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The Fragmentation of Dreams

by The Trashcans

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Isolation 16:41
Isolation from this Ignorance is bliss I sit alone I disregard all thoughts I forget the pain Felt by everyone I don’t care If the world burns away Let others fight For whatever might be right They say that world is burning away But I really couldn’t less about what they say As long as I can drown myself in pointless sound I really don’t care about what goes on around
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We all sat in dim rooms Illuminated by falsehoods Rooms made for sleep and living Washed our thoughts away The excessive glowing Made us ignorant of what’s inside How could we not see? The mind-numbing lights moved with us They made us think that we were Close to those we’d never meet And for those who discovered The illusions of the gleam They wished the dark wouldn’t fade in more The iron is getting cold
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It was such a beautiful thing The memories are so blissful indeed The sounds created sweet melodies It was such a beautiful thing
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I’ve forgotten much Everyone is gone No one will remember me I wish I were gone Am I even here? Who was I supposed to know? It doesn’t matter now Everyone is gone
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Gray sky floating Tinged with orange, yellow, and white Blue peeks through timidly Hinting at a brighter day Green foliage towering Elevating dark horizons The darker its shadows The brighter the sky gleams
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Cobwebs drape gently over branches Leaves inside wither slowly Just like a brittle oven roasting Willows weeping, widows sleeping Widow eating, hollows deepen A father with long limbs brakes Giants assume him lifeless But he's just pausing for rest Willows weeping, widows sleeping Widow eating, hollows deepen
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You fly (x3) I die Crying Dying Fading Heaven rise God lies Heaven rise God lies
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It was such a beautiful thing The memories are so blissful indeed The sounds created sweet melodies It was such a beautiful thing
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Imitations of ice with coal colored frames Cold, damped blurs with raindrop stains Parallel tears float towards the ground Even in clusters, they hardly make a sound White rabbits sporting dark green ears Plump and fluffed, just like angora hairs
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Faint electronic glows A lightly chilled wind blows Water drops onto the windows Blue light tinges beige paint Big feet patter downstairs White book counting sixteen While soft thinking persists Youthful minds are drifting While nature sounds are gifting No one knows how to give blessings
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Fountain Smooth skin Fade in Breathing Maintain Posture Rushing Water Sun heat Warm light Soft meat Eyes bright
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Huffing rotted gases in an alleyway Smoking novocaine in a trashcan How can I breath today Needless pretty sounds from a nice house Just need some more industrial moans
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Hello mister, where are you going? Why aren’t you paying attention? Surely you see the burning fires And smell the smoky ashes You’ve probably heard the screaming Coming from darkened houses Or maybe you noticed more gray As the sun gets duller May ask where are your friends? It’s strange that you walk alone here With nothing but black robes And a rusted scythe

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released December 1, 2014

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The Trashcans Raleigh, North Carolina

The primarily solo music project of multi-instrumentalist and bedroom producer Jack Thompson. The sounds and styles presented here are highly eclectic and varied, as it is mostly meant to be a personal exploration of what this artist does best before moving on to a more conceptually unified persona. So, in a sense, this page is a garbage bin of ideas, some more disposable than others. Still fun. ... more

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