Sand Imaginings

by Dylan Ware

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This strangely chirpy paean to the Cartesian pupation..

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All I do is think, think, think
Nothing else, I think
I think I’m on the brink
Can’t let it slip away
I’m knocking on the door of the palace
In my heart everyday.

Sitting in my room, room, room
No room for nobody
Delineate the gloom
Oh, the melody of malady
I’m waiting for the light to erupt
In a mind of clay.

Writing in my books, books, books
Of my observations
Crazy symmetries manifest
In my occupations
I gotta PHD from the university
Of pain.

Ooooh, why?
Ooooh, high...

Living on my own, own, alone
The only voice I hear is mine
As I speak with myself
As I feel my self is dying
Got to hurry if I’m ever gonna
Make it break it

Living in my hole, hole
A whole lot of anti-knowledge
This mirror-house replicates
All I understand
I am driven by a passionate dispassion
And a strange hand.

I say hawk-foot, crystal-ball
No! I need a reason
Cannot let superstitions
Hold my soul to ransom
I got out and blew
It all away.

Ooooh, why?
Ooooh, high...

And outside the star shines all around
Make love, boil from the ground
See how they hide.

And outside the sky is very wide
I feel so very deep inside
See how they lie.

All I do is think, think, think
Nothing else, I think
I think I’m on the brink
Can’t let it slip away
I’m knocking on the door of the palace
In my heart everyday.

Sitting in my room, yes
No room for nobody
Delineate the gloom
Oh, the melody of malady
I’m waiting for the light to erupt
In a mind of clay.

Awaken to a dream, dream, dream
Of I am paralysed
And smothered, as it seemed
By my own device
Where memory ends
And imaginings begin
Ain’t that the way.

credits

released January 10, 2017
Written by Dylan Ware

Produced by Fatih Aygün

Rhythm Guitar & Voice – Dylan Ware
Lead Guitar, drums, bass guitar – Fatih Aygün
All additional sounds – Dylan Ware & Fatih Aygün

© Copyright 2016 Water-Wheel Rhymes
The copyright in this sound recording is owned by Dylan Ware.

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Dylan Ware Wellington, New Zealand

Folk-rock. generally thoughtful, acoustic guitar-driven contemplations on a number of things.

A New Zealand-born musician based in Istanbul...

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