entrance!
here I am
born into the light
let's run the rest of the way
darkness shall not catch us
d***ed be him who cries
avalanche cities!
inhale inhale inhale explode!
avalanche cities!
rebuilt yourself
I feel the vultures over my head
tell me what I need
then give me a good reason
to stay in the light
avalanche cities!
inhale inhale inhale explode!
avalanche cities!
rebuilt yourself
swallow yourself
swallow your dreams.
avalanche cities
again and again.
"If the City Paranoiac dreams, it is not accessible to us. Perhaps the Ci-ty dreamed of an-other, en-emy city, float-ing across the sea to invade the es-tuary . . . or of waves of darkness . . . waves of fire . . . Perhaps of being swallowed again, by the immense, the si-lent Mother Con-tinent? It's none of my business, city dreams. . . But what if the Ci-ty were a growing neo-plasm, across the centuries, always chang-ing to meet exactly the chang-ing shape of its very worst, se-cret fears?" (Gwenhidwy in Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow)
here I am
born into the light
let's run the rest of the way
darkness shall not catch us
d***ed be him who cries
avalanche cities!
inhale inhale inhale explode!
avalanche cities!
rebuilt yourself
I feel the vultures over my head
tell me what I need
then give me a good reason
to stay in the light
avalanche cities!
inhale inhale inhale explode!
avalanche cities!
rebuilt yourself
swallow yourself
swallow your dreams.
avalanche cities
again and again.
"If the City Paranoiac dreams, it is not accessible to us. Perhaps the Ci-ty dreamed of an-other, en-emy city, float-ing across the sea to invade the es-tuary . . . or of waves of darkness . . . waves of fire . . . Perhaps of being swallowed again, by the immense, the si-lent Mother Con-tinent? It's none of my business, city dreams. . . But what if the Ci-ty were a growing neo-plasm, across the centuries, always chang-ing to meet exactly the chang-ing shape of its very worst, se-cret fears?" (Gwenhidwy in Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow)