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Ye Wiles lyrics - In Appreciation Of Zoltan Zodaly
| Title: |
In Appreciation Of Zoltan Zodaly |
| Artist: |
Ye Wiles |
| Album: |
Fine Words Butter No Parsnips |
| Year: |
2001 |
| Submitted by: |
Jon Williams |
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A fabricated room within which one can sit and always be enclosed by material/images.
This would feature sackcloth, the backdrop would imitate
regal and egyption designs as if he worea headdress. This could
be a painting similar in form to the last of the old guard creative
collective. Each and every thought encroached on the shapes, pictures,
paintings etc. etc.
recluse is weak - four walls - escher stares back at him - four walls
The human shape would be me, but i'm just a shadow, who cannot leave
his bedroom, chew on the leather strap, in a room of fiction still he shuts his eyes,
will he leave his bedroom, i picture nothing will, a fastening of fiction
stalls activity, to reel from the window no further than these four walls...
i've got to tell you, won't you listen, the scornfull phrase, Recluse is weak, what
then do you say if it's picking up speed and picking up heat, i don't
want to die a death within these four walls
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