Brain EP, by Once And Future Band (2024)

1.

Everyone knows ‘cept yourrself that these phases are fleetingtime to take stockand face up to the path life is leadingwatching your eyes with your eyesand seeing through death’s disguiseevery awake finds the wake of the black water breakingwatching your eyes with your eyesand seeing through beauty’s disguiselife is a gamewhen you win you begin to start losingyou fight to get byto grow oldand then die alone with nothingbut watching my eyes with my eyesseeing through death’s disguisephotographs endand here come your friendsin the abyss you feel tenderly kissed and unachingand there’s no appeal to seek out the next one to forsake you‘cept when i watch your eyesand see through your lieslove is a game when you win you begin to start losingand all that remainsis an old set of plans that’s abandonedreel turns around and I play the clownget out my life and let me beleave me free to leave me freelooking ahead with no backward glances

2.

ticking off the days of the calendarwatching them fall awayin a neat little pile on the kitchen shelf next to the microwaveyou walk in and I look awayhoping to disappearif I meet yr eyes then it multiplies til’ yr kindness draws me nearskipping ahead in a mysteryto know how the deed was doneI was shocked to see when the killer went free the detective ate his gunthere was blood on the wall and a curtain callas I planned my escapelike a diamond shines in the darkest minethe spotlight found my facedestroy metin toy meor so they sayone time he let tiny dreams slip awayticking off the days of the calendarwatching the numbers fadeand they blow around the roomlike a burst balloon still trying to fly awaythere’s a hole in the sky where you go when you dieI hear good things happen therewe could leave todaybut I forgot the way it was written on the airdestroy metin toy meor so they sayone time helet tiny dreams slip away

3.

We’re the old brainwe’re the old brainand we’ll never be happy againwe’re the new painwe’re the new pain‘cuz they sold us the snake oiland they salted the good soiland dried up the rainwe’re the new scene of the fracturing dreamwe’re the old brainwe’re the old brainand our power could light the way‘cuz there’s a lot to seeand more people to free‘cuz they been sold the same stuffand for some it can be enoughhelp me explainwe’re the new powerthey’re the crumbling towerlet us show them the turnstilesbut be polite to the exilesyou’ll see them againwe’re the new gleamof the skin on the stream

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Heavenly Bodies parading tonightvie for a glimpse of their harrowing lighthope they are kind and of mindPluto and Titan don’t frighten my causeapproaching the sistersi’m given no pauseI’ll show them electric guitars(play, will he play, will he play?)Heavenly Bodiesplease no rebirthI remember the discord of time-addled earthand felt I so weakas a child