THE FOLDED WORLD

by The Purveyors of Free Will

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released May 1, 2015

Baffled Octopi Records, Victoria, BC
Canada

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Track Name: Carthage, Constantinople, Canterbury
The Arabian princess embraces her Crusader
In an act of cruel love

Hannibal laughs

Children kick sand into a shrinking pool of blood
Ignoring the Ottoman astronaut as he orbits the Moon

Rise and fall, breath of Zephyr, your kingdom awaits.
Track Name: I Sigh a Squall
I am the Wind
Stretched across the Pacific
My fingers probe far beyond the curve of the horizon
I touch islands

I sigh a squall
Storms squirm in my throat
The Earth shrugs iis discontent
I cannot absorb it all
So I precipitate my fear
Track Name: Steampunk Ragtime
The silvery moon, it wakes me up
Tells me that it's time to head on down
No time to waste, my banks are low
I'll take the upper lane and head downtown.

No one thinks to glance above their heads
As I flit on down The Bowery
Tram cars clang and horses clop
The dawning of the 20th century.

Take me back home
Back in space and time
Take me back home
So I can touch your mind

Back in space and time

Back in space and time

The jolly Brooklyn Bridge gives me such a view
Of all the lovely people there to see
I'll pick one out and dig right in
I need their brains to give me energy.
Track Name: The Folded World
The world folded in on itself a million times
Until it was just dust beneath my fingernails
In that moment I knew the answer
That thing that eludes all of us.

But then, as I struggled forward to grab a breath
To get ahead of the choking fumes of the past
The thought faltered, falling further and further behind.

I tried to keep it with me
But it wandered off
And got lost.
Track Name: We Made You Sick, We'll Make You Well
Trains course through its arteries
Haemorrhaging passengers at stop after stop

Bones of steel protrude up through its cracked asphalt skin
Laid bare to the elements and leeched of life

Radiated insanity mutates the information in its neurons
Telepsychotic breakdown
Cirrhosis of the infrastructure

Cough up those septic toxins
Green technology will make you young again
Track Name: Watching the Whispered Aroma of Emotions
the acid came down from above
and melted our eyeballs away
it also burned into our brains
unearthing a receptor that we had never used
so, instead of witnessing the vitreous fluid washing down our faces
we viewed fear etched into the wind
in shades of red and yellow
and the sound of quiet hope as it bounced off our skin
in radiated form