The Superconducting Supercolliders - Berlin | Текст песни

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• The Superconducting Supercolliders
• Berlin

Colored lights above
A stranger.
Piezo crystals
Pickup dark.
Circuits quiet in a soundboard
Pull electrons into arcs.

I’ll always see the line of the cityscape
Lit up bright against dark sky.
Streets that glaze with water reflecting
Streetlights red and green,
Transiting machines,
Incomplete routines
Rain that washes the city clean.

Glutamate above
A synapse.
Long term potentials
Make their mark.
Ionic flux becomes a memory
Scribing history into sparks.

I’ll always see the line of the cityscape
Lit up only in my mind.
Nights that glaze with memory reflecting
Self as slot machine
Bridged with dopamine
Hazes of caffeine
Come back to the mean
Chemicals burn hot and clean.

Are you sure the lights were green?
Are you sure that the lights were green?

Running down the aisles
To click tracks.
Overdrive, clean-
Boost your part.
Lay it down as neural pathways
Someone’s childhood pries apart.

I can’t see the line of the cityscape,
Dimming lines against dark sky.
Nights that fade with memory reflecting
Self as slot machine
Bridged with dopamine
Hazes of caffeine
I don’t know what you mean.
And were the stage lights green?
We watched behind the scenes.
Memories do not burn clean.

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