FLATLANDER - demo* by Meteor Man

I am right here
I am right now
I'm every voice
In every town

The hand of the clock is turning
And with each tick comes children burning
And in good faith the world keeps turning,
humans lie with swollen tongues and greedy somaches,
they are churning

It is so late in life to be sorry
to be sorry

And painters paint a thousand pieces
And every day, the count increases,
To form a figure, a scripture unsightly
To break a threshold, to hold it so tightly

And while I'm trying to reach you
I am reminded
The water drips a stream
It cleans your face
You drown inside it

I'm face to face with a thousand faces
I'm drawing blood and its without traces
I watching you and your lip as it quivers
I am cold and in your rambling I shiver

Your mind is a prosthesis
And you just cannot feel it
I'll oil it
Let it run well
I'll destroy it
I need your cells

I am fast to pick
From time to time
And I am sick;
I hear your voice
I am right here
I am right now
I'm every voice
In every town

I paint the face of a thousand places
I am inside every time where space is
I am in here
I feel the fear
I am alive
I am alive

• Experimental
• Experimental Punk
• noise rock
• post-hardcore
• post-rock
• sludge punk
• Chicago