Mirror of Madness is a vivid, psychedelic exploration of self-deception, societal hypocrisy, and the distorted nature of truth. Its meaning can be unpacked through its lyrical content, musical structure, and thematic imagery, which together create a layered commentary on human perception and identity.

Mirror of Madness

Out of Knowhere
The Crushing Self-Produced Debut Album by IO
From The Mind Of The One-Man Metal Machine

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Out of Knowhere

I.F.D

If I were hanged on the highest hill
Sweet little girl, O my little girl
I know whose love would follow me still
My little girl, O lost little girl

My body's old 
But my soul has no age
My spirit's cold
But my mind is right stage
Spirit in cage

If I were drowned in the deepest sea
Sweet little girl, O my little girl
I know whose tears would come down to me,
Sweet little girl, O lost in a whirl  

My body's old 
But my soul has no age
My spirit's cold
But my mind is right stage

Once there was a way 
To get back homeward 
With you my love
Once there was a way 
We went back home 
But it's all over

If I were damned of body and soul
Sweet little girl, O my little girl
I know whose prayers would make me whole
My little girl, O lost little girl

My body's old 
But my soul has no age
My spirit's cold
But my mind is right stage
Spirit in Cage

Lost Little Girl

Take me across the Hudson River,
I want to go to my grandma's old home.
I'll be there with my brothers and sisters,
Going back to a place that I've known.

Take me back, mama, take me back,
Gotta believe we can get on the right track.
Take me home, mama, take me home,
I want to believe we're not in it alone.

I want to taste White Manna from heaven,
I want to ride the 167 Express;
I want to believe like I did then,
Want to the world to weigh a little less.

Take me back, mama, take me back,
Gotta believe we can get on the right track.
Take me home, mama, take me home,
I want to believe we're not in it alone.
Not in it alone, no, no.
Not in it alone, na na na na.

Take me across the Hudson River,
I want to go to my grandma's old home.
I'll be there with my brothers and sisters,
Going back to a place that I've known.

Take me back, mama, take me back,
Gotta believe we can get on the right track.
Take me home, mama, take me home,
I want to believe we're not in it alone.
Not in it alone, no, no.
Not in it alone, na na na na.

Hudson River

This track is basically just a series of arpeggios on my guitar, each 2 bars long and played twice in a row before going to the next note.  The corresponding chord is also played on the keyboard and bass in arpeggio style.  The key is in a loose A Major (maybe?)for most of the song, switching to F# Major midway through (perhaps?).

To help this transition, the arpeggio right before F# is C#7 (or Db7 in the key of F# Major.)  This is the dominant chord in F# Major and I think it helps, but the key change itself isn't real noticeable, it actually seems to happen during the Db7 starting at 1:07 (makes sense I guess, as Db7 definitely isn't in A Major, but is dominant in F# Major.)  The arpeggios in this first "A Major" section are A - D(Dsus4) - A - D(Dsus4) - B7 - E - C#m - E - Db7.  The Db7 is supposed to set us up to handle F# a little easier, but according to playing A and F# on my keyboard, the key shifts during the Db7.  The new series of arpeggios in "F# Major" begins F# - Cb - Db - Ebm - F# - Cb - Db - E7, the E7 setting us up to slip back into A Major, which is then just A - D(Dsus4) several more times.

Interesting enough, as before, the key changes back to A during the E7 arpeggio starting at 2:05 (as E7 is dominant in A Major.)  If you have a keyboard, play the F# and the A during each transition.  The shift seems to happen before the "tonic arpeggio" is played, but instead during the dominant chords that lead to the new tonic.  Kind of cool!!

Wavering

She is a Symbol

she is a symbol, in her mythology, she sees everything and everyone as she chooses them to be
and though I might try to rearrange her life, she constantly, consistently, refuse to take advice

she is the patient, of her pathologies, drowning in the images of what she wants to be
and though I might try, to regulate her life, she patiently, persistently, insists that she is right

I remember drama, I remember lots of pain, testing each other, with our neurotic games
and though there were times, I feel I was abused, I’d let go of that sorrow for her smile

and so I sit here, reflecting on the past, all those years of planning, and still nothing that lasts
watch expectations, still grovel in my mind, holding on to futures, that should be circumcised

I remember drama, I remember nothing sane, testing each other, with our neurotic games
and though there were times, I feel I was abused, I’d let go of that sorrow for her smile

She is a Symbol

Everyday with You

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WTF

Culver Jones