Caravan (Instrumental Version)

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Allow me a moment to explain

While you were sleeping the ocean wasn't drained

But transformed

Transformed

It yawned and groaned as it rose from its bed

It stretched, diluted, and extended its head

And took corporeal form

At least, in part, at first

But when it encountered the Earth

It took a deep draw in, extended its arms, and leapt into the sky

Took wing over mountain and it rode on the wind

It traveled the cities, but as the sun dimmed

It grew fat as it cursed at the Earth

It grew fat and it cursed at the Earth

[03:43.71]In a thunderous rage

[03:46.70]And display of bright lights

[03:49.44]It spat and began to give birth

[03:53.47]The bloom is off the rose, at least for me, for me

[03:59.70]The bloom is off the rose, at least for me

[04:06.03]Dogs like me can bark, but the caravan moves on

[04:12.35]Dogs like me can bark, but the caravan just keeps on rolling on

When you finally awoke, a new ocean had formed

Through the clamorous night, the magnificent storm

It fell from the sky to reform and perform

Its endless endeavor in its worn uniform

The Sun, the Moon, the Earth, the shore

Tired metaphors played out before your eyes

Sedation, satisfaction

To be satisfied and entertained

Without any source of intellectual gain

Seems to be what's in fashion there

Interpret the meaning

To mean anything that you want it to be

I've heard those same words fall from my own lips

It falls flat and I question its value

It falls flat and I question its worth

[04:30.81](Better to light a candle

[04:34.36]Than curse at the darkness

[04:37.02]Better to light a candle)

This is the confluence of narrative and naivety

Swallowing a stream of lies and empty poetry

[05:17.02][05:26.00][05:35.52]You don't have to be the one to tell me

[05:21.67][05:29.58][05:39.65]You don't have to be the one to let me down

A catchy way of saying nothing

But a narrative seems to allude to something more

With a purpose and a real direction

But they're just words punched in a template, same mistakes we made before

I, for one, am ****ing tired

Of conceptions that bring nothing new from the womb

If every story's the same

Then the rose has truly lost its bloom

Can you sing it back to me?

[06:27.37]I can't relate to this, I can't relate

[06:31.46]Maybe it's your preference, but I can't relate

[06:42.54][06:58.93][07:03.17](Where is the problem? We're entertained)

My problem's the consistency with every concept made

Don't just tell me a story

What does it convey?

I want to feel something more than just betrayed

You are the problem

I am the problem

Are you satisfied, satisfied?

No, don't be satisfied, satisfied