1. |
Cycles I
01:13
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2. |
Golden
05:31
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I open my eyes hoping things haven’t changed since I was awake.
I’m lost in my thoughts, remembering what I saw and felt.
They were only in my dreams.
Hold on to the golden light.
It’s only the beginning.
The cycle unbroken starts anew with the first breath of the morning.
I rush out the door looking for the right melodies to put my thoughts at ease.
The same road, the same tracks, it all repeats
Day after day, year after year, hopefully it’s what I’m looking for.
Hold on to the golden light.
It’s only the beginning.
The cycle unbroken starts anew with the first breath of the morning.
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3. |
Time & Fate
05:25
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When walls close in
Look around for support
When doors open
Even with the sunlight
When walls close in
Countless hours taken
When doors open
Look before you step
Time & fate work against me in tandem
They are set to mold a choice set in stone
Passing by scenes that have come and gone almost daily
How am I to know if this is the only design
Walls close in, doors open even with the sunlight
Walls close in, doors open then time comes to a stand still
Back and forth we move between the seasons….
Silent as winter fresh like the spring
Passing by scenes that have come and gone almost daily
How am I to know if this is the only design
Walls close in, doors open even with the sunlight
Walls close in, doors open then time comes to a stand still
And once again the day turns out to break us
And once again time & fate against us
And once again the day turns out to break us
And once again time & fate against us
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4. |
Far, So Close
05:08
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So far yet so close
When the skies turn grey on an oddly warm April day.
You should know the change is coming much sooner than they say.
Please take your mother’s word before the wind changes.
So much has been heard but you don’t listen.
Some say you’re horrified.
Others like to look away.
Oh you’ll know when it’s gone.
Once it’s become the bay.
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5. |
Cycles II
02:34
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6. |
Coalesce
05:25
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Moving fast and the sun’s setting.
It paints a blinding picture of realization.
Is every choice an implication of what’s to come?
Is there value in this?
You’ll never fall far from these hands
You’ll never fall far from these words
The broken pieces come together once again
An absence that originates from within
Measure the permanence from the face of the stone
Broken as it seems the answer has been shown
Slowing down it’s broken.
It painted a picture of realization.
Every choice impacts the map of what’s to come.
Is there value in this?
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7. |
Looking Glass
04:19
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Restless, moving from empty room to room.
Each day I play a game with the sky.
A reflection only shows a glimpse of what I’m searching for.
I can only reach so far.
Recount the lines
From the top
Start over
I’m not what I used to be.
I’ve grown but it seems most others around have not.
I’m lucky to have learned all of what I know.
To have those around me for when the wheel keeps turning.
I push my hands against the stone head to toe, keeps me in.
The stone becomes glass I see the world outside there’s no way to leave.
I can’t help but feel content.
Recount the lines (echoing from the stones)
From the top (of the barren valley)
Start over (running with the fear)
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8. |
By the Moonlit Sky
06:40
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Look out, don't give in.
The future is on the line.
Feel it break your spirit.
That's what they've wanted.
I know it's what I've told myself. The cycle is never broken.
I know it's why I've found myself. What is now has already been.
I know it's what I've told myself. The cycle is never broken.
I know it's why I've found myself. What is now has already been.
Break out, defy the mold.
Make your own kingdom.
See it before it's too late.
Freedom is on the line.
I know it's what I've told myself. The cycle is never broken.
I know it's why I've found myself. What is now has already been.
I know it's what I've told myself. The cycle is never broken.
I know it's why I've found myself. What is now has already been.
I went to the sea to sail one night.
By the moonlight sky I saw my dream;
A vast valley between the plateaus
of jagged stone I was running downhill.
Through the dust and the stones.
To what seemed to be a saving grace.
I’m not quite sure what was behind.
I left the ground and found a light.
I was here a time ago.
It came back to me as I knew it would.
As the day comes to end, just to begin again.
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9. |
Cycles III
04:26
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Vaskula Chicago, Illinois
Vaskula is the musical project of composer/multi-instrumentalist John Becker.
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