1. |
FICTITIOUS
05:09
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As he peers into the firmament,
a scholar with a quill pen
traces over random points of light,
sketching constellations –
Signs to guide us through the dark
And in that mute, inhuman void
he somehow sees Orion
As we peer into the human heart
to catalog its contents,
From the chaos strewn about within,
we construct transcendent concepts –
“Constellations of the heart”
We instill them with significance
then cast our hopes upon them
Romance and Eros, Friendship and Love
Are as real as the constellations above
When no human eyes remain to gaze up in awe,
There will be no constellations, only stars
We were never Lovers, we were more than Friends
No title did us justice
It was not quite Romance, but no less than Love
I still can’t quantify it
No one word could capture us
So I felt our bond was far more meaningful
than if I’d simply been your boyfriend
Romance and Eros, Friendship and Love
Are as real as the constellations above
When no human minds remain to connect the dots,
There will be no constellations,
Only nameless stars, strewn about at random
So remote from our earthbound cares
Now, I fear that I’ve lived too long –
Too self-aware to truly fall in love,
Unable to suspend my disbelief
Ursa Major roams the nighttime sky,
“timeless” and “transcendent”
But the same stars, in another time and place,
were known as Seven Wise Men
In another still, they were a Funeral –
three mourners following a coffin
Romance and Eros, Friendship and Love
Are real, like the constellations above
When no human minds remain to connect the dots,
There will be no constellations, only stars
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2. |
No Means Yes
08:47
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VERSE 1
I had misgivings
You vowed to break me
So why then, now that I’m all yours,
have you left me stricken and ignored?
You feared rejection
But now it’s you who’ve turned me down
CHORUS
You were the predator
And I was your helpless prey
I wanted you to catch me
You let me get away
VERSE 2
Too old for romance
You were my last chance
The spark you incited
blossomed into flames
When the heat rose, you left me
to perish in the blaze
CHORUS B
You were the predator
And I was your helpless prey
You finally had me cornered
How could you let me escape?
BRIDGE
Don’t trust in Fate
Nothing is “meant to be”
And no single person is your “one true love”
So let’s seize this while we can
CHORUS C
You were the predator
And I was your helpless prey
I longed for you to catch me
You let me get away
CODA
I need to know your “no” means “no”
Don’t leave me with a single hope
No spark that could someday, somehow
Rekindle what we now snuff out
Cremate this corpse so it won’t rise
Our love can never be revived
No wine-stained teeth or scotch-soaked sheets
Just promises we could not keep
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3. |
FICTITIOUS (radio edit)
04:15
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As he peers into the firmament,
a scholar with a quill pen
traces over random points of light,
sketching constellations –
Signs to guide us through the dark
And in that mute, inhuman void
he somehow sees Orion
As we peer into the human heart
to catalog its contents,
From the chaos strewn about within,
we construct transcendent concepts –
“Constellations of the heart”
We instill them with significance
then cast our hopes upon them
Romance and Eros, Friendship and Love
Are as real as the constellations above
When no human eyes remain to gaze up in awe,
There will be no constellations, only stars
We were never Lovers, we were more than Friends
No title did us justice
It was not quite Romance, but no less than Love
I still can’t quantify it
No one word could capture us
So I felt our bond was far more meaningful
than if I’d simply been your boyfriend
Romance and Eros, Friendship and Love
Are as real as the constellations above
When no human minds remain to connect the dots,
There will be no constellations,
Only nameless stars, strewn about at random
So remote from our earthbound cares
Now, I fear that I’ve lived too long –
Too self-aware to truly fall in love,
Unable to suspend my disbelief
Ursa Major roams the nighttime sky,
“timeless” and “transcendent”
But the same stars, in another time and place,
were known as Seven Wise Men
In another still, they were a Funeral –
three mourners following a coffin
Romance and Eros, Friendship and Love
Are real, like the constellations above
When no human minds remain to connect the dots,
There will be no constellations, only stars
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