Story Behind The Song

It's is about disillusionment, and coming to terms.

Lyrics

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Magnetic Monopoles



I search in the ditches with blowtorch and chisel

I don't think I'll find you I'm very sorry

Though my trucks have their hitches and quotas of Diesel

I can only cover so much territory



I flew in the faces of normative structures

Don't know if you got my gist or summary

Who knew in those days of cognitive conjectures, that

The saddle-point sat on a dromedary

And

~You live with the moles, go down rabbit holes, you're elusive as magnetic monopoles ... Now I go my way you stick with your clay I'm done for the day, that's all I can say ...



I counted to ten and then drank at the fountain

But it just had a theorem and a corollary

Don't know how much of an arsenal you maintain

When time comes I'll take on your artillery


I looked at you long, with my hard rock eyes

You sprung out a razor cut me up in three

A third is in ashes, one portion is dust,

The rest I'm counting on to set me free

~You live with the moles, go down rabbit holes, you're elusive as magnetic monopoles ... Now I go my way you stick with your clay I'm done for the day, that's all I can say ...

I withstood the needle and the riddle of the sphinx, collages of dreams with in vacuo screams, (and) the hovering clouds with portents of bloodshed,

I stayed in lockstep with each tooth in each gear, the clear and the murky, the dark and the dreadful, was plumb in the line of the fire and the brimstone ...

But I don't think I'll find you I'm very sorry

~You live with the moles, go down rabbit holes, you're elusive as magnetic monopoles ... Now I go my way you stick with your clay I'm done for the day, that's all I can say ...

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Ionut Mirel Udrea	Best Electronic	2/11/2016