作词 : Pulp Content / 低俗内容
作曲 : Pulp Content / 低俗内容
Journey to the moon
I sat in a can of steel
Away from the lakes and the hills
All the lights in a line
The stars of the night
Are calling me to rise
Through a loop
An interlude
I set my course to the moon
An instant of satisfaction
I get drown in the ever expanding desires
You rise you fly to the top
To the end where you stop
You sail to the darkest side of the map
Becoming a part of the black
I entered a hole
A ball made of mirrors sent by my friends
I open the windows to shake all their hands
Together we dance
He took me out of my cabinet out of my comfort and plans
He cuts off my belts and my suit and my mask
I can finally laugh
I’ll never stop
I’ll try to hold my breath as long as I have
I’ll never reach the destination taught by my dads
At the door
When the wolf
Waits at the door
To eat you and you whole
Family
In the sleep
Having a tiny dream
in the clouds
To the south
A messenger from out
The galaxy
An alien ship
Pronouncing your
Destiny
You cannot change
The murmuring sea
You’ve never seen
Such a crowd
You cannot tell
What happens now
A giant ball
From above
Fall into the plot
Of perfect life
Well written lies
Kaleidoscopes and stars
Through the glass
At the last
The deepest darkest pit
The weirdest fish
A sudden glitch
Deciding your
Ending
You can only watch
It coming
You cut yourself
To make a change
You fall asleep
On the train
Pink Pathfinder
A silver craft floating in the space
Broken glass, the frame disintegrate
A beeping sound loosing all the bolts
One last push and never coming home
Tired of waiting in deserted
Expectation of dismay
Finding, nothing in the end
The emptiness beyond you grave
You’ll never reach the destination
Set in the begin
Fuel is gone direction left
You failed to live to see the edge
A lifeless chunk of pink aluminum
Falling to the burning stellar lamp
It spins and hops and laughs across the clouds
The dirty interplanetary mouth
Chasing after non-existing
Creatures drinking in the bar
Emitting waves to everywhere
Waking all the sleeping stars
You’ll never find the answers
To the questions in your heart
The electron flowing in your blood’s
The pink pathfinder’s only lust