"Worcac has transformed into an endless, familiar street. Trusting in fate, he begins to explore it."
Narrator
Jason leaves the wooden shack
And steps onto the road
The western town has rearranged its features
It has changed
A seamless, endless street of houses
Terraced buildings, all so similar
He walks along
As the houses change, their faces clearer
He walks along
And they resemble something so familiar
Passing chimneys in the dark
As the windows propagate
And as the morphing slowly terminates
There stands an ageing, darkened home
He can't believe it
As the street it turns into a cul-de-sac and he sees
'57'
The house that he grew up in long ago
- The change -
"Jason's world is reduced to a small terraced house and a cobbled yard. The wall of mist now completely surrounds both himself and the house, illuminated by a single street lamp."
Young Jason
I can hear my mother's music box
It's coming from her bedroom window
Mother, are you there?
Narrator
He wanders through the yard
And opens up the door
The fragrance is so strange
The same as it had always been
The way his mother had kept it clean
He starts to climb the stairs
He's eager to revisit his bedroom
And after such a tiring day
He couldn't think of a better place to stay
A better place to be
Jason
Nothing could've of prepared me for this feeling
To be home again after all these years
And I can't believe who's lying on my bed
Brian the Bear, who once was my best friend
Narrator
He climbs into his bed
Exhausted and confused
He wants to sleep instead
Of living out this fantasy
In this world that's not his own
Brian is close at hand
The comfort of his childhood pleases
He always loved his bed
Jason
I just wish mum and dad were here
Narrator
On the verge of sleeping
Pillow under his head
Maybe he'll awaken somewhere else
- Sleep -
Silent Verse
Time for sleep dear friend of mine
I'll see you in the morning
Your silent deeds don't go un-noticed
I'll forfeit their worth
For now I'll dream a little dream
...until the morning
Narrator
Somewhere it is written
That only a fool
Would try to sleep his madness off in a world of dreams
But who's really right?
And who is wrong?
credits
from The Box (2011),
released July 5, 2011
Written, recorded & produced by Ian Gordon
Impressive music and inspiration
Loved the first EP , loved the concept and the theme.
I managed to order the digipack
Just discover lately that a full album was available. Not even disappointed. Great album , mescaline and the reissued utopium are standout
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