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Carbonic Machine (Anabolis Catabolis X)
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Lead track on our debut album, Eudaimyon. Recorded in our studio, this is not the album version. The final copy will have some minor changes to the flavour of the song.
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The Carbonic Machine, half the members of Fusion Factor Five combined forces to create the progressive rock powerhouse.
Members: Tristan Hart (Rhythm Guitar, Keyboard, Lead Vocals), Jacob Davis (Lead Guitar, Vocals), Alex Brown (Bass, Vocals), Matt Ritz (Percussion, Vocals). Based out of Augusta, GA.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Progressive Rock
Charts
Peak #551
Peak in subgenre #57
Author
Hart, Ritz, Brown
Rights
2005
Uploaded
February 18, 2006
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:40
Story behind the song
Song #1 from Eudaimyon.
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Carbonic Machine (Anabolis Catabolis X) With all the ocean for a cloak he bore a banner made of clouds And all the sky was his to paint while winged creatures gathered round. Stars and galaxies alike were but the twinkles of her eye, And though a sunset might move men the sun is hers to mesmerize, but The simple fact that she had said it all Is setting me off, which is just what she was waiting to see. All because of something that they’re calling the fall, We’re covering up this beautiful carbonic machine With decorations living in a shotgun shack, It looks so single but it’s stretching way up off the street, Maybe I’m tapping at the back, but I can’t be sure Which way I’m coming, hear your footsteps, I keep knocking, but The beat keeps coming Could you believe she simply left my place for this, The reality is coming at me all the same. I look and listen through the layers for the locks in them, I search the echoes of the voices that rebound her name. Somewhere a fellow sits and wallows, drowning in his deep despair, He’s got a regimen to follow, he is losing all his hair. Somewhere she’s looking at a picture of a thing she’ll never be, She thinks Synthesis will help fix her, give her everything she needs, but think of this: Is there not something there that’s wrong When the world is making noises but you cannot hear a song? Think of this: Is there not something very wrong When you die for just a moment but you fear it for so long? If all deception’s living in a shotgun shack That seems so single but its stretching way up off the street, Why, when I’m tapping at the back can I not be sure Which way I’m coming? Bleeding knuckles, I stop knocking, but The beat keeps coming (x4) Can’t help but wonder what that bitch is doing tonight, I know some numbers but the syllables are way too weak, I tend to wander but it’s late and there’s no trace at all, Of what I’m dreaming, now it’s seeming even more unique. The simple fact that she had said it at all Is setting me off, which is just what she was waiting to see. All because of something that they’re calling the fall We’re covering up this beautiful carbonic machine With decorations living in a shotgun shack, It seems so single, but it’s stretching way up off the street, Me, I’m tapping at the back, but I can’t be sure Where I’m coming, hear your footsteps, I stop knocking, but The beat keeps coming The simple fact that she had said it at all Is setting me off, which is just what she was waiting to see. All because of something that they’re calling the fall We’re covering up this beautiful carbonic machine.
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