music box

Lyrics:

If the trees are alive 
Then I guess I am too 
Feel the need to survive 
Looking for things to do 
Just to prove that I’m here and I was when I’m gone 
If the trees are alive then I wanna be one

If my soul is a fire 
My body’s a forest
The music is water
The void is a chorus
I hear when it calls me from under the blue
If my soul is a fire I wanna be cool 
All the trees are alive and I wish I were too

All my idols are just 
Two dimensional things
In my head on the wall 
in the light of my screen
And it’s lonely I know but I’m seeing it through
Oh my idol you’re dead and I want to be you

Oh I’m gonna get there someday
I can feel it the horizon drawing near
I wanna live to be
Taller than a sycamore
Burning brighter than a meteor
Dying like a distant star

Oh my love is a ghost and I guess I am too
Dreaming up visions of light breaking through
How it builds and it swells and the climax is you
I will live I will die I will make something new
I will live I will die I will put it to use

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The Trees Are Alive

future love of mine

There's a lot going on in this song to be honest. Some of it's about my fear of the future and how I have no idea what it holds or what I even want it to hold. It's also about us as humans and how we hold ourselves to such a high standard of being the most "advanced" and "intelligent" species but I don't think any of us really know what we're doing in the grand scheme of things, and in some ways, finding comfort in that.

big brains demo

I have done it all before, and so have you.
Guess we’ll do it once again, that’s what we do.
Punch the clock, you’re being watched, get with the plan.
Even though you’ve done it once, do it again.
Gotta keep a schedule, gotta make a plan.
Gotta keep it steady, then do it again.
Meet the quota, meet the boss, meet the demand.
Hey, let’s meet for drinks, then do it all again.
Day after day, it’s the same old story, day after day you toe the line.

Day after day you seek your path to glory, everyone thinks they’re fine.
Day after day it’s the same old story. Day after day since who knows when.
Day after day, you know it’s mandatory, then you do it again.
It’s a vicious cycle, it’s a strict routine.
It’s the same thing every day, no in-between.
It’s the same old grind, it’s wash and then repeat.
Never seem to finish, never quite complete.
Day after day you seek your path to glory, everyone thinks they’re fine.
Day after day it’s the same old story. Day after day since who knows when.
Day after day, you know it’s mandatory, then you do it again.

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