Young, passionate & loud - Their debut album “In So Many Words” is a rich b… Read Full Bio ↴Young, passionate & loud - Their debut album “In So Many Words” is a rich blend of evocative moods from the likes of Brand New, the dance-happy rhythms of Hot Hot Heat and all the while brandishing the intensity of The Used. InMemory conveys what life and music are all about… in so many words.
At present time Marco Lira sings in The Sound Archives, new band out of Fullerton and Simi Valley California. Comprised of ex-Forever Wings Fold members Nick Depirro, Reilly Herrera and Aric Improta, this progressive rock quartet is sure to catch the ear of Incubus and Head Automatica fans alike.

Soma
InMemory Lyrics

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At last, the child's mind is the the suggestions and the soul of the suggestions is the child's mind. It's not the child's mind only, but the adult's mind, too, for all his life long.

A mind that judges and desires and the trials made up of these suggestions. But, oh-oh these aren't our suggestions, suggestions are extinct. Not long and we'll be children.

The sound...of four thousand electric clocks
We're savages
Exiled...in the name of the higher art
We're peasants on holiday

We're made to scream at the sight of a rose
Just one more gram, just one more dose
I swear, after this, then I'm done for good
I'm pleasantly hallucinating

Once upon a time, there was a thing called soul
And immorality was out of control
I know because my controller told me so
I'm pleasantly hallucinating

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY!
STABILITY!
We'll leave behind...
The most welcome silence when we're gone...

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY!
STABILITY!
We'll leave behind...
The most welcome silence when we're gone

The sound...of four thousand electric clocks
We're savages
Exiled...in the name of the higher art
We're peasants on holiday

How come these paintings are electric shocks?
Repetitions in my headphones and they just don't stop
A couple thousand and they'll make one truth
I'm pleasantly hallucinating

I love her; therefore, I'm promiscuous
But she belongs to everyone, she's so precious
I swear to ford, yeah, we will escape
I'm pleasantly hallucinating

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY!
STABILITY!
We'll leave behind...
The most welcome silence when we're gone...

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY!
STABILITY!
We'll leave behind...
The most welcome silence when we're gone...

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY!
STABILITY!
WE'LL LEAVE BEHIND...
THE MOST WELCOME SILENCE WHEN WE'RE GONE...

WHEN WE'RE GONE!

We'll leave BEHIND...
The most welcome silence when we're GONE!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Soma" by InMemory encompass a range of themes, from the societal pressure to conform to the effects of drugs on the human psyche. The song begins with a comment on the suggestibility of both children and adults - the idea that what we are told shapes our reality, whether we are conscious of it or not. The lyrics also imply that these "suggestions" are no longer viable; they are relics of the past that no longer apply to the present. This idea of change and evolution is further explored throughout the song.

The middle section of "Soma" turns its attention to drugs, specifically hallucinogens. The singer describes their experience with mind-altering substances, claiming to be "pleasantly hallucinating." However, this euphoria is not entirely without consequence. The singer reflects on the downfall of society within the lyrics, invoking the idea of a lost "soul" and the chaos of "immorality." And yet, despite these dark themes, there is always an undercurrent of hopefulness in the lyrics - the belief that things can and will get better.

The chorus of "Soma" repeats the mantra of "Community, Identity, Stability," echoing the idea of societal control and structure. But even within the confines of that structure, the song suggests that there can be pleasure and beauty. Ultimately, the song concludes on the idea of leaving something positive behind - the "most welcome silence" - when we are gone. In doing so, InMemory encourages the listener to reflect on their own legacy and what they will contribute to the world.

Line by Line Meaning

At last, the child's mind is the the suggestions and the soul of the suggestions is the child's mind. It's not the child's mind only, but the adult's mind, too, for all his life long.
The child's mind is influenced by external suggestions while these suggestions also reflect the characteristics of the child's mind. This influence continues throughout adulthood.

A mind that judges and desires and the trials made up of these suggestions. But, oh-oh these aren't our suggestions, suggestions are extinct. Not long and we'll be children.
The mind is formed from various desires and judgments influenced by external factors. However, pure suggestions no longer exist, and soon we'll be naive like children.

The sound...of four thousand electric clocks We're savages Exiled...in the name of the higher art We're peasants on holiday
The sound of multiple clocks shows our mechanized living while we pretend to be civilized in the guise of higher art. We experience leisure as peasants on holidays.

We're made to scream at the sight of a rose Just one more gram, just one more dose I swear, after this, then I'm done for good I'm pleasantly hallucinating
We are conditioned to overreact even to a simple rose while we seek one more dose. We convince ourselves that it's the last time and enjoy our hallucinations.

Once upon a time, there was a thing called soul And immorality was out of control I know because my controller told me so I'm pleasantly hallucinating
A time existed when people believed in soul, but immoral behavior was rampant. Our controller convinces us that we're hallucinating while enjoying our experiences.

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY! STABILITY! We'll leave behind... The most welcome silence when we're gone...
We value a community, identity, and stability that we hope will leave behind the most peaceful silence when we're gone.

The sound...of four thousand electric clocks We're savages Exiled...in the name of the higher art We're peasants on holiday
We're still slaves to mechanization even as we consider ourselves to be savages. We call ourselves artists while continuing to live as peasants.

How come these paintings are electric shocks? Repetitions in my headphones and they just don't stop A couple thousand and they'll make one truth I'm pleasantly hallucinating
We wonder if art is merely electric shocks while we listen to countless repetitions in our headphones. We believe that thousands of repetitions will reveal something true while enjoying our hallucinations.

I love her; therefore, I'm promiscuous But she belongs to everyone, she's so precious I swear to ford, yeah, we will escape I'm pleasantly hallucinating
I justify my infidelity due to love while recognizing that she belongs to everyone. I swear an escape in the name of Ford while continuing to enjoy my hallucinations.

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY! STABILITY! We'll leave behind... The most welcome silence when we're gone...
We believe that a stable community with a strong identity will ensure the most welcoming silence when we're gone.

COMMUNITY! IDENTITY! STABILITY! WE'LL LEAVE BEHIND... THE MOST WELCOME SILENCE WHEN WE'RE GONE...
We continue to emphasize that a steady community, identity, and sense of stability will create a peaceful legacy long after we're gone.

WHEN WE'RE GONE! We'll leave BEHIND... The most welcome silence when we're GONE!
Even when we're gone, the legacy of a serene society will remain.

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