Animate
NORTHLANE · Node 2015 · Track 10 of 10
The narrow road is all I know No map to guide us No compass beside us The narrow road The great unknown The grater sacrifice grants the greatest gift in life
No more assembly lines of aspirations connecting carbon copy clones Every artifact is marching like commodities of flesh and bone
The consistency of our censored thoughts Tread a static course
Ordinary people: your outlook is lethal
Chiseling away imperfections Until rough edges are same and smooth The tools have now become too blunt To break any of the rules
Post-modern minds bleached blank and clean Drawing pixelated lines In duller shades that my eyes have ever seen
The narrow road is all I know No map to guide us No compass beside us The narrow road The great unknown The grater sacrifice grants the greatest gift in life
No more assembly lines of aspirations connecting carbon copy clones Every artifact is marching like commodities of flesh and bone
Post-modern minds bleached blank and clean Drawing pixelated lines In duller shades that my eyes have ever seen
We're not defined by a blueprint if we re-write the plans So will you paint paradise with the stroke of an artist's hand?