Difference between revisions of "Heat Death"
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Still night: the phone glows three o'clock<br /> | Still night: the phone glows three o'clock<br /> | ||
The fog descends upon the town<br /> | The fog descends upon the town<br /> | ||
| − | The farthest one can see not past | + | The farthest one can see not past a block<br /> |
The stars are hid, the gaze driven down | The stars are hid, the gaze driven down | ||
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Assembling worlds with building bricks:<br /> | Assembling worlds with building bricks:<br /> | ||
Isolated and in schism<br /> | Isolated and in schism<br /> | ||
| − | In the abysm of the mist | + | In the abysm of the mist |
===Chorus=== | ===Chorus=== | ||
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With heads bowed down to trace our steps<br /> | With heads bowed down to trace our steps<br /> | ||
Count cracks, avoid the crevices<br /> | Count cracks, avoid the crevices<br /> | ||
| − | We never lift our | + | We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze<br /> |
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Eking out our feeble lives<br /> | Eking out our feeble lives<br /> | ||
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===Verse 3=== | ===Verse 3=== | ||
| − | The everpresent cloud of smoke<br /> | + | The everpresent cloud of smoke, the mist<br /> |
Which rises from the coals, thrice-blest<br /> | Which rises from the coals, thrice-blest<br /> | ||
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering effluence of light<br /> | Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering effluence of light<br /> | ||
Revision as of 05:55, 25 August 2014
Verse 1
Still night: the phone glows three o'clock
The fog descends upon the town
The farthest one can see not past a block
The stars are hid, the gaze driven down
The neighbours' faces all eclipsed
Amidst the fog, one cannot glimpse
The girl immersed in books, the man
Asleep, the child with starfish hands
Curled in stout, determined fists
Assembling worlds with building bricks:
Isolated and in schism
In the abysm of the mist
Chorus
Between the heat and cold there is the fog
And human warmth is spread increasing thin
Separation, slow dispersion
Of tiny points of light
Soon achieving cold inertion
They can't contend against entropic end
Verse 2
With heads bowed down to trace our steps
Count cracks, avoid the crevices
We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze
Of the cloud of silent witnesses
Eking out our feeble lives
Tired roles we endlessly reprise
Never seeing face to face
In one fell stroke we are erased
Bridge
A word came to me in a roundabout way
So I'm calling on that ancient Muse
And as I stand before you now
I see your faces unconfused
Feeling like a voice in the wilderness
I'm just as alone as all the rest
Behold the book I must impart
The scroll inscribed upon my broken heart
Between the heat and cold there is the fog
Sparks are flying upward on the wind
Verse 3
The everpresent cloud of smoke, the mist
Which rises from the coals, thrice-blest
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering effluence of light
Stand aright!
The Lord possessed me at the first
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth
Remember, Man, that dust thou art
A dying ember on the hearth
Chorus 2
Between the heat and cold there is the fog
We lose our heat without the flame within
Separation, slow dispersion
Of tiny points of light
Unfit bear the cast aspersions
And face the end - Wisdom! Let us attend.
