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Out of State, Out of Mind

by Infinite Drive

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1.
Arcadia 03:35
Sewed a fabric seed That grew a tapestry The woods hang tall Inside my room Beyond these walls The branches shoot Fed my fertile lungs To sprout an album I let the vines Creep up my cords To intertwine With my words I dwell between a forest and a dream A blend of bark and how I truly feel Permeates a bridge; the link to reasoning Arcadia's a myth
2.
In Skies 05:33
Lately I've felt like a waste of your time A rebel content to reverberate riot Logic's been looted and now all that's left Is act on a whim and just do what feels best But that never got anyone anywhere You fall apart The crumbling of Rome is the fable of A self-centered man and the delirium That surged like an element of destruction Tonight's empire is a bonfire Reduced by morning to embers and smoke The so-called fossil fuel ran drier than bones Buried beneath the apostle's decrees They dug up, posthumous, and washed both my feet A revision of the adventure of a venture into love Exploring an emotion that was a foreign land strewn with valleys and snow-capped mountains A realm set distinct from the kingdom that I thought I used to be Surrounded by waters, now I'm lush with a zeal for the new monarchy Now I'm hurtling with the earth, keeping orbit around the daystar The gravity of one single abstract thought Could either set you straight or warp the wavelength Of control, losing grip on everything you hold Truth, drive, desire and the Rainbows that burst... in skies Now all your friends are gone and you are left to find yourself, yourself The fog that's snuffed by dawn survives to envy every gorgeous dusk That saintly and sublime paragon of lullabies from angels Dream with your luna, sync up with the one that moves ya The crates are deep, let them nestle you to sleep
3.
Seaweed Cast 04:47
Brick by brick I built a wall to help me seal Impurities from breaking down This city's patterned grid, disorderly unique But clay eroded into sound Now I sprint to open land and lie beneath the stars Where constellations have the independence of A teenage rock and rolling band A couple years at least, seven days a week I waited for the moon to rise Displays it's wounded white for all the sinner's restless nights Proof we're all caught up in this fight I went beneath the surface and trekked Poseidon's lawn Contrived a seaweed cast Laid out in the garden and watched all of the squid swim past If God would write a song the notes would be unknown Although familiar to my heart A serotonin drip, repeat on my playlist I want to be absorbed by love They say songs have the power to take you anywhere So I'll stay in my room and write myself a better place to be I'm swept along with weightless melodies And I'll wait for the day when the next is spent eternally
4.
Sterling 05:40
Starlings dance with the wind Filters my moods, keeps me grounded Felt with my feet concrete and weeds There's strong and there's weak Murmurs to conversations Between two friends, can you hear them? They've got things to say, a barreling wake They surf with the pain Some learn to deserve only one side of the coin I busk through days for a petty wage Anything to help me avoid Returning to that sullen-stained boy Geese migrating south The sun up and left, let's see new towns From Redwoods to ant hills, skyscrapers, free will I'm getting dizzy just thinking about How most learn to welcome all of the change in this jar The rattle of each copper caught Adds to their sound character I'm saving up When clouds too amorphous for silver to trace Are bathing amidst your blue, crystal lake Remember the axis we're all spinning on You'll get your midnight sun It's breaking through with every polar dawn We all learn that in the end it's what we've earned that sets the caliber That morphs feathers into bar-tails and fervour Pacific's a pond, an astral protection Some newcomer's teen angst is a reflexive aegis A chrysallis
5.
Wanderlust 07:53
How can we, I mean you and me Prove what's really inside when we know it's a complete mystery? This world, it sees what it wants to see A cynic sick from the start tearing ribbons with a heart that lies to love Feigning butterflies, moths lost in the dark Swim in my stomach when I see the sun Rising from a blue that's deeper than a viper's bite A phoenix seized my collar and assured me I could fly I always thought the kind were myth, at least the action symbolized If you are nothing but ashes can you really be revived? I can't find, target what's behind The curtain I never let up and the reasons why I'm still stage paralyzed The healing's brief, a transience Seeps from billions of neurons down to just ten fingertips Catharsis never felt so metaphysical No boundaries like laws or skin It's undefined, a spiritual respite Off the mainland, on an island I compose some paradise That even I could leave behind With rotten apples of my eyes That are branching, almost reaching Every polysemy verse Where ruby pixels always blush High definition wanderlust That is programmed like a circuit To a repeat marathon It flags my racing reverie Across my bold geography I discover what is obvious That I cut my teeth in caves Stalagmites versus icicles The irony builds on itself (All I know is I don't know) A material I write faster Than the saving speed of sound It gorges space like sinking stars A jaded mass of paradox That is draining all creation Into a singularity I overdose on vague frontiers The edge of nothing's oddly real It's the prime event horizon That panoramic gauze of God I slip right past, now all I see Are self-fulfilling prophecies Where my make up, your mascara Are shape shifting every day The equator buckles and heaven it bends To my demanding lensing stare Or maybe I just misinterpret with All my shakes and nervousness My magnitude on Richter scales Life's vibrancy for earthquakes
6.
Flare Gun 03:09
New years eve, fireworks The sound of celebration To welcome us into the unexpected I'm counting down to a date That's much later than today A dragon breathed and blew it further than the East's These rockets soar above the trees Chill my spine like the zephyr Rushing across the bay that holds this audience New July, fireworks The noise of liberation Cracks and pops to a broken record The vinyl's scratched, the needle's worn Into a mantra sung at war: "Throughout this fight I won't leave a man behind" Six months in, am I still Resolute to never feel As free as the rest of lone America? But no matter what the show goes on Sparklers graze the vamping dark With cursive ghosts that haunt the elements These bursts of light flash out of time Pull me back from that opiate Continuum that I had surrendered to
7.
Crush 03:00
It's raining Step underneath the canopy You're just standing there Soaking wet in your sandals and your summer dress Smiling Were you expecting sunshine? When there are clouds everywhere You said, "No, but don't you know? That every rain's tied to a bow Somewhere"
8.
Hush 05:23
These lightning bolts would clash the masterpiece A hundred drunk conductors in the pit These interludes were canyons, rifts in space I pulled together with a focused mend in mind The hushed tones lulled into my lucid sleep Like Waves, waves, waves, they overlap with synth The surfers towed a swan float on the gulf towards Mexico A sea of classic eyes could analyze The lyrics, the ebb and flow of life Completely miss the romance of rhythm and refrain I happened upon A ray of sun as it passed through glass diagonal Unlocked the prism of my heart The opening of abstract arms Embrace the time unquantified And hybridizes church and state I keep afloat Inflated by an immanence cosmology can't touch My reading's off the chart High on healthy ego I surf the breeze with Eno These definitions pulse their beats into a pulp, a Bok globule A dense desire to overwhelm my dark daydream dives Swim aimless, be famous I can't afford my breath or the love I crave Engulf me in something I don't need
9.
Waived all of my philosophies The nature of reality I'm crowned in the carats of spring Facets polished to a sheen Capped the study, the psychology A puree of organic bling Foams at the mouth of my glee A host of reasons I exist In touch I put my whole trust Snowflakes in sawdust Acute condition Of course I get distracted A boom mic keeps hanging Mustered boldness spread thin Verse: The blitz grips like a fever With symptoms I conjugate I think I am eroding at a deteriorate I'm awfully on A matrix woven with time Maxed out on the influx And stretched out in the sidelines It's all too much at once Bathe in foreign delight Myself I alienate A staircase of cement The sin of my DNA The speakers speak up "All you need is love" My mind reels like a tape My stomach drops like a bomb
10.
Summer's here and it's young Snuggled in to new love The lakes are diamond-laced And passion's found a place Somewhere between fear and dreams We hold our backs against the breeze And hope that all we know And all we show is enough I dip into a mirrored world And find I ripple with cognizance Of caution winds We're made to find the counterpoint of us Where contrast crowns the crux of our existence Don't bargain your way there The market mourns We'll hold our backs against the storm Just to get a glimpse of The ashen light not everybody sees So I tear apart at this faux morpheme And let lichens form all over me The cosmos is alive, once again I feel a part of everything I'm absolute
11.
Awakening 08:16
Lost out in an ocean of dunes The tide rolled in to stay there for Good Will my satellite pull me like a rip? I hope to flow into an oasis Now along the waves sculpted out of quartz I came across a flower among thorns And scoured through an index of design Found poems many travelers felt inclined To write about her "If Mansa Musa knew of this efflorescent sway Then Cairo would have never seen that empyreal parade The palaces, the Persian silk and every last mosque He would have given up for this one work of art And with his own hands molded a vase A simple haven that heaven would've admired And then he would have been the richest man alive" Night abrogates any sight of shore The sand is cold, my bed is made by yours Will I realize I need to leave? Your grace remains, can't say the same for me Now I'm burning books just to keep warm I never meant to alliterate my soul I save a page barely singed by Void Attempt to paint a thousand words or more I gently brush: The dormant heart of men have all been made molten And forged into vestibules lined with velvet care If Mauna Loa ever choked I think I'd be an heir to the throne Reign over devotion And with my own blood give birth to islands Just like all the lands you see forming around Hawaii
12.
The heights, unreached, scaling to summits Shadow the pick I have dropped The dizzy air breathed revelations into my crystallized heart I can't be where I'm not meant to be Backwards I tread, thawed out, I feel Taller with every step, toe to heel Peaks shrinking down, carved out from skybound The bigger picture was smaller than I ever expected Like the Challenger launch My perfect ambitions were flawed from the day I took off And no one will know My camo is hiding a savage attraction to blood I can't be what I'm not made to be Right on the verge I see a flare Rip the night sky like a paper tear Between two stars, a cluster or chocolate bar I shoot towards the beach With arrows that quiver And salvage the timber With duct tape and frayed vine I'll sail through the fire We are bodies of love Open wide and let everything spill out

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Started recording shortly after Phaser. Through so many changes in my life, ups and downs, and the struggle to find motivation to work on what I'm passionate about, here is Out of State, Out of Mind.


“But that is what islands are for; they are places where different destinies can meet and intersect in the full isolation of time.”
― Lawrence Durrell, Bitter Lemons of Cyprus


Cover art photo by Michele Falzone

www.michelefalzone.com

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released November 21, 2020

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Infinite Drive Brightlingsea, UK

Infinite Drive will be a five-album conceptual project.

Chapter 1: Phaser

Chapter 2: Out of State, Out of Mind

Most of the material for all five albums was written from 2010-2014.

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