Yatahaze

Climbing, building me up, tearing me down. Lifted back up we are climbing. All of this time. Drifting right back to the ground. . Building me up, tearing me down.

Whoa Is Me

The only things surrounding you now. Are the circular memories that infect your conscience. They are the make up of your worries, regrets and doubts. Collective portrayal of your person radiates confidence.

Triangle

We're born into silence and let it all be. Lift your anchor and just float astray. Born into silence and let it all be. Fortune in silence. . Watch it explode.

Sorry But It's Over

Distorted and complicated. I'm sorry but it's over. Essential to awaken. How moving. Here we are. That's what it's all about. I'm sorry but it's over.

Scissor Lock

I think I'm awake, rolling on my blanket. I am sinking into the bed, light around me. Beautiful washes of pulsating color. Buzzing white noise, it sounds like one hundred bees.

Sanzen

I can't even concentrate on this. It's over thought, anticipated. The pen ink is running dry. It's been thrown to paper and wasted. Creativity has been blocked and over tasted.

Same Ol' Road

Here we go down that same old road again. Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds all the beauty within. Here we go down that same old road again. A memory, a regret, a hope.

Same Lo' Road

Here we go down that same ol' road again. Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds all the beauty within. Here we go down that same ol' road again. . A memory, a regret, a hope.

Penguins In The Desert

So you say. So you said it right. So you say. So you said it right. . Waiting below. The sun's getting brighter. Downstairs, I dwell. . So you say. So you said it right.

Of The Room

White cloth, black napkins, wood chairs, surround me. Wood tables, foggy signs, in front with no lies. . Night falls beneath candle light. . Cast shadows, incense fragrance.

Movement Iv: Rr

Lechium

Yes, take time to realize what you have. Yes, I did but suspended and now I hang. Beneath the ground that we have made. For all of us to walk on. . See me now.

It Only Took A Day

Think we know, oblivious though. Unified clones sit like stones. Upon thrones of fools gold. Looking bold but all alone. . Restore our needed shelter.

Eighteen People Living In Harmony

The opera is over, singers have all gone home,. Seats are empty, the kitchen is closed,. . The sidewalks are sprayed down,. The blinds are pulled down, foundations unstable,.

Convalescent

This lonely old man at heart, resting gray hairs. On wrinkled arms with nothing but. A stool to hold up his back. . Skinny legs with Japanese mileage.

Canyon Behind Her

[Foreign Content]. . Does anybody feel this way, does anybody feel like I do?. Does anybody feel this way, does anybody feel like I do?. . I built a wall, it's stretched one thousand miles, set it off.

Brushstroke: Walk In The Park

Instrumental.. No lyrics..

Brushstroke: New Heart Shadow

Brushstroke: (reprise)

Whoa Is Me

Whoa is me. Im so whoa. See me decked out from my head to my toe. Whoa is me. Im so whoa. Everywhere I go Im a one man show. . I feel like a Hollywood star.