Silent Planet’s new album “Everything Was Sound“ is out now!
Directed by Kevin Johnson
LYRICS:
Lustrous lines obscured by opaque blinds - frozen metacarpals tap tap tap the window glass. Syncopated staccatos with the broken clock synchronized with my post-traumatic ticks ticks - talking to the space in the room that echoes back indiscernibly to my disconnected self/self - it’s self-consuming, what’s ensuing is my undoing - the nightly casualty of war. [01]
And it sounds like this: War, endless war.
In my endless dance with entropy I must rescind my sentience, the sickness that I know. [02] Rearrange the disarray of disintegrated senses - puzzle pieces, spectral splinters of a soldier’s worn and tattered soul. In my endless dance with entropy I must rescind my sentience, the sickness that I know.
Machines of air looking down on us [03] - the beasts of dust as we grapple heel and hand, [04] mud and sand, (blood red oil) [05]