Ideomotor
The Agonist Lyrics

We are but prisoners, of waterfalls.
We are trapped by the uncontrollable forces of nature.

We stand on broken ribs, faces to the glass we drown.
We are broken and suffocating in our surroundings.

Heavy mileage on our minds.
Our minds are weighed down by the burden of experience.

We wrap the Earth in cerebral folds.
We analyze and interpret the world around us in complex ways.

And the corpse we carry really is a weight we'd like to throw.
Our past experiences and mistakes feel like a heavy burden.

We love the strange new animals, we love the fearful plants.
We find beauty and interest in the unfamiliar and unexpected.

And we all surrender, turpentine to rid us of our past.
We accept change and seek to move on from our mistakes and regrets.

You would walk the rotten hillside, you would taste the clouds bellow.
You are willing to explore and experience life to its fullest.

But the world you walk is running water through valleys in palms of hands.
The world is constantly changing and unpredictable.

We all know we will be respected by greed and death and loathed by clarity.
We are aware of the harsh realities of life and how they affect us.

Jettisoned.
Discard, abandon, or throw away.

Emotions flood the banks. The valleys overflow.
Our emotions are overwhelming and hard to contain.

If only memory served us better!
We wish we could remember more clearly and accurately.

We swim to dry our souls.
We try to cleanse and heal ourselves emotionally.

Dolphins have more dignity.
We feel inferior and lack confidence or self-worth.

Sleepwalking helicopter,
Our actions feel automatic or out of our control.

Gracefully deceased.
We acknowledge the beauty in death and endings.

Beauty makes the blind weep.
Beauty can be overwhelming and emotionally impactful.

To describe a song in color is a portrait's symphony.
A song can be interpreted in many artistic ways.

The light drips on closed eyelids, through holes and weathered sheets.
We experience sensory and emotional overload.

Curiosity stands up where strange faces hide and seek.
We are driven by the desire to explore and understand the unknown.

Warming the webs of electricity that dragnet the city;
The city is a complex network of energy and connectedness.

Confusing power with duty, a place with trees like origami!
We are conflicted between societal expectations and our own desires.

Monstrous theories dance with nightmares on the horizon.
We are haunted by our fears and anxieties.

Absolute equinox.
A moment of perfect balance and harmony, but also uncertainty.

Listening to history in the present, planets approach the lupine walks.
We are aware of our place in time and the vastness of the universe.

Offering flowers to the dirt.
Honoring the cycle of life and death.

Like paralyzed dancers we decline and smile and flee.
We feel trapped in our circumstances but try to put on a brave face.

But with years of past devotion, the crushing atmosphere is bitter-sweet.
We have complicated feelings about our past experiences.

In my waterfall, here, in Earth I'll slowly disappear.
We realize our own impermanence and mortality.