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by Bear Worship

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1.
My mind is loose It's burning like an engine It's clicking like a turnstile Just humming like an island. I wanna sort The art from the artifice Turn dust into industry Pull it from the ether. My mind is loose It's breathing like a new year Calling like a clock tower It's reining in an ocean. I wanna see The art not the artifice The art not the artifice I know, I know, I know, I know, I know... My mind is loose It's burning like an engine It's clicking like a turnstile Just humming like an island. My mind is loose It's breathing like a new year Calling like a clock tower It's reigning in an ocean. I wanna see The art in the artifice The art in the artifice I know, I know, I know, I know, I know...
2.
Shimmerings 03:59
Feel it in the neighbourhoods In the avenues Feel it like bad bones Feel it in the things we are thinking It keep shimmering While everything's unending The only thing about us that is changing. Feel it in the centres In the peripheries Feel it like an atom bomb Feel it in the waves that are breaking It keeps shimmering While everything is changing The only thing about us that's unending. I don't see with the clearest view And I don't hear so well And I don't talk so well But I can feel an overwhelming hue In the neighbourhood In the periphery Feel it like bad bones Feel it in the stuff we are saying It keeps shimmering While everything's unending The only thing about us that is changing. Feel it in the centre In our extremities Feel it like buck shot Feel it in the waves we are making It keeps shimmering While everything is changing The only thing about us that's unending. It keeps shimmering While everything's unending The only thing about us that is changing. It keeps shimmering While everything is changing The only thing about us that's unending. I don't see with the clearest view And I don't hear so well And I don't talk so well But I can feel an overwhelming hue.
3.
Galapagos 03:39
The monsters were hiding And lying in wait for me. All teeth and saliva I felt their breath on my feet. But when I grew older I came to realise That houses aren't haunted Just unoccupied The memory of a ritual The more I learn the less I know. The stars above me Like apertures of light They seem to perforate The Cimmerian night. And as I grow older My shroud of arrogance falls All of my convictions Become nothing at all. The memory of a ritual The more I learn the less I know.
4.
Our Friends 04:23
I don't belong here at all No I don't belong here at all Do I? And you are looking kind of lost Yeah you are looking kind of lost Well so am I. We'll call our friends. We'll call our friends. Yeah you are looking kind of lost. Yeah you are looking kind of lost Well so am I. And I don't belong here at all. No I don't belong here at all. We'll call our friends. We'll call our friends. We'll call our friends. We'll call our friends.
5.
Frequency 03:48
We are just vibrations Tones and modulations. I can hear a cadence Out in the firmament. Leave me here tonight Leave me here tonight In the noise. Did you feel its heart beating? The rhythm of the muscle within? Living in an age of wonder Riding on a wave of colour. Leave me here tonight Leave me here tonight In the noise. This frequency's alive. This frequency's alive. This frequency's alive.
6.
Pagodas 05:33
The sun has risen from its sleep Its face illuminates pagodas in the east. Oh such language makes me yawn There's no meaning if it's beauty nothing more. And if a vacancy resounds The kids are quiet when they're moving underground. So I will say what must be said The art's not over it's machinery that's dead. I have seen the people in the street below I have seen the ashes and the afterglow I have felt the movement of a steady flow Going with the current not the undertow. Since I've discarded childish things Nothing comes close to the joy they used to bring So I bathe in cathode rays And I'm assaulted by the vacuum of our age. The sun will soon return to rest And there will only be a shadow in the west Before that dream decays I wanna look back and see the cresting of a wave. I have seen the people in the street below I have seen the ashes and the afterglow I have felt the movement of a steady flow Going with the current not the undertow.
7.
Plastic A brave new frontier in living and science Stacked modular housing Comfort and security for all Where each domicile is crowned with an aerial Like antennae to paradise. Productivity and athleticism combine In a purity of the body and mind. The typist's pirouetting fingertips make a memory of pen and ink. With daily strides in pharmaceuticals Hystericism and melancholia now belong to the past Discarded with the superstitions of an unenlightened age As chewing strengthens the jawline Directing the mind to wholesome pursuits. Strong-branched tree of progress fortified with true endeavour A wonder store of printed colour In half-tone and lithograph. Men and women of tomorrow May your watchwords be vitality and progress. Pylons hum in harmony Miles and miles of cash machines: Junk as far as we can see Illusions of modernity. Pylons hum in harmony Miles and miles of cash machines: Junk as far as we can see Illusions of modernity. Antiquated circuitry The future's not what it used to be: Junk as far as we can see Illusions of modernity.
8.
Stoicism 04:07
Beneath my tissue is a skeletal form It's been dying since the day it was born Though it's alone it never needed friends A stoical creature 'til the end. And it's known pleasure that's made its blood sing Illuminating everything. Oh, magnificent machine, or so it seems. Open the door and let me in... out... in... out... in In my garden I see the weeds bloom They're not ugly, they testify to The wonder that's always captivated me The elegance of biology. And I've known beauty that's brought me to my knees Not an image, an abdominal squeeze. Oh, passion can make me cry tears of joy and I know why: It screams existence is not enough.
9.
It isn't nothing Oh, it's not for nothing Here in this light. It isn't nothing It's not for nothing In this light. Oh, if I could give you something Give you something That's not for nothing I'll be fine. Here in this life. 'Cos in the end It's always been A wondrous waste of time. A willing friend A discipline A wondrous waste of time. An old machine An alchemy A wondrous waste of time. My laboured love The meaning of This wondrous waste of time. No I don't mind. No I don't mind. This wondrous waste of time. No I don't mind. How could I mind? This wondrous waste of time. And in the end I hope I've been A worthwhile waste of your time.

credits

released June 15, 2017

Engineered by Stephen Shannon at Experimental Audio, Dublin.
Recorded by Bear Worship and Stephen Shannon.
Produced by Bear Worship.
Mastered by Richard Dowling at WAV Mastering, Limerick.

Vocals, synths, guitar, bass, percussion, programming - Karl Knuttel.
Bass on tracks 3, 5, & 8 - Liam Marley.
Drums on tracks 5 & 8 - Lorcan Bourke.
Drums on track 1 - Brian O'Higgins.
Drums on tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, & 9 - Dave Hingerty.
Spoken word on track 7 - The Late David Turpin.
Additional production, programming and soundscapes - Stephen Shannon.

All songs written by Bear Worship except track 7, written by Bear Worship and The Late David Turpin.

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