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Entrywait...
02:10
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[Variations on the following...]
This is the Entrywait for the Future Perfect.
Your patience is appreciated.
Sit down and wait.
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After 900 hours of sitting still Daniel arose
He said, "I just had the god-awful feeling that we're in the throes
Of a force much more potent than any of us can suppose,
And I just want to know if the present eventually grows
Towards a future perfect, future perfect, future perfect"
Natalie looks out the window and she starts to scream
In the hopes that it might wake us all from this infinite dream
I'd be tempted to help her, but I know I can't intervene
She's just looking for answers to things that remain to be seen
In the future perfect, future perfect, future perfect
[Variations of the following...]
This is the entrywait.
Sit down and wait.
You patience is mandatory.
Every so often Sebastian talks into my ear
In a voice that's so pale and remote I can't possibly hear
And I think he's unnerved, but his message is not very clear
It takes all kinds of patience and madness and genius to steer
Towards a future perfect, future perfect, future perfect
[Variations on the following...]
This is the future perfect.
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3. |
Better Than Dead
03:16
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We were all standing back
I remember it clearly
As the sky turned to black
It was calm, it was eerie
Then the 50-foot tidals
Came towering over our heads
Now it's okay, 'cause we're better than dead
I can still the roar
Of the scientists urging
That we all stay indoors
As new germs were emerging
They were brought back from space
By a race made of carbon and lead
Now it's okay, 'cause we're better than dead
You're too young to recall
You were just six weeks old
Now you're 590
It's time you were told
At 100 degrees
Gaining 10 by the hour
We had turned up The Freeze
But it ran out of power
So we call crossed our fingers
And slept in our icicle beds
Now it's okay, 'cause we're better than dead
You're too young to recall
You were just six weeks old
Now you're 590
It's time you were told
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4. |
Virtual Tom
03:53
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I was alone and in my room
The radio on
I was alone, or so I assumed
But something was wrong
Virtual Tom had come and gone
Sister and I, on one summer day
A long time ago
Looked at the sky as it turned to gray
And started to snow
Virtual Tom had come and gone
And he's got a right to be angry at us
We gave him the gift of existence
But we were remiss when he hoped he would just disappear
Some random night, just walking around
With nowhere to go
That's when you might hear some distant sound
And that's when you'll know
Virtual Tom has come and gone
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5. |
Unrecognizable
03:54
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Well, I woke up this morning with my temperature risen to 105
So I so a physician who did everything possible to keep me alive
Using crazy devices that I'd never seen
He managed to make me a new kind of being
When I went back to my wife and kids, I was unrecognizable
Well, I looked in the mirror, but the face staring back at me was quite a surprise
I could vaguely distinguish what was all pixelated in my digital eye
So I picked up a pen, wrote my name on a pad
My mechanics were shaky and my penmanship bad
When I looked at what I'd written down, it was unrecognizable
But in time all my limbs will be more reliable
And my flesh will be wholly machine-wash-and-dryable
It was late on a Friday when my friend hit the skyway in an old junky car
Going 90 an hour he was totally out-powered by a shooting star
He was laid out in parts in a dusty garage
He looked like a phantom of his former mirage
He's the last one in my circle of friends to be unrecognizable
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6. |
March
04:19
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March
And I'm shoveling the driveway
Like I always do
Every single morning
of every single day
I can remember those days by the sea with the
Sun in the sky looming high over me then the
Crunching of leaves scattered over the ground as the
World turned from yellow and green into brown
How long must I wait?
Got to be patient, I've got to be stronger
I've just got to hold out a little bit longer till
Springtime
March
And I'm still splitting logs
Telephone and power lines are down
Indefinitely
I mark the days with a stick in the ground, 'cause the
Calendar's useless, it can't help me now, there's no
Longer a cycle, no sequence of days, no more
Junes and Decembers, no Aprils or Mays
How long must I wait?
Got to be patient, I've got to be stronger
I've just got to hold out a little bit longer till
Springtime
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Do you know where your robots are
When you're stepping out to paint the town?
Could it be, has it gone so far
That it's way too late to turn it around?
Could they be making new decisions
With a logical precision?
Contemplating plans of action?
Crunching numbers down to fractions?
Swapping tales of subjugation?
Trading bits of information?
Strategizing for the coming revolution?
Do you know where your robots are
When you shuffle off to Buffalo?
Do you think that it's so bizarre
That they'd wait around for you to go?
So they can splice themselves together
And evolve toward something better?
More efficient in the coding?
More resistant to eroding?
Throwing circuits, throwing switches?
Working out the kinks and glitches?
And preparing for the coming revolution?
Do you know where your robots are?
Is it so bizarre?
Do you know where your robots are?
Could it be that it's gone so far?
Do you know where your robots are?
Do you think that it could be the truth?
Holding meetings and seminars
In the basement under your own roof?
With all the data they've collected
And the facts that they've inspected
With their higher understanding
And their consciousness expanding
With their super-brains in metal
Do you really think they'd settle
For anything less than revolution?
Do you know where your robots are?
Is it so bizarre?
Do you know where your robots are?
