lirik lagu the ghost (ghost pop) - the new world
[bandcamp description]
the ghost bows down to the star
it listens to the star
it lights the fireworks
it starts recording
[pt. 1]
…
there is not much to be said about this part
[pt. 2]
it seems as if the ghost falls backwards into its own mind, and that the star makes two suns out of friction, but by this point, the ghost is too gone to determine what it sees or what it doesn’t see. it embraces the warmth. the ghost gradually dimmed and hollowed further, becoming a less and less opaque figure than what it once was. it was transparent, with all of it bare, but its secrets still stayed partially intact as they always were. the ghost was gone to the light, intertwined and crystallized. formed of itself to be like a paper box of a cardinal, with however many rings to get through it. the main branch, that is to say, the ghost’s core, where the mind and the body reside, has been obstructed by a long time, and the attempts made to get through to it have been long abandoned
[pt. 3]
…
there is too much to be said about this part
[pt. 4]
the ghost is dead
[pt. 5]
the ghost wants to lay down and gaze at the stars in the early morning hours. in any plane, in any world. it has a disconjointed feeling of calmness once it listens to the star. but the ghost is tired now, it needs to dream
the album is over
limbo phantasm is over
the ghost needs to dream now
it needs to dream like it never has before
to find an answer inside a disconjointed world outside of a purple border, sitting inbetween sp~ces of blended~together whites
transparency is not to be the key when the ghost dreams
there must be no key, and there must be no gated community
there must be no overseer, and there must be no better ending
when the ghost sets forth to dream
then, when it accomplishes this, and only then
will the ghost be done
[song]
[pt. 1: numbers 24:12~17]
the star answered the ghost
“i see him, but not now;
i behold him, but not near
a star will come out of the ghost
a scepter will rise out of ghost city”
[pt. 2: the attic]
in the essence, lies two parts
they make up the soul of the ghost
these two parts work in conjunction
but are juxtaposed often
the mind seeks cold freedom
in winter, past the bridge it has already built
the body seeks use
it struggles to
it isn’t toughened
the mind is unable to work with the body
it needs more knowledge
it’s lead by the core of mistakes
ending paths prematurely
the body can’t cross the mind’s bridge
it is unable to as much as the mind urges
the body will one day wake up
dreaming of the new world
the world where it can feel free
where its use is determined
accomplished
the world after the noise
after the guilt
the world past the bridge
this world
infinitely desirable
as the body is put to use, it will naturally reach the new world
the mind will not enjoy this in the beginning
the mind suspects that once the body can be used, it will be contempt with this idea
it will be complacent by then
it will accept retirement
to be casted into a black hole, colliding and dissipating, akin to the noise it dreams of
the mind has already dreamt of this
the mind has already dreamt much more than this
the mind has been ready to cross the bridge
the mind has overridden its protocols when it comes to the new world
it is aware and uncaring of the negative effects of the new world
it has abandoned its principles and begun to believe in the abnormal
it is now dreaming of ghosts
transparent and unfulfilled
shadows of never done deals
the body, however, seems to disagree with this idea
it finds itself unfulfilled
it believes to have more potential
slowly, and painfully, the mind and body begin to comprehend each other
the mind is the mind
so it is decided
but the body is a mind too
the mind and the body are two minds controlling a soul
the ghost and his indecisiveness and lack of commitment stem from the unlawful marriage of two minds
slowly, our ghost glimpses the crusted dark red jewels of cameras
crickets jingle there
flashes and captures
the ghost chronologues every moment before the pilgrimage
during the pilgrimage too
eventually, the ghost finds itself with too many memories to keep before the bridge
it represses the camera
it hides the camera
it stashes it in the furthest corner
an attempt to forget
but the ghost is unable to forget
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping in the attic
there is weeping
there is weeping, in the attic
[pt. 3: december]
[pt. 4: planes shifting]
[pt. 5: the new world]
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