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Black Hole (A Thousand Little Boredoms and A Cage Made of Questions) by wallybrain

Chroma Percussion (Korsybski's Curse) by wallybrain

Arc (Sophia) by wallybrain

Happy Death (A Coin That Won't Decide) by wallybrain

Garlic and Sapphires (The Big Other) by wallybrain

August (Popper's Pendulum) by wallybrain

Ode to the Stinky Cheese by wallybrain

[Verse]

Coffee's never tasted sweeter than on the morning after

We just have to repeat her just to hear her spell the laughter

But then I know I'm lying 'cause it's never as good as the first time

I'm just a little confused 'cause you know I thought it would be better than that

[Chorus]

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

[Verse 2]

Don't have a plan but I know what I'm gonna do

I'll look for the moments

Try to freeze the time

But if I really try then it's not really true

'Cause we exist in parallel worlds

And that's a fact

And that just gives me hope

[Chorus]

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

[Verse 3]

Time is a concept created by us to experience life

That's what I heard

It's a lovely idea but it doesn't make sense to my practical mind

So I'll just focus on now

Focus on the good and focus on you

Focus on how your coffee never tasted so sweet

In a hundred years

In a thousand

Will we still be having this conversation?

[Chorus]

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you

[Verse 1]

You say “I’m free”

But you quote it like scripture

Hand-me-down slogans

Secondhand pictures

You call it choice

When you walk the same hallway

Same three doors

Painted up as “always”

You carry chains

Polished

Philosophical

Name them “values”

Call the bars “logical”

He asked you once

“Can you dance with your fate?”

Or just argue in circles

And call that “awake”

[Chorus]

Is this freedom or a pattern?

Is this courage or a cage?

Are you choosing

Are you chosen

By a fear you never face?

You shout “free will” in the marketplace

But who’s cashing in on your rage?

Postmodern saints in designer restraints

Selling tickets to the stage

[Verse 2]

You peel back stories

Layer after layer

Find no pure center

Only old prayers

“God is gone”

So you crown your desire

But you still kneel

To applause and the choir

You edit your soul

Like a draft for approval

Every wild impulse

Queued for removal

He said

“Become

What you already are”

But you scroll yourself thinner

Star to avatar

[Chorus]

Is this freedom or a pattern?

Is this courage or a cage?

Are you choosing

Are you chosen

By a fear you never face?

You shout “free will” in the marketplace

But who’s cashing in on your rage?

Postmodern saints in designer restraints

Selling tickets to the stage

[Bridge]

What if the key

Is nailed to the door?

What if your “self”

Is a crowd wanting more?

What if the leap

Is not off the ledge

But straight into limits

Edge into edge

To say “I will”

And stay when it burns

To carry your burden

You did not earn

[Chorus]

Is this freedom or a pattern?

Is this courage or a cage?

Are you choosing

Are you chosen

By a fear you never face?

You shout “free will” in the marketplace

While you bargain with your shame

Call it “freedom” till the echo dies

And a quiet voice says your name

[Verse 1]

White ceiling

Slow fan

Same cup

Cold stain on the desk

Phone face

Black glass

No message

Just my own breath

I count the cracks

Like little failed revolutions

Every hour

A kingdom of nothing to do

[Chorus]

This boredom is a map

Not a cage

Tiny lines

Barely there on the page

If I listen to the ache in the room

I hear a life that hasn’t happened yet

Hasn’t happened yet (not yet)

[Verse 2]

Blue glow

Late night

Cursor blinking

Bored as I am

My name

My face

Feel like somebody else’s plan

I scroll and scroll

Same faces framed like products

Every smile

Selling me the same small dream

[Chorus]

This boredom is a map

Not a cage

Tiny lines

Barely there on the page

If I listen to the ache in the room

I hear a life that hasn’t happened yet

Hasn’t happened yet (not yet)

[Bridge]

Lonely

Yeah

I’m lonely

But the empty chair stares back

Asking

“Who told you

You had to be this character?”

What if every yawn

Is the world slipping off its rails?

What if every dull second

Is cutting a crack in the wall?

[Chorus]

This boredom is a map

Not a cage

Tiny lines

Barely there on the page

If I listen to the ache in the room

I hear a life that hasn’t happened yet

Hasn’t happened yet (not yet)

[Outro]

Same room

Same fan

But the silence hums in plural

I’m alone

With a crowd of possible lives (oh)