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Soul Turns To Sand
07:16
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Soul Turns To Sand
You seem so fair inside the bubble you created
You seem untouchable, and always full of life
Is there a dream to touch, a thought that’s just your own
In the illusion you are where nothing is what it seems
Is there a story to the stories you created
Is there reality more far away than this
Is there a truth you hold more dear than what you tell me
You seem so certain in your very doubtful way
Inside the nightmare
Soul turns to sand
Inside the dreamscape
Alive in what you fear
Inside the nothingness
Touching on life
Your dream of emptiness
Feels something like this
“Sleep, hide here you restless soul
Put your dreams aside
For a little while
Trust can’t touch the other you
All the fears inside
Just stay here to hide”
Is it yourself you trust alone with what may break you
Is it uncertainty that keeps you well at bay
Just face away from all the haunting thoughts inside
It’s just the dream you are, the image you portray
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2. |
Mantissa
08:18
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Mantissa
Did you merely shake the world
To see what would come tumbling
The walls and the foundations
That have been there everlong
No ill-intent or cruelty
Yet a destroyer of worlds
With wilful shame about the pain inflicted
Dealing hurt and hope alike
It was never a game although worth playing
I have no regrets for the pain received
Just a glimmer of hope for one more of your kisses
Is enough to bind me forever to you
You seem amazed at the power you wield
To change the course of life itself
Gaze with increasing disbelief
At the soul that falls at your feet
No heralding or warning
Yet a danger all the same
You took my heart although you did not wish it
Bound me with bonds I cannot break
It was never a game although worth playing
I have no regrets for the pain received
Just a glimmer of hope for one more of your kisses
Is enough to bind me forever to you
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3. |
Stockholm Syndrome
08:26
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Stockholm Syndrome
The safety of a cage
With twisted rules you made
The shackles of insanity
To confirm my insecurity
Close my eyes just to see your face
A tender moment turns to rage
Run away to turn to you again
The dark of my confinement
Brightened by the hurt you bring
The mystery of this silence
You at the core of everything
I hurt and bruise and hurt again
The pain a thing I’m used to
Afraid and empty, weak within
Can’t seem to function like I want to
Close my eyes just to see your face
A tender moment turns to rage
Run away to turn to you again
Is it the hurt I seek
Or the joy you give
A death within
Or your will to live
The rage directed turns to fear
The fear consuming all I am
Alone and helpless, thoughts unclear
Until you turn from me again
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4. |
Wide Awake Sleeping
10:19
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Wide Awake Sleeping
Bright light of day
Shines through the bedroom curtains
In a daze between sleep and wake
I can clearly see your face
The tension high now the play has ended
Innocent merriment lost its pace
Pretend to sleep but carefully sensing
Every movement, each detail
We hide from a truth that we don’t know
Running from places where we should be
But running brings us even closer; hiding away just draws it near
Can words, deeds, feelings turn against us
Now all contrasts fade away
I can’t tell right from wrong anymore
Don’t want to feel the hurt anymore
The doubt has torn me up before
Will it ever let me go?
I was just merely acting
Overseeing not the consequence
Knowing all too well but oppressing
Now we don’t succeed the other way around
Never to forget; never to recall
Hard to feel the truth if it was ever there at all
I wish the memory were clearer
I wish my heart was yearning less...
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5. |
Contrasts
10:22
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Contrasts
Envious glances at the everyday life of careless individuals
Breathing the scent of happiness with a jealous thought inside
An aching emptiness fills the holes that you’re left with
Thoughts become dark and dampened
Drown in the misty air of night
Who you are will never leave you
However hard you try
Provoke your own emotions to extract a reaction
Suffer physically to grieve the soul
The Flame does not burn, but it’s lacking consumes me
Never extinguished, never burning bright enough
So how does it taste when all this is inside you
How can you love when your sense’s so numb
Too sensitive to feel the brightness about
Digging too deep to find what you seek
It’s in the sky and in your eyes
It’s in your tears and in your fears
The strings touched, but never tuned
The melody written but never played
In black and white the contrasts are clearer
When subtleties fade there’s just one thing to say
The shortest way home won’t bring you any nearer
Until it’s time for you to bloom...
Provoke your own emotions to extract a reaction
Suffer physically to grieve the soul
The Flame does not burn, but it’s lacking consumes me
Never extinguished, never burning bright enough
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Hanlon's Razor Maasdijk, Netherlands
Hanlon's Razor was founded when songwriters Frank Maarsen and Louis de Roo decided to record the songs they had written over their many years of playing music together. Their debut album, 'Paradigm' was released in 2021. With the permanent addition of Vincent Frijdal and Arco van Dam, Hanlon's Razor raised the bar in recording their second album, 'Stockholm'. ... more
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