0, 7.0, 7.0, 7.0, 7.0, 7.0 ...

You can feel it
It's a movement



2. Spiraling

You created what you fear
Spiraling
Watch it dawning, drawing near
Inevitablilty

From your thoughts
Your world is born
Your paranoid delusions
They're all coming true
Cuz now they're really after you

Reaping, sowing
Too late for unknowing
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down

Put the lampshade over your head
Put the lampshade over your head
Pull the string
To everything

Chasing away what you hold dear
Spiraling
Watch it receding on the horizon

From your thoughts, the world is formed
Paranoid delusions
They're all coming true, now
They're realy after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you
Really after you

Put that line in the sand
But you're drowning
It won't stop what is happening
Won't stop
What's happening
Oh, yeah

That's a landslide
Awfully big and over your left shoulder
Take me with a grain of salt
Take me with something
Salty and ionic
Salty and atomic

Can't stop
What's happening outside
Outside

Landslide
It's awfully big, yeah?
Going over your shoulder
It won't surely be long
Your luck is gone
Luck is gone
Luck is gone
Luck is gone



3. It's Only a Dream

It's only a dream
Remind yourself that
Things aren't what they seem
It's just in your thoughts, you had a doubt.
How?

Slow pan
It's a smoke-filled room
A voice calls out

God is humble, he's not weak



4. Dallas, Destiny

Outside
Distracted
Old players are not distracted

Grey skull
Still don't hold me down
Dallas unknowns
You know I know ...

With your fake hair, dawg
It's all so clear
The end of the ride
So fittingly near

Dallas, destiny
It's fallen
They paid you, but you paid, too

Oh, Dallas
You're so distracted
Your fears aren't impacted

Oh I've figured out a few things in my time around the sun
Like not to catch a falling knife
And when to run
Ah you've long since faded
So synchopated
Oh, lost in Dallas
Spring was yesterday

Tidy things up on the deck of the Titanic
Played accross a photo
Level two

Falling under
That old storm
Falling to pieces
Oh! Dallas

So distrtacted
Black sands
It's overdue
A long time
Overdue

With your fake hair, dawg
It's all so clear
The end of the ride
So fittingly near

Wanna catch the falling knife?
Know when to run, when to fight!

It starts to fade
Gaussian blur
It ain't that far to the grave



5. I Need You

I need you
To do more than just hang on
I need you to climb
You gotta want it more

What am I feeling?
What is this bleeding?
What we do matters
The easy way is the way paved with shit
With shit
With shit
With shit
With shit

I don't mind
Holding you
Yes, someone above me is holding me too
We all got to climb
We've all got one chance here
I won't mind holding you, but you gotta want it more
You gotta want it more
You gotta want it more

I need you
But am I killing you?
Or, is it that you're killing me, too?
I'll hold the rope down
I need you to climb
I'll hold the rope down ...

Nobody will do it for you
Every step leads to a higher view
A higher view

You can't escape, it's a falling knife
Spinning around

The way is long
There's no denying that
But if you hang on
The worst is behind us
The worst is behind us
Worst is behind us
The worst



6. The Last Time

Told a couple too many lies
Found myself deep in another maze
Of my own creation and device

Won't someone save me from myself?
Won't someone save me, save me?

I told myself this is the last time
I told myself just one more time

Run through the red light
Gotta get back, gotta back home

Told myself
9 o'clock, I'll stop, for sure
Told myself
10 o'clock ...
11 o'clock ...

I don't need to make that meeting
I can call in sick
There's not really a meeting, if I'm sick

Told myself
Told myself

Found myself deep in another maze
Of my own creation
And device

This is the last time
I said that the last time

All this talk
Time surrounds me
Time deserts you

We left behind the imitators
With their construction paper round scissors
And here we are
Doing



7. Archeologists of the Future

I forgot myself
A thousand times a day

I've fallen into the mirror
Even nearer and further

I try to pinch myself
But it's not enough
Feel the sleep hold me down

Feel the crush
Of the velvet crown
Feel the face
Of my screen washed crown

Sleepwalking
Mindlessly talking
Nervous smile

Blindly walking
But the walrus has got me

Try to pinch mysef but it's not enough
Feel the sleep hold me down
Feel the crush of the velvet crown
Clock slows down
Time slows down
This is a test
Woke up silently

Forgot myself
A thousand times today

I looked through the mirror
Even clearer and further away

Every doorway
Every bell ring reminds me
I forgot myself
I forgot myself again
A third time
I look down the way
You go right and I go left
Oh and when we're not on the same way
We aren't blocking
Sleepwalking
Mindless talking
How very far

Mark my time
It's up on the nerve
It's down to hours year
Of the lives
Through the efforts of millenia

Archeologists of the future:
We're not just fossil feul for you
Archeologists of the future ...

Who am I
Silently
Waking up

Back to sleep
For a thousand years, at least
Back to sleep
Feel it creep
Back to sleep
Feel it creep
It comes from
From the ground up

Forgot myself
For a thousand times today