Lyrics

This road will never end.

light is only ever round  

the bend.

I’ve no direction,

all the ways I knew are dead.   

Now I chase the trails of taillights  

All I see 

is red.
 
And still I wait in line

On the road to Paradise.


Breakfast, in a paper cup.

In my coffee, floating poolside 

cigarettes butts. 

Another go at inner peace.
 
But I can’t hear my self help tapes

over the grinding of 

my teeth


Only a few more miles to paradise.


I’ve only thoughts of feeling.

Behind this sheet of glass, 

I’m asleep 

I call it dreaming.

I don’t remember 

How to stop.

This race with you.

My holding on.

The ticking of the clock.

Burnt out

but making time 

But I’m close

So close

To paradise

A few more miles to paradise

A Few More Miles To Paradise (demo)

A flower unfolds inside of me.

A laboratory love, synaptic alchemy.

A secret door to the beyond. 

Up to a place 

where palm tree dances 

Have revealed the gods

See a heaven breaking forth from the rain

Under a shower of holy water 

Baptised again. 



Unbound

Release

Evaporating out of

calloused hands

Escape divine

An iron grip

Off of my shoulders 

As the pressure shifts

Like dust 

from dunes of sand.


Through my heart of clouds

A opening is carved 

With swords of light

For me to breathe


Fathomless sights crash

At the edges of my mind

Dissolving walls 

so I can see



Oh I can feel the chains of gravity. 

Hide me, oh lord, again inside that warm reality.

In the light I see the flowers 

inside of me were nought but weeds. 

Please god just one more key to set my spirit free.


A flower unfolds inside of me.

burnout (demo)

When you’re feeling less than you would care to mention

When you’re growing old and feel like you’re past the point of some redemption.

When you are lonely and starved of attention. 


Don’t give up hope 
Look for our sign! 
We sell a happiness
that you can’t seem to find in life. 

Yes! 

You can buy your peace of mind.

In store

Or even online.

Into the arms 
of perfect people

Through a window
lies a weightless world

This is an 
invitation to completion

Welcome home  
Beloved customer.


Having thoughts 
of higher purpose? 

Send these problems back

Under the surface. 

For voices

Voices can be silenced with a purchase. 
 
It’s like a church 
that works

WITHOUT THE KNEELING

Come to the front. 
let me see these faults 
that need concealing. 
 
RELAX. 

Let me wrap you 
in a Christmas feeling. 

INTO THE ARMS OF PERFECT PEOPLE IN A WINDOW TO A WEIGHTLESS WORLD 

THIS!

THIS!

THIS! IS YOUR INVITATION TO COMPLETION. 

WELCOME HOME 

BELOVED CUSTOMER.

Beloved Customer (demo)

A remix of the song "Margin" from the album Hymnal (krank178).
Produced & arranged by Zachary Gray of Montréal, Quebec, Canada in 2013.

http://thisiszacharygray.com

Accompanying photo by me, taken with PX680 color shade film in West Sussex, England, August 2012.

burnout (demo)

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