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Nascent
22:02
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Nascent - 'Blank Canvas'
Born a blank canvas
Until the paintbrush touches down
Molded by surroundings
Commotion all around
Mortality begins to start
As we take the lovers leap
Guided unconsciously
By the secrets our minds keep
Infancy and innocence
Together hand in hand
Childhood observations
An endless wonderland
Slowly we realize
All is not so sweet
And as we see through this disguise
Our fantasies retreat
Nascent - 'Guidestones'
Exposing all our fears
As we age through the years
Without a sleight of sight
Who's to say whats wrong or right?
What guidestones can we follow
In this world in which we wallow?
A former absence of clarity
Denies our future posterity
How will we know the way
If the truth is not relayed?
If we're lying to each other
How can we serve one another?
An act of moral turpitude
Met with sympathy and gratitude
Yet our present lies in sorrow
As our future fades tomorrow
Nascent - 'Lost Time'
On a small and shrinking scale
Fitted down to size
We realize all our fears
And all our dreams have been capsized
Nothing's made to last
The old just slips away
Into our own dismay
Discontent with our decision
Amongst our every day vision
We can question what we've lost
And what we've gained, at a cost
We must all search the answer
Before we're left behind
In our own lost time
Words are instruments
Perceptions of the mind
These are mere semantics
Linguistics lost in time
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Terminus
22:57
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Terminus - 'Complacency?'
A subtle solitary
Within a silent vessel
Secluded in your mind
These thoughts are where you nestle
With not much to remember
But not much to forget
Your memories lay empty
Amongst your silhouette
Avoiding all regrets
Beside your fragile mindset
A welcome vacancy
Latent with the void of
Complete complacency
Accepting the conditions
An after thought presents
The visions you rely on
No longer your defense
Dropping the false pretense
A single moment of clarity
To define a conscious mind
A viewpoint left unrefined
Infancies of our own
Collective memories
A destination left unrefined
Terminus - 'Monologue'
When will you find the time to be free?
When will you find the time?
When can you say you know your life starts?
Lost in this paradigm
In solace, you've kept the views of yourself
Locked up inside a box
There is no point in going forward
Lost in this paradox
Do you know where your life is going?
Steering clear on this path
Are you content with your life choices?
Facing the aftermath
Coasting slightly upon the axis
Where does this moment turn?
If all that you know is vacant reason
How will you ever learn?
Is there no point in going forward?
Is there no worthwhile outcome?
You're questioning the very answer
You're trying your hardest to escape from
Terminus - 'Mortal Coil'
The clock is always ticking
The pendulum always swings
As old as we are young
A lesson learned in any tongue
And when we reach that age
We craft the final lyric
Prepare our mind and soul
As we reach the ultimate goal
We ration every breath
As conscious entities
So afraid to let it go
And join the great unkown
As we take the lovers leap
We pay the cost of life
No more do we lament
What no one can prevent
As we take the sharpest turn
And we leave this mortal coil behind
We realize all along
Life is change
Life is change
LIFE IS CHANGE!
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Jayce Darrah Iowa
Singer/Songwriter based in Central Iowa
Songwriter of Misgivings Fall
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