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10 September 2002 @ 02:28 am
 
I've never really thought about these lyrics before. How ironic...

Tool - Lateralus

Black, then white are
All I see
In my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be
Reaching out to me
Lets me see

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
Drawn beyond the lines of reason
Push the envelope
Watch it bend

Over-thinking, over-analyzing
Separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition
Missing opportunities, and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment
Drawing way outside the line

Black, then white are
All I see
In my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be
Reaching out to me
Lets me see

There is
So much more that
Beckons me
To look through to these
Infinite possibilities

As below, so above and beyond I imagine
Drawn outside the lines of reason
Push the envelope
Watch it bend

Over-thinking, over-analyzing
Separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition
Leaving opportunities behind

Feed my will to feel this moment
Urging me to cross the line
Reaching out to embrace the random
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come

I embrace my
Desire to
I embrace my
Desire to
Feel the rhythm, to
Feel connected
Enough to step aside and
Weep like a widow, to
Feel inspired, to
Fathom the power, to
Witness the beauty, to
Bathe in the fountain, to

Swing on the spiral, to
Swing on the spiral, to
Swing on the spiral of
Our divinity and
Still be a human...

With my feet upon the ground, I
Lose myself between the sounds and
Open wide to suck it in, I
Feel it move across my skin, I'm
Reaching up and reaching out, I'm
Reaching for the random or
Whatever will bewilder me
Whatever will bewilder me, and
Following our will and wind, we
May just go where no one's been, we'll
Ride the spiral to the end and
May just go where no one's been

Spiral out, keep going
Spiral out, keep going
Spiral out, keep going
Spiral out, keep going...
 
 
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
Current Music: Tool - Lateralus