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Live @ The Lucky Dog - 8/11/2006

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Actuate (Cornetta/Trainor)

Executing plan A.
No more drafts, no peer edits.
No rewrites, the time has come.

Panic. Quake. Tremor.

So much for the romance of merit and discipline.
They all want you to be prettier.
Abandon the subtle dance of petrified urgency.

Panic. Quake. Tremor.

Familiar walls catching promises decorating a small brass hook.
The calendar falls into obsoletion but you still count days and weeks.

Sacred numbers dripping from the walls of the cellar,
a Sumerian sense of time.
We've inherited that sticky sweat, the tradition of patience.
Just wait, it'll all come with time.
Things tend to assemble themselves:
the granulated apron of sand, that arborous toupee.
Just wait.

Cognition must reconcile a perfect sequence of contractions;
with heat, vibration and respiration under your control.

Only in the meantime. Meanwhile...
This is not a test of intelligence.
This is the choice the path pivotal and profound.

Sacred numbers dripping from the walls of the cellar,
a Sumerian sense of time.
We've inherited that sticky sweat, the tradition of patience.
Just wait, it'll all come with time.
Things tend to assemble themselves:
the granulated apron of sand, that arborous toupee.
Just wait.

Just a seasonal reflection of who you have become.
Changing winds and mirrors have no bearing on decision.

I remember when I had marble lungs;
never thirsty, always level with the ground,
an easier track for water to run across.
But it never moved.
Just a timid circle of water, never daring enough.

Only in the meantime. Meanwhile...
This is not a test of intelligence.
This is the choice the path pivotal and profound.

So much for the romance of merit and discipline.
They all want you to be prettier.
Abandon the subtle dance of petrified urgency.

Panic. Quake. Tremor.

Have you written it down?
Have you spoken it aloud?
Have you wasted precious ink and paper on epitaphs and eulogies?
There is no now, only in the meantime.
Then what if I wait until tomorrow?
When I have the chance--never now--after I finish this,
when it's convenient?
I don't feel like it.
Never now.
So much for the romance.

Only in the meantime. Meanwhile...
This is not a test of intelligence.
This is the choice the path pivotal and profound.

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from Scrap Metal, released April 23, 2017
All songs written and performed by Seconds Prior. Copyright 2006.

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