I stand on ceilings, my head still, the world spins

They've projected so long now it's burned in

Down the slide, 'tween the lines ever swirling

I feel the patterns collide

Resonant

Four walls reach up to the ceiling

Four walls reach down to the floor

Four walls that keep us believing

Those walls do not have a door

Each day, ear pressed to the glass, your fingers hunt for the cracks and the seams

Unsure what for but there has to be answers, there has to be meaning

To the sequences repeating in the ether, hum you could feel in the walls

To the frequencies weaved in the speakers, that recur and recur in the call

Of the Shepard tone in the telephone, ever-rising behind all you've ever known

Hear the metronome in the stretching stone

Blind to how it guides you, beckons home

Life behind glass, blindly typecast

Time's a tight grasp, fighting my past

All eyes wide as I find the right path

Tide gets high and now I'm the life raft

Crank the entropy to the nth degree

But identity is not a test to beat

Put a new slide up on the projector screen

I'll prove I'm more than just an entity

I stand on ceilings, my head still, the world spins

They've projected so long now it's burned in

Down the slide, 'tween the lines ever swirling

I feel the patterns collide

Resonant

Under the overpass, where roads can overlap

How can you know a path fractured like broken glass?

You can place the pin into the folded map

And see where you begin, between the closing gaps

A-a-a-above, the street, the sky below(Above, the street)

The neon screams, the sirens glow(The sky below, the neon screams)

Between the seams of what you know(The sirens glow, between the seams)

And what it seems(Of what you know)

Find me

Go on/forth/forward

Through dark/fear/unknown

Face trial/test/orchard

That weed might bloom/grow

Eidolon/child/contestant

Down crooked route/zone

In search of answers/question

In search of heaven/home

Spent my life inside of the house, but it's not just me who's tryna get out

Hear the knock deep in the concrete but the song sheet's off-beat

Slidin' around in my mind, it's a violent sound

Don't know which way is up and it won't pipe down

On the side of a high-rise, blind eye to the line that's dividin' the sky and the ground

So the FBC has set me free

Now NYC's seized by entities

See P6 picked for ascendency

'Cause I need to end these AWE's

Been locked in a prison and mocked by the visions

Of a bomb logarithm, Molotov coefficients

Mandelbrot you can plot in the flocks of the pigeons

Like a clot in the system 'tween the not and the isn't

Omniscient, pox-ridden

God's hidden, gone fishin'

Clocks tickin' but it's in an off-rhythm

Paradoxically fighting paroxysm

My cognition's watchin' the block as the plot thickens

The black spots drop from the cough of the mortician

The source of the problem is brought in to prohibit

The rot in the body it thought it was forbidden

From like it's forgiven

And buried after chore bidden

I stand on c—

I've seen through the numbers

Gone past the signs

Thrown out the compass

North star was lying

We try our best to understand

Sometimes the dark has other plans

Shadows don't take too kindly to those who try to rub the lamp

Behind each door a hallway

And down each hall a thousand doors

The shining forms of Broadway

Collapse and fall upon the shore

A tide that calls to enter

You hear the ring and return

It hides the truth off-center

Take off your blinkers and turn(Take off your blinkers and turn)

The world is bent/capsising

It fractures, sings/unfolds

Entwining virus/hijinks

Enraptures/grips/mould

Second place star/attourney

Defend/maintain/protect

Your winding path/journey

To salvage/resurrect

I stand on ceilings, my head still, the world spins

They've projected so long now it's burned in

Down the slide, 'tween the lines ever swirling(Burned in)

I feel the patterns collide(Swirlin', swirlin')

Resonant

Under the overpass, where roads can overlap

How can you know a path fractured like broken glass?

You can place the pin into the folded map

And see where you begin, between the closing gaps

Above, the street, the sky below(Above, the street)

The neon screams, the sirens glow(The sky below, the neon screams)

Between the seams of what you know(The sirens glow, between the seams)

And what it seems(Of what you know)

Find me

Emergent insurgents interred in recursion

Perverse how, reversed, now the tail eats the serpent

Vice-versa, invertin' the firmament

Uncertain where terra firma went

Life's a gas, we're all canaries

One-way shaft to the mortuary

Alight the path, you ought be wary

The light it casts on Ordinary