From the recording Social Murder Meditation
Lyrics
the whispered end of the darkness send
a chill to the window once shut
the rescued friend with forgetfulness
opens the window once shut
on the move again now
preacher round the bend now
shrieking in exiling wonder
some dreams you’ll never understand
“Okay,” says a line in your hand
no you got no halo
no you got no home now
one day you’ll live from street to throne
faith sent hands
kind fragileness
sightless child to the dog
starts here again
this where this when
old time pushing harder
organs and steam
open up and scream
robot runt calling the shot
some dreams you’ll never understand
“Okay,” says a line in your hand
no you got no halo
no you got no home now
one day you’ll live from street to throne
“Command control do you copy?
Command control is anybody out there? I got one with soul down here.
Fucker’s got soul.
Does anybody read?
We’re gonna have to bust this turkey stand.
We’re gonna have to bust this fuckin’ turkey stand and take this fucker out.
Anybody out there!? Anybody read me, over?”
some dreams you’ll never understand
“Okay,” says a line in your hand
no you got no halo
no you got no home now
one day you’ll live from street to throne
“Command control. Command control do you read? Does anybody read me? Over.”
released October 25, 2019
music, lyrics, recording, mixing by mike moore
mastered by wes moore
artwork by jason hazlett
thumbnail photo of mike by MarieArelPhotographie
dedicated to James mcalice
Michael Andrew Moore ASCAP
FunkyBlood Publishing ASCAP