Lyrics Metaculture - Travelogue

Metaculture

I’m sure I can’t escape your side
Every time I try, I’m back again
Ferromagnetic reaction to my every move
But there’s a feeling of apprehension
Into a sea of my invention
The coldness of these yellow eyes colliding with my soul
Your problems I cannot resolve
Every time I try, I trip again
Tangled into your position, feelings of helplessness
To stop speaking and listen
Against a straining gut reaction
A major deficiency fighting with my will
Idyllic moments in our world
Will try and reconcile these things untold
Relation through metaculture may not be the cure
I know you have objections
I know you are reluctant
To admit this peaceful world may never exist
Exhaustion, take me by surprise
Once again, I dream of other lives
The cycle of loose connection without self-control
Everything an old reaction
Everything has ceased to matter
All desirability doesn’t have a hold
Sleeping can be a lonely vise
Escaping through my necessity
The power of a great escape working every time
But it leaves my problem pending
An unresolving action
The mass of possibilities end in disrepair
Mister, I know you share my view
I have a feeling there is more aside from you
The corners of the world exploding as ideas grow
The forming of a new collection
The study of our obsession
The focus on a global world with so many lives