The Essence Called Mind Lyrics
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Album | Touchstones(2011) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Progressive Metal, Progressive Rock |
Labels | Golden Core |
Album rating : 85 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
8. The Essence Called Mind
Walking the wire, pacing the storm
I've come so close to where I belong
Building the pillars, enclosing a realm to myself
Fuel to the fire, setting my dawn
Flashes and concepts are growing too strong
Bursting and bouncing, I rest - an inner reliance
Sounds inside my head, a brick to the wall
Spinning through my head, a wider horizon waits
Hanging by a thread, a string to a web
Framing, forming on and on
One spark creating entire worlds
Eons are waiting in the silence
A new dimension, self-architect
Beyond invention, my own presence, my own essence - mind
Neurons and networks, possible paths
Crystalline pieces like shattering glass
Built on the verge of desire, the will turns to being
Sounds inside my head, a brick to the wall
Spinning through my head, a wider horizon waits
Hanging by a thread, a string to a web
Framing, forming one by one
A dream that is growing, a view yet unseen
In between a picture, the hook for a scene
The gathering of all, a rise from a fall
The empathy of sadness, the shelter of all we call home
One spark creating entire worlds
Eons are waiting in the silence
A new dimension, self-architect, beyond invention
My own presence, my own substance
My own essence - mind
I've come so close to where I belong
Building the pillars, enclosing a realm to myself
Fuel to the fire, setting my dawn
Flashes and concepts are growing too strong
Bursting and bouncing, I rest - an inner reliance
Sounds inside my head, a brick to the wall
Spinning through my head, a wider horizon waits
Hanging by a thread, a string to a web
Framing, forming on and on
One spark creating entire worlds
Eons are waiting in the silence
A new dimension, self-architect
Beyond invention, my own presence, my own essence - mind
Neurons and networks, possible paths
Crystalline pieces like shattering glass
Built on the verge of desire, the will turns to being
Sounds inside my head, a brick to the wall
Spinning through my head, a wider horizon waits
Hanging by a thread, a string to a web
Framing, forming one by one
A dream that is growing, a view yet unseen
In between a picture, the hook for a scene
The gathering of all, a rise from a fall
The empathy of sadness, the shelter of all we call home
One spark creating entire worlds
Eons are waiting in the silence
A new dimension, self-architect, beyond invention
My own presence, my own substance
My own essence - mind
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