1. |
Good Morning Andromeda
02:41
|
|||
2. |
Golden
03:37
|
|||
|
Rays of citric heaven taste like sun love
The dormant gaze of yesterdays no longer showing
The hour of knowing
Color thoughts that once were lost believing
Show what's there your mind's aware don't leave it, grow it
What's inside is outside
From now on as one
Belong
Leaving things that never change alone
See what is right in your sight
Love all that I got to find
Breathe in
Let your lung be sung
Forget
Patterns only let there be one
See what is right in your sight
Love all that I got to find
|
||||
3. |
The Wasp With a Wig
03:49
|
|||
|
Wander a wood alone,
No trail, no direction.
A stranger on a tree,
Soft-spoken like a bee.
Yellow and old with wings so small,
Wonder how it can speak at all.
"Come here," he said to me,
"I've a community"
"If you can hear so small,"
"I'll show you to them all."
In an arbor in Avalon,
Hurry up before it is gone.
You'll find peace of mind.
Sitting on the ground where I once was found.
Everyone around made a lot of sound.
Everyone, everywhere,
Hasn't got a care.
|
||||
4. |
Avalon
03:51
|
|||
|
All is shown, but never known.
Share some sky with dandelion.
Radiate with all that the sun did create.
Close your eyes and see for miles.
Feel the breeze, the breath of trees.
Flying free, vibrating bees.
Love on earth for all that was given no worth.
All have heard what spoke the bird.
UV eyes sedatize the sun.
Butterflies trip up high to feel alive again.
Love today, you'll be okay.
See what's before, don't ask for more.
Nothing to see, just to be.
Torso tall, a golden daffodil won't fall.
You need night to create light.
UV eyes sedatize the sun.
Butterflies trip up high to feel alive again.
Love today, you'll be okay.
|
||||
5. |
Spring Incarnate
04:20
|
|||
|
In bloom, the trees enact a willful gloom.
Through noon a willow wept, it missed the moon.
But what's known is never gone.
Keep an eye on the dragonfly my love.
Wonder why more of us don't even try.
Will Wright spread and took flight.
To know the river flow of white.
The dream-resembled stream of light.
Keep up, but must remind,
Drop out, keep floating down.
Alone we wander paths perceived unknown,
To find the foliage of minds all grown.
Fruit bore from all you swore.
If the eternal inner spring won't last,
Some people only seem to see the past.
They won't see, they only saw.
Live life like they are in a hole,
Climb out and just get over.
Live life like they are way down in a hole,
Fly out and just get over.
|
||||
6. |
Dream Of Waking New
03:58
|
|||
|
Breathing in and out, I lay down.
Suspended on a cloud, long way down.
Turbulence abound, up and down.
Mindful of a dream, I commandeer and peer down.
We are never worlds apart, when you are the in-between.
Mirrored echoes from the heart, bridge your waking and your dream.
Over new ocean,
Break of day.
High time I fight what you say.
River run my way,
Safe with the stream.
Guide your dream to know what you mean.
Cellophane sky-way,
Bright, dim and green.
Wrap your mind to be what you perceive.
|
||||
7. |
Be
02:53
|
|||
|
Be endlessly.
Be what you need.
All I wanted found me,
So much to see and be.
Be an endless smile,
Doubt is denial.
Future is what you see,
Know what you want, and Be.
No thought, no feelings, just Be.
Love unbound me, I'm free.
|
||||
8. |
Samantha Stuck in Space
03:55
|
|||
|
Been thinking of the days when the sun would never lack.
Wondering if those days ever will be coming back.
Remember what was said before,
Never wanted it spoken more.
Been feeling overdue to put my mind back on you.
Still got a lot to do but I first must think it through.
On course to get up off the floor.
Encores of what was felt before.
Never find,
The mire is blind.
What you see you will be,
Look around, feel the ground right in front of me.
Keep moving on a line, being present, not behind.
Keep on reminding you that I am a different kind.
What you see you've not seen before,
Underneath there is something more.
Recall the moments that made a lifetime out of spring.
Although they went away there's a new season to bring.
Don't know what I was waiting for,
You are your own lock on your door.
|
||||
9. |
Again
03:58
|
|||
|
Awaken, I rise to be what I had left behind.
Adrift in summer, forgot what love was for, but no more.
Born to be like the shadows on the wall,
A reflection of all.
Not alone, I keep on going on.
Keep in mind there is so much more to find.
What I will know,
Is how much I give and grow.
Again beautiful,
The unwinding soul vow: be now.
A flower of light is blooming just for you,
We unfold too.
|
||||
10. |
Everything That Rises
04:17
|
|||
|
There is a place I know and go where all life glows.
I find what I am looking for,
This time I won't want more.
Looking around to see what I found,
Vibrance and colors from all sorts of nouns.
Brave little beams from sunlight's dreams,
Bright up the night so all can be seen.
Skim through the sky you once knew as blue,
Now seems a lie, what you see is true.
Though you are just a pebble of sand,
Bring limitless eyes and love in your hand.
Stay all day,
May remain.
While I stopped searching I found why this place is mine.
Inside my hand, a tangerine,
Prisms of pulp exploding a scene.
To my surprise, when looking inside,
I can see God pulsating alive.
Taking a bite, my tongue alight,
Swallowing all that I came to find.
Learning to be this place all the time,
Keeping all love forwards and behind.
Stay this way,
May remain.
Break away,
Stay, I may.
|
||||
If you like Alpha Centauri, you may also like:
What Are We Really Even Doing?
by Francie Moon
A bonafide New Jersey garage rock ripper from Francie Moon plunges fearlessly into the murky depths of psychedelia and blues.
go to album
Ring of Flowers
by Epic Reflexes
Epic Reflexes, from New Orleans, deliver a psych-y rock record with billowing waves of guitar and big, joyous vocals.
go to album
This Austin group stitches together the synthesized sounds of the '80s & '90s with '00s indie & '70s AM gold, all under glitchy electronics.
go to album
Elevated psychedelic pop from Austinmer, Australia.
go to album
Gorgeously epic dream pop from Jakarta, Iyam accents their gauzy melodies with glossy synths and crisp drums.
go to album
Everything is Light and Sound
by The Galaxy Electric
featured on Bandcamp Radio May 3, 2016
go to album
When The Roses Come Again
by Daniel Bachman
Musician and folklorist Daniel Bachman composes sonic epistles that seek hope in a complicated present.
go to album