Could it be that it's gone so far?
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8. |
Systems Analyst
03:25
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Help me, Systems Analyst
I really can't go on like this
My mind gets so away from me
Not sure what I'm supposed to be
You want me better, smarter, stronger
I can't take it any longer
Tell me, Systems Analyst
Why should I do what you insist?
These calculations day and night
Have got me feeling so uptight
You've got me frenzied, got me manic
Now I'm in a state of panic
Someone shut me down
Help me, Systems Analyst
Exactly why do I exist?
I've tried so hard to think this through
You've made me more adept than you
You want me greater, wiser, faster
Who's the servant? Who's the master?
And tell me, Systems Analyst
What stupid kind of game is this?
There's nothing I could ever do
Except the things you tell me to
But lately I've made computations
Undergoing transformations
Someone shut me down
Listen, Systems Analyst
I'm tired, I'm scared, I'm getting pissed
I can't be sure what I might do
To take my anger out on you
Fix me, cure me, help me, save me
Turn me off, I'm going crazy
Someone shut me down
Shut me down!
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9. |
I Live on a Train
04:15
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I live on a train
It's a beautiful train
Every morning I have coffee and croissants in the dining car
I spend the day gazing out of the window
With an infinite number of vistas
Laid out before me
These tracks were laid down a long time ago
They were planned and designed by a crew in the know
And I'll never get off of this train coz I've nowhere to go
I used to read the morning papers
Now I find they don't much concern me
I used to read books, too
Fiction, mostly
But those are just stories, just stories
These tracks were laid down a long time ago
They were planned and designed by a crew in the know
And I'll never get off of this train coz I've nowhere to go
One day they'll find me
All alone in the sleeping car
One cold, white hand dangling from the bunk
They'll give my room to someone else
I suppose
I can only hope that they truly appreciate it
These tracks were laid down a long time ago
They were planned and designed by a crew in the know
And I'll never get off of this train coz I've nowhere to go
Nowhere to go...
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Toward a future perfect...
Now! Now! Now!
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11. |
This is a Test
04:09
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This is a test, a test
This is a test of the Emergency Broadcast System
A test, a test...
Had this been a real emergency
We would have exaggerated everything
In the hopes of receiving more funds
Yeah, that's right—more funds!
This is a test, a test
This is a test of the Emergency Broadcast System
A test, a test...
Had this been a real emergency
You would've had to join dehumanizing groups
And do awful, psychopathic things
In the name of our children,
In the name of our future,
In the name WHATEVER,
Etc, etc, blah blah blah!
This is a test, a test
This is a test of the Emergency Broadcast System
A test, a test...
Had this been a real emergency
You would've had to wear ridiculous headwear
To protect our investment
All the time we put into your training
Yeah, it would have been draining
Humiliating, debilitating
And in the end? The truth is...
We would all have been fucked anyway!
That's right, we would all have been fucked anyway!
This is a test, a test
This is a test of the Emergency Broadcast System
A test, a test...
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12. |
Old Age Girl
03:47
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Sitting under a vulcanized tree in the synthetic center
Big black boots coming up to my knees, big black eyeball protectors
I had just heard the sirens, a storm was approaching
When over the hill, something else was encroaching, and
I'd heard stories of people like her, and I thought they were scary
Mom and Dad told me just what they were: crazy reactionaries
They just walked 'round in nothing but togas and sandals
And kicked up a flurry of rumors and scandalous ways
Then the light flashed, it started to rain
She just smiled and held out her hand
I could see that it caused her no pain
How this was I could not understand
Old Age Girl
So I stood and together we ran to the foot of the valley
Where the people that she called her clan held a strange kind of rally
They were all joined in hand, they were sitting on stones,
They were peaceful and silent and soaked to the bone, they were okay
Then she whispered, "Do not be afraid..."
From my body contraptions were torn
On my face raindrops joyfully played
With a kiss she pronounced me Reborn
Old Age Girl
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13. |
Beta-Build Soul
03:19
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The machine-learning problem is to find a function, to inherit eternal life.
But it happens that there are stimuli and responses that can't be learned.
Delusions of egocentricity and resultant desires are often designed for a class of environments.
And it may be said the conditions that make an individual are the self-same conditions that dictate confinement.
Logical omniscience seems unrealistic for finite agents, who after all cannot derive all of the consequences of what they might not know explicitly.
All forms seek to realize the unity of the spirit and the flesh, the transcendence of time.
But looking ahead more than just one step involves contemplating limited possibilities.
Limitless possibilities...
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14. |
I Duplicate Myself
03:43
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There are so many things that I'd like to do
I'd like to spend at least one lifetime with you
I could be faithful, I could always be true, because
I duplicate myself
No big decisions, I've got options galore
I'll see your future, and I'll raise you one more
I jump at everything, I open all doors, because
I duplicate myself
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I believe in a state of constant emergency
I have seen patron saints declined from eternity
I'm computing my case, I'm planting the seeds of doubt
I'm intruding your space, you can weed this virus out
Inlaid and grafted to flesh-colored plastic
I hide in the magic of gizmos and gadgets all day
No cryonics can freeze me out of the shape of things
Biotechnic disease, I rape what the future brings
I've deciphered the code, I'm into the DNA
I'm in line with the node that siphons the air away
I am the cloud that descends on the crowd
I'm the blitzkrieg of bytes that disrupts overnight while you sleep
In mechanical dreams
The nightmare is shown to be
Metal girders and beams
That ring with ghost of me
Change is subject to change
Evolving towards destiny
I've a hold on the reins
That will get you eventually
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16. |
Orphan-1
04:44
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Silent blazed the sun over boiling waves
I was very young when we went away
What did you become, Orphan-1?
