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Arcadia
03:35
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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
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In Skies
05:33
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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
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3. |
Seaweed Cast
04:47
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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
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4. |
Sterling
05:40
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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
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5. |
Wanderlust
07:53
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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
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Flare Gun
03:09
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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
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7. |
Crush
03:00
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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"
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Hush
05:23
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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
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9. |
Hyper Psyched
09:32
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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
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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
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11. |
Awakening
08:16
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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
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12. |
Cracked Heaven
08:20
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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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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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