Strange Land - Catharsis VII - Brainchild Тексты

Elusive spark
Unknown to most
Once generated
Tortures the host
Creative impulse
Won't be contained
Means of expression
Can't be restrained

There in my head
A labored birth
There is a need for words

A fledgling thought
Fading to gray
Older extremities
Rust and decay
The urgency
To concentrate
Surely the muses will
No longer wait

A vain attempt
Try to define
Inspiration divine

100 of these useless words
All I've said ignored or unheard
Losing our freewill we're to blame
For our unwillingness to change

Halfway over the edge of me
Halfway through fighting the machine
Rally masses to get involved
In hope humanity will evolve

Weary from finding nothing new
Still forge with the same point of view
Boundaries broken, but lost resolve
Waiting for it all to evolve
(Wearily waiting for evolution)

Misunderstood
Ahead of its time
A good suggestion
Unrecognized
A new beginning
Of innocence
Braving the waters
Of our dissent

There in my head
A labored birth
There is a need for words

A vain attempt
Try to define
Inspiration divine
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