When it falls, there is no more surface
Crumbled away into different versions
The conditions hotter than a furnace
And I don't ever feel furnished
With the means to survive this terror
So, set forth my own internal measures
My mind skips and drifts into space
Whilst I await news that could take forever
The details of this seem so meta
Yet ethereal and light as a feather
Looking down on articles from above
Into the void I now feel so tethered
When it all falls, we fall within
When it all falls, we feel the sting
Of lies and decay that's been brewing
When it all falls, we start to spin
As it falls, we see the drop emerging
As it falls, inertia keeps us turning
As it falls, we inhabit new realms
As it falls, we create new versions
When it falls, there is nothing solid, no mass
No net to fall into, there is nothing to catch
The wide world feels small and suddenly flat
We fell together, at once, we were dashed
There is no guidance, waves crash on solitary islands
Closed minds, hearts and eyelids
Internal compasses off track and lost
Yet we still have those mental tyrants
Giving us messages we can't seem to ignore
Despite contemplating the hidden metaphors
The wise words we seek in that darkness
Let us examine the idea of something more
When it all falls, we fall in cycles
When it all falls, we aren't entitled
To truth, messages or any lights
When it all falls, we lose our vitals
As it falls, we see the drop emerging
As it falls, inertia keeps us turning
As it falls, we inhabit new realms
As it falls, we create new versions
When it falls, we see the end of living
Glass floors shatter, we float with no rhythm
Ghost melodies play in the distance
A sign of our demise, we start singing
I always felt the end would be more dramatic
That it would be louder, more emphatic
But, it all fell off without a sound being made
There was radio silence, just static
Vibrancy and colour seemed to fade
All that we once had, has now decayed
The lucky ones were left to a elegant hall
Like many, I was forced to remain,
When it all falls, we drift into spirits
When it all falls we defy physics
We are elsewhere, something different
When it all falls, we finally see we have no limits
As it falls, we see the drop emerging
As it falls, inertia keeps us turning
As it falls, we inhabit new realms
As it falls, we create new versions
credits
from Of The Ocean,
released April 21, 2023
Written and produced by Joshua Miles
Brain Rapp’s recent album deals with the ups and downs of real life: health scares, bad breakups and newfound love. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2017