To Feel My Moment While Drawing Way Outside the Lines

Lateralus icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 09 from the eponymous LP by Tool icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Tool's "Lateralus" album cover. [Formatted]

Black then white are all I see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be
Reaching out to me, it lets me see

As below, so above
Beyond, I imagine, drawing beyond the lines of reason
Push the envelope
Watch it bend

Over-thinking, over-analyzing separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition
Missing opportunities
I must feed my will to feel my moment while drawing way outside the lines

Black then white are all I see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be
Reaching out to me, it lets me see

There is so much more and it beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities

As below, so above
Beyond, I imagine, drawing outside the lines of reason
Push the envelope
Watch it bend

Over-thinking, over-analyzing separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition
Leaving opportunities behind

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line

Reaching out to embrace the random
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come

I embrace my desire
To feel the rhythm
To feel connected enough
To step aside and weep like a widow
To feel inspired
To fathom the power
To witness the beauty
To bathe in the fountain
To swing on the spiral of Our divinity and still be a human

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds
I open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I am reaching up and reaching out
I am reaching for the random or whatever will bewilder me
Yes, whatever will bewilder me, following Our will
When we go where no one has been, we will ride the spiral to the end
And we may just go where no one has been

Spiral out
Keep going

Why Can’t We Just Admit It?

Vicarious icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 01 from the 10,000 Days EP by Tool icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

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Eye on the TV because tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be
Like
     Killed by the husband
     Drowned by the ocean
     Shot by his own son
     She used a poison in his tea and kissed him goodbye
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun until someone dies

Don’t look at me like I am a monster
Frown-out your one face, but with the other stare like a junkie into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying
“Why, oh why?”

Because I need to watch things die from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don’t lie

Why can’t we just admit it?
Why can’t we just admit it?
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing

Neither the brave nor bold were writers of the stories sold
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die from a good safe distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so why can’t we just admit it?

Blood like rain comes down
Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle

Credulous at best your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head out of your hippy haze and give a listen, I shouldn’t have to say it all again
The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it’s always been

We all feed on tragedy
It’s like blood to a vampire

Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

What Became of Subtlety?

Stinkfist icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 01 from the Ænima LP by Tool icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

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Something has to change
This is an undeniable dilemma
Boredom is not a burden anyone should bear

Constant over-stimulation numbs me, but I would not want you any other way

It’s just not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I said, “I don’t want it
“I just need it
“To breathe, to feel, to know I’m alive”

Finger deep within the borderline
Show me that you love me and that we belong together
Relax, turn around and take my hand

I can help you change tired moments into pleasure
Say the word and we will be well upon our way

Blend and balance pain and comfort deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way

But It’s not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I said, “I don’t want it
“I just need it
“To breathe, to feel, to know I’m alive”

Knuckle deep inside the borderline
This may hurt a little but it’s something you’ll get used to
Relax, slip away

There is something kind of sad about the way that things have come to be
Desensitized to everything
What became of subtlety?

How can this mean anything to me if I really don’t feel anything at all?

I’ll keep digging till I feel something

Elbow deep inside the borderline
Show me that you love me and that we belong together

Shoulder deep within the borderline
Relax
Turn around and take my hand

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