Walking through the world with one hand
Blotting out the sun and another on the bind
I find protection in a mansion of the mind
But I've danced under the open sky
I've been beyond and back in the blinking of an eye
And I don't need to hide in a mansion of the mind
We can hear the sound of silent talking
And read the poetry in motion
And rest our minds between the lines
See through the binding, leave the books behind
It's not here, not there, it's not anywhere
That you can see with eyes open or the mind can understand
It's at the end of ends, look on it when it comes around again
And listen to the sound of silent talking ...
It's a lovely day, I think I'll make my way
To the edges of the ledger, look and leap off from the page
And I don't even care if I vanish in the air
Chugging, organ-laden motorik-psych from Spanish group Melange with lockstep rhythms and kaleidoscopic vocal harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2017