the room inside is dark and dusty / and filled with chaos and cobwebs everything is covered in sticky miasma / and the air can be cut with a knife things that shouldn't be there are gathering and growing / and blocking the light and the airflow this mess is growing above your head now / but you power to act seems gone it's time to open / the windows of your heart/ to defenestrate all of your clutter it's time to open / the windows of your soul / to defenestrate all of your junk let the wind come inside / to blow away the miasma let the light come inside / to chase out all the shadows there's unwashed clothes and empty bottles / the dishes of a whole week there's dirt and dust and bags of chips / unopened bills and reminders you're sitting there, immovable / just staring at the screensaver this mess is growing above your head now / but your power to react seems gone no-one but you can open the doors of your heart no-one but you can open the doors of your soul (toki pona chant: o weka e ike tan ni / o weka e ike tan tomo)

I want you I want the actual you I want the person hiding Behind all those layers I want you So please strip away These masks and make-up I’ll do the same Let’s just be ourselves I want you I want to hold you And not just an avatar Of a made-up ideal person Residing among the illusions in my head So strip away this nonsense It’s rather disrespectful Towards you as a person And me as a person Conditioned like an experimental cat with a bell I always want but I don’t need things that don’t even exist Hypnotised and brainwashed by those adverts on the screens Immersed in toxic thoughtfields that suck me in like quicksand I want you But only if you want me too It makes no sense otherwise It would just hurt the both of us These layers of pictures And memories in my head If none of them reveals the real you What use can it have Conditioned like an experimental dog with a bell I always want but I don’t need things that don’t exist Hypnotised and brainwashed by those adverts on the screens Immersed in toxic thoughtfields that suck me in like quicksand Do you want me Do you want the actual me Do you want the person hiding Behind all those layers If I pull away these layers If I stand here as I am Could anyone at all Let alone someone like you Still want me If I’m me? Do you want me do you want to hold me And not just an avatar Of a made-up ideal person Residing among the illusions in our heads Let’s strip away this nonsense It’s rather disrespectful Towards you as a person And me as a person

This is the place where dreams come true the dreams you can't escape they're haunting you this is the place where dreams come true you'll never get out if you don't break the box something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here will try to keep you in this state This is the place where dreams come true like the fairy queen kingdom or the Island of Lord Rhoop this is the place where dreams come true like a lobster trap it's easier to get in than to get out something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here will keep you in this state this is the place where dreams come true run and get away as fast as you can this is the place where dreams come true don't trust anything as long as you are in this world something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here to keep you in this state this is the place where monsters live the monsters in your head that you secretly fear this is the place where monsters live even if you made them up yourself something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here to keep you in this state this is the place of no escape at least something in your head keep telling ou so this is the place of no escape at least it is when you believe the unseen thing something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here to keep you in this state this is the place where dreams come true dreams carefully crafted just for you this is the place where dreams come true you'll never see through them so you'll never brake the box something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here to keep you in this state this is the place where dreams come true run and get away as fast as you can this is the place where dreams come true don't trust anything as long as you are in this world something in the background watching you unseen will try to keep you here to keep you in this state

Bm % Em D These were the sins of your sister sodom she was overfed and underconcerned looking down on the poor she did not help the needy A straight abomination according to the prophets(X2) woe to you rich if you cling to your stuff said the Christ himself to a mass of followers love of money is the root of so many sins and selfseeking pride will exclude you from Love itself (like a fallen archangel) Overfed and underconcerned…

meer dan ooit / hebbe we nodig / om ni los te late / daddet anders kan meer dan ooit / hebbe we nodig / om te gelove / da het kan meer dan ooit / hebbe we nodig / om vooruit te zien / hoe de toekomst roept meer dan ooit / hebbe we nodig / om vooruit te gaan / waar het leve roept ogen dichtdoen / en dopjes in de ore / ga niemand helpen der is geen schip naar Tarsis / gene planeet B / as deze wereld opgebruikt is we moete vooruit / me wa we nu hebbe we moete gelove / me moete handele / en ni loslaten / daddet anders kan we moete gelove / me moete handele / as we nu opgeven / is het echt gedaan we moete gelove / me moete handele / we moete hore / hoe de toekomst roept we moete gelove / me moete handele / same vooruitgaan / waar het leven roept ogen dichtdoen / en dopjes in de ore / ga niemand helpen der is geen schip naar Tarsis / gene planeet B / as de wereld opgebruikt is is we moete vooruit / me wa we nu hebbe tis ni naief / om te denken daddet kan maar wel veel te gemakkelijk om te denken daddet ni kan tis ni naief / om te hopen daddet lukt maar wel heel gemakzuchtig om ni eens te proberen en compleet onverantwoordelijk (voor iedereen die na ons komt) we moete gelove… Tis ni.. X2 Meer dan ooit…

Someone needs to mourn the stegodon it might be you extinction is irreversible we're in the midst of the sixth mass-extinction which is human-induced we should remember those who have gone before us we should remember what we have lost it will never come back someone needs to mourn the dodo someone needs to mourn the moa someone needs to mourn the passenger pigeon someone needs to mourn the Eurasian auroch someone needs to mourn the woolly mammoth someone needs to mourn the mouth-breeding frog someone needs to mourn the flightless wren of Stephens Island someone needs to mourn the honest politician

civilised, we are civilised, so much better than the idiots before us civilised, we are civilised, see the smoke rise, see the factory chimneys civilised, we are civilised, so much better than the dark ages before us civilised, we are civilised, see the planet fade and the ecosystems crumble but were are civilised, and there is progress so it doesn't matter that this mess is falling apart we are civilised, and there is progress progress, yes there is progress, we're so much smarter than the idiots before us progress, yes there is progress, see our machines they are faster than ever progress, yes there is progress, so much better than the dark ages before us progress, yes there is progress, see the cities grow and nature retreat but there is progress, and we are civilised so it doesn't matter that this mess is falling apart we are civilised, and there is progress We’re going forward, we’re conquering nature, conquering the planet, so there is progress We’re building empires, we’re building cities, we’re building factories, so there is progress We’re losing deadweight, we’re losing relics, we’re losing old stuff, so there is progress We’re losing our soul, we never had one, we’d never want one, and that is progress We’re going further than a man has ever gone

please hold me tonight This world is way too lonely please hold me so close let me know that I can trust you I'm lost and I'm confused and I really don't need more complications but please hold me just hold me let's just be cuddle-lovers tonight the world is fading away, till nothing else can exist but us as 2 points of light locked away from the a big bad dark world In spite of clothes and sleeping bags we’re closer than I could think two flames together that become one blinding point of light I'll hold you tonight You have been way too lonely I'll hold you even closer I'll be someone to trust even if I'm confused I really don't want to give complications I'll hold you please hold me let's just be cuddle-lovers tonight The world… And all the songs on the radio all the programs on TV and all the magazines just seem to focus on the same one obsession, from playboy magazine to the true love waits crem but it completely turns me off and I'm not ready anyway desoriented by the neon and the dark and I just want and need to learn how to love without those double motivations that even now I can't get rid of before factoring in this kind of complications but I'll hold you...