{"id":184213,"date":"2023-07-18T11:20:35","date_gmt":"2023-07-18T18:20:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/?p=184213"},"modified":"2023-07-18T11:20:44","modified_gmt":"2023-07-18T18:20:44","slug":"lyrics-for-continuum-hypothesis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/2023\/07\/18\/lyrics-for-continuum-hypothesis\/","title":{"rendered":"Lyrics for Continuum Hypothesis"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Here are the lyrics for my latest album, Continuum Hypothesis…<\/p>\n

Hey<\/h4>\n

Hey
You want to drop those fears
Hey
You want to dry those tears
Hey
Don’t let it get away
Hey
Don’t let the love decay<\/p>\n

Watching for a star to shine
Waiting for a neon sign<\/p>\n

There’s someone out there for you
There’s someone out there for you<\/p>\n

Hey
Don’t wanna run around
Hey
Ain’t gonna back down
Hey
Gotta get on down
Hey
Ain’t gonna mess around<\/p>\n

Watching for a car to shine
Waiting for a yield sign<\/p>\n

There’s someone out there for you
There’s someone out there for you<\/p>\n

Watching for a love to shine
Waiting for a peace sign<\/p>\n

There’s someone out there for you
There’s someone out there for you<\/p>\n

Hey<\/p>\n

Rapacious<\/h4>\n

Money grubbing usury hounds
Lick my bones and eat the marrow
Take the pennies on my eyes
Take two more to brutalize<\/p>\n

This mortal coil becomes rapacious
This mortal coil becomes rapacious
This mortal coil becomes rapacious<\/p>\n

Obsolescence built to last
Breaks before I can get it home
Pyramid schemes keep me alive
I can only afford to die<\/p>\n

This mortal coil becomes rapacious
This mortal coil becomes rapacious
This mortal coil becomes rapacious<\/p>\n

Gotta make some money
Gotta make some money<\/p>\n

Gotta make some money
Gotta make some money<\/p>\n

Can’t afford to eat
Can’t afford my meds
If I get sick now
I guess I’ll be dead
Bill collector’s coming
And the rent is due
Gotta live somewhere
Will bucket seats do?<\/p>\n

Gotta make some money
Gotta make some money<\/p>\n

Can’t afford to eat
Can’t afford my meds
If I get sick now
I guess I’ll be dead
Bill collector’s coming
And the rent is due
Gotta live somewhere
Will bucket seats do?<\/p>\n

Gotta make some money
Gotta make some money
Gotta make some money
Gotta make some money<\/p>\n

We’re all dead now
We’re all dead now<\/p>\n

Antidepressants<\/h4>\n

Sunshine makes things all bright
Moonshine lights up the night<\/p>\n

Torpor conceals the fears
Chatter belies the tears<\/p>\n

Antidepressants keeps me sane
Antidepressants keeps the blues away<\/p>\n

Voices I don’t hear them now
Laughter doesn’t bring me down<\/p>\n

Antidepressants keeps me sane
Antidepressants keeps the blues away<\/p>\n

Free<\/h4>\n

I slink down the alley
No one sees me
I live in the shadows
Cold and free<\/p>\n

I eat from a dumpster
Always undercover
My shoes have a hole
So does my soul<\/p>\n

It’s Empty<\/h4>\n

Sacrificial bougainvillea flowers on the wall
Superficial shopping mall killa starts to crawl

Nothing is
Nothing is<\/p>\n

Really bare<\/p>\n

Nothing is
Nothing is<\/p>\n

Really there
Like a toaster waiting to honor its bread
Food for thought is what we all dread<\/p>\n

Palm trees sway gently in the stifling breeze
Waiting desperately for some kind of relief<\/p>\n

Nothing is
Nothing is<\/p>\n

Really pure<\/p>\n

Nothing is
Nothing is<\/p>\n

Really sure
Because certainty is a reality myth
Perpetrated by doubtless numberless souls<\/p>\n

Empty
Empty
Empty
Vacant<\/p>\n

Empty
Empty
Empty
Vacant<\/p>\n

Empty
Empty
Empty
Vacant<\/p>\n

Empty
Empty
Empty
Vacant<\/p>\n

When the Bombs Fell<\/h4>\n

I took a walk the other day
Looking out across the way
The building just down the street
Was just a big pile of meat<\/p>\n

The sky is pink in the night
The smoke reflects the awful sight
Its almost pretty the gothic gloom
As we await the coming doom<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
That ringing sound<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
Its all we could hear<\/p>\n

A pregnant woman was killed today
Her husband’s tears dripped faraway
The orphaned children sit and cry
They only hope not to die<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
The ground quakes<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
Its all we can feel<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
Red crosses make targets<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
Everyone looses<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
There was no one left to tell<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell
We were invited to hell<\/p>\n

When the bombs fell<\/p>\n

Nothing’s Really Real<\/h4>\n

Come on, come on and ride it
Get it in your sights and light it
Get on your knees don’t fight it
Accept your fear don’t slight it<\/p>\n

Come on, come on and ride it
Get it in your sights and light it
Get on your knees don’t fight it
Accept your fear don’t slight it<\/p>\n

Fear – comes in all
sizes – waits til you
rises – acts as the
prizes til its done<\/p>\n

Fear – comes in all
sizes – waits til you
rises – acts as the
prizes til its done<\/p>\n

Fear – comes in all
sizes – waits til you
rises – acts as the
prizes til its done<\/p>\n

Waiting on deception
Looking for detention
Asking for redemption
Nothing’s really real<\/p>\n

Fear – comes in all
sizes – waits til you
rises – acts as the
prizes til its done<\/p>\n

Come on, come on and ride it
Get it in your sights and light it
Get on your knees don’t fight it
Accept your fear don’t slight it<\/p>\n

Come on, come on and ride it
Get it in your sights and light it
Get on your knees don’t fight it
Accept your fear don’t slight it<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Here are the lyrics for my latest album, Continuum Hypothesis… Hey HeyYou want to drop those fearsHeyYou want to dry those tearsHeyDon’t let it get awayHeyDon’t let the love decay Watching for a star to shineWaiting for a neon sign There’s someone out there for youThere’s someone out there for you HeyDon’t wanna run aroundHeyAin’t […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-184213","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music","category-personal"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2w3Qj-LVb","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184213","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=184213"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184213\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":184214,"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184213\/revisions\/184214"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=184213"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=184213"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.alephnaught.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=184213"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}