Dark Lite-Brite Of The Soul Lyrics

Watching personality entropy in a hovercraft of neutrality from the other side of the Borderline

The entire ride, I watch the design

Surrender glows up like doorbells

Flexible tree trunks replace eggshells

Not one word hurts here

Not one word

What the fuck even is a word in this place

Every suffer cycle dripped truer seeing

Everything means nothing, just being

Is-ness and lack, perfect points and back

Sidesteps aren't actually backing tracks

I feel a choice (But it bubbles up)

I feel a noose (And it cuddles up)

Ears now perked the fuck up!

I heard my momma calling when I was crawling

I don't need silence, I am silence

There is nothing but inside everywhere

Hard to hear with the ringing

Partitions up in my singing

Blinders on when I'm clinging

Seeds planted in my upbringing

Might be letting go, now I'm swinging

Other people relax into it

A voice never lets up on it

Original doubt

Decrepit baphomet

Never been this far down

This pit is wrecked

Something smells like it's watching

Oh fuck it's me watching

Fuck

Ok

Ok

I understand this concept of home now

Home is not a place, its a state of being