Statement of Intent / Black Monument Theme
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โฑ๏ธ 5:45 duration
๐ ID: 25743842
๐ Lyrics
Knowing what we know now
The mind searches for reconciliation
Arches and angles that don't meet
Materials that bow and shudder
Tall and broad, these things cast shadows
Indomitable structures that buckle as they pivot
Top-heavy, overloaded, how can it stand?
Joints and sockets disconnect
The morphous looming, groaning and scraping
We find ourselves questioning dimensions and density
Envisioning whole spheres
The surfaces fracture as cracks emerge
As it separates from the form, it breaks apart
Unfamiliar fragments, jagged and sharp
Lines to nowhere, volumes that hold no mass
Shades of color mutate
Grids once recreate depth, flatten again and again
As a result, breath becomes shallow
Pulse in throat, confrontation
Dislocation by avenues and blocks
Whole neighborhoods upturned, officials conflict
Reclaiming, presenting, representing
Compositioning, recompositioning
Dental frames frozen, motion caught, stored
Violence hardening, stuttering
Blurred but obvious, can you feel it in your system?
It arches, your eyes are different, so from disbelief
There are shots from the crowd, safety is in question
As future unfolds in rapid succession
We walk in arrhythmic procession
The mourning has transformed regression
Built upon heights of oppression
How can it stand? Declarations, demonstrations
Statement of intent, I'll tell you what we want
What is the thing that makes you feel like your heart is growing?
We want to see light touching surfaces
We want to see light touching surfaces
We want to see light touching surfaces
So we choose our next move
The time is now, it has always been
Respond or do, pass the gun and get through because
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
The mind searches for reconciliation
Arches and angles that don't meet
Materials that bow and shudder
Tall and broad, these things cast shadows
Indomitable structures that buckle as they pivot
Top-heavy, overloaded, how can it stand?
Joints and sockets disconnect
The morphous looming, groaning and scraping
We find ourselves questioning dimensions and density
Envisioning whole spheres
The surfaces fracture as cracks emerge
As it separates from the form, it breaks apart
Unfamiliar fragments, jagged and sharp
Lines to nowhere, volumes that hold no mass
Shades of color mutate
Grids once recreate depth, flatten again and again
As a result, breath becomes shallow
Pulse in throat, confrontation
Dislocation by avenues and blocks
Whole neighborhoods upturned, officials conflict
Reclaiming, presenting, representing
Compositioning, recompositioning
Dental frames frozen, motion caught, stored
Violence hardening, stuttering
Blurred but obvious, can you feel it in your system?
It arches, your eyes are different, so from disbelief
There are shots from the crowd, safety is in question
As future unfolds in rapid succession
We walk in arrhythmic procession
The mourning has transformed regression
Built upon heights of oppression
How can it stand? Declarations, demonstrations
Statement of intent, I'll tell you what we want
What is the thing that makes you feel like your heart is growing?
We want to see light touching surfaces
We want to see light touching surfaces
We want to see light touching surfaces
So we choose our next move
The time is now, it has always been
Respond or do, pass the gun and get through because
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Some things never change like monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments
Black monuments, black monuments