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@ALBUM: Levitation Album

@SONG: LEVITATION
( - Brock - )
In the darkness I will shine, cast not shadows, nor define
I walk on water, float on air, there's no other to compare
I have this fascination, no cause for a deviation
It's called levitation
There's no cause to start and scream, nor rub your eyes,
this is no dream
Although I sit upon this chair, I rise and float up in the air
I have this fascination, no cause for a deviation
It's called levitation
Magnetic force, repel-attract, once it starts, there's
no turning back
I offer you this chance to learn, take it now
there's no return

@SONG: MOTORWAY CITY
( - Brock - )
Turning star projections, voices from the deep
Throbbing of the engines, you exit from the heat
Paper on the pavement, cars crawling in the road
Emotions of the city, you ease your heavy load
Motorway City, well it ain't the same
Lighting up the night sky, with an orange flame
Motorway City, you exit on the right
Cruising on the highway, driving through the night
Motorway City, well it ain't the same
Lighting up the night sky, with an orange flame

@SONG: WHO'S GONNA WIN THE WAR
( - Brock - )
Lonely figures waiting, shadows on the hill
Looking into valleys where everything is still
Only death is lurking, the creeping sickness waits
Who's gonna win the war, now
Who's gonna win the war, now
Who's gonna win the, who's gonna win the
Who's gonna win the war
Radiation wastelands in the setting sun
Dust clouds they are gathering to obliterate the guns
Already weeds are writing their scriptures in the sand
Who's gonna win the war, now
Who's gonna win the war, now
Who's gonna win the, who's gonna win the
Who's gonna win the war

@SONG: FIFTH SECOND OF FOREVER
( - Brock - )
There's a circle on a paper
High a planet in the sky
From the dust which will not settle
Hours is the time you lie

Track your finger in the cluster
You've found the cause which is called must
Remember always you are nothing
Though others say that you must suss

You must trust the new messiah
Of time which is the passing quasar
A venture short within ourselves
Through the veil of sleek emotion
The mists of dark cannot be felt

@SONG: DUST OF TIME
( - Brock - Bainbridge - Lloyd-Langton - )
Waiting in the valley of all creation
Calling out a song for the state of the nation
I am born of father never related
Frozen in a bank of ice essence liberated

Looking from the future into the past
Footprints of awareness approaching so fast
Queues of sterile mothers waiting for inspection
Populace diminished everywhere there is rejection

Dust of time caught in your eye
A fleeting glimpse gone in a sigh