This one’s called The Night of Unknown Subjects.
HQ version here.
This one’s called The Night of Unknown Subjects.
HQ version here.
http://www.sridharsmusic.com/blog/alexandr-rodin/
The mere existence of largely surfacial popular culture proves that man made a choice at one particularly dilemmatic juncture, picking carnal desire over embracing cognitive thought and advancement of knowledge; wherein instant gratification is of higher significance than a more holistic pleasure, doubly comforted by a contagious human greed and ego bloated from scientific advancement perhaps vain in the grand scheme of evolutionary iteration.
Nor does mother nature’s regular albeit catastrophic reminders serve to shake up the helm of the collective conscious, but only to move back to the instantly gratified human 2.0 – a mind satisfied by homogenized drivel, a lifetime of dubious existence fuelled by greed for power, thereby resulting in a grotesque misrepresentation of the true value of thinking life.
http://www.sridharsmusic.com/blog/humanity/
The old man came up to me
He said you’ve got time to go
Boundaries I came to see
I’ve got time no moreI had this dream one night
She came up to me, I came alive
She told me the pieces would fit in
But I’d have to find the lightWhy should I run away from you?
You give me comfort, you let me flow
I hold on here for you
Though there’s temptation belowA wise man came up to me
He said these chains they’d never let go
You’re tying me tighter and tighter
But I’m pining for your loveWhy should I run away from you?
You give me comfort, you let me flow
I hold on here for you
Though there’s temptation below
http://www.sridharsmusic.com/blog/here-for-you/