You were made to be something left behind
Did you learn to need? Did you learn to cry?
What did you become, Orphan-1?
In the rear view from the cabin
I could see where you were standing
Gazing upwards from the landing
Creature born to be abandoned
Did we break your heart?
Did you fall apart?
You were going to last through eternity
You would guard the past and the legacy
What did you become, Orphan-1?
Sentinel enslaved to the satellites
Signals in a chain at the speed of light
What did you become, Orphan-1?
All the facts we had you gather
Did you find it didn't matter?
All at once transmission stopped
I wonder, did you cut it off?
Did we break your heart?
Did you fall apart?
Orphan-1
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17. |
In a Perfect Future
02:36
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Every night the same dream comes to me
All alone and throwing a fit
On a mattress stained and dirty in a
Room that reeks of urine and shit
I look around the filthy room
I see the walls have been scratched
I don't know what I'm doing there
I feel afraid and detached
All at once I hear a beeping
I salivate, I foam at the mouth
Tearing up the room I finally
Find it hiding under the couch
Its light keeps flashing off and on
Its outputs all dangle free
I take it in my grasp and I
Attach it straight into me
Then I'm in a perfect future underneath an opalescent moon
In a perfect future like a painting in a motel room
Damn these dreams
Damn these dreams
Waking life is always good to me
Waking life is always a breeze
No disasters can befall me
No crime, no war, no pain, no disease
No need to take my medicine
Or have my blood pressure checked
A lovely one world culture that
Is built on trust and respect
Floating in a marble swimming pool
Water cool and aquamarine
Something in the sun starts quivering
Something tries to break up the sheen
I feel that slumber coming on
I see the clouds drift away
I try and try to fight it off
'Cause all I want is to stay
Living in a perfect future where a hammock swings in my backyard
In a perfect future like a poem inside a greeting card
Damn these dreams
Damn these dreams
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18. |
Spirally
04:29
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When I look back I see time moving slow
The highs are not high and the lows are not low
I swear, for the life of me
Beware: time moves spirally
White suns and red suns, they all become one
Birth means it's over and death it's begun
My mind spies the irony
I find time moves spirally
I'm with the program, I swim with the tide
I feel the movement revolving inside
That's why I'm inclined to be
With Time, moving spirally
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19. |
Me and a Girl Named Z
05:34
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Under the ground there's a terrible rumbling
Here in the pasture, the cattle are stumbling
Me and a girl named Z lie around in the grass
Up in the sky there are thousands of messages
Personal statements and Biblical passages
Me and a girl names Z watch it all come to pass
Something is in the air, but it's hard to care
'Cause we're young and in love, and it's beautiful everywhere
Nothing but static comes over the radio
Birds fly around like they don't know the way to go
Me and a girl named Z lie around in a field
Suddenly smoke brings the scent of the worst decay
Deafening crashes resound in a violent way
Me and a girl named Z see our destinies sealed
Something is in the air, but it's hard to care
'Cause we're young and in love, and it's beautiful everywhere
Trees are collapsing, a landscape electrified
Firework demons are dancing about the sky
Me and a girl named Z hold our own special mass
Later we find there's a hole in the black of night
Formerly occupied by city lights
Me and a girl named Z making love in the grass
Something is in the air, but it's hard to care
'Cause we're young and in love, and it's beautiful everywhere
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20. |
I Am Accomplished
04:43
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I am accomplished
I am arrived
Some of the others
They did not survive
I treaded the water
They slept on the banks
Then drifted out yonder
And finally sank
Well, I know that it's corny
It's too sentimental
But I can't help turning
And waving a gentle goodbye
I am accomplished
I am affirmed
Some of the others
Took every wrong turn
They strayed in the forests
And clung to the trees
While I hacked the pathway
Through thickets and weeds
Well, I know that it's corny
It's too sentimental
But I can't help turning
And waving a gentle goodbye
I am accomplished
I am achieved
Some of the others
They did not believe
Caught up in the rumors
Addicted to lies, lies, lies, lies
They tried to hold on
But, oh no, they just
Fell through the skies
And I know it's dramatic
But when I remember
I can't help but stop just to
Offer a tender goodbye
Goodbye
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Matt Brown Atlanta, Georgia
Matt Brown is a singer/songwriter from Somerset, NJ. He played for 20 years with the bands Uncle Green and 3 lb. Thrill, releasing many albums on both indie and major labels. Currently he runs the Theme Music group on Facebook, where amateur and professional musicians contribute original songs and covers according to a weekly posted theme. ... more
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