At Last Omniscience by Pencarrow Lyrics
[i. Dawn Simulation]
[ii. Nostalgia Trip]
Falling down through time and space
Back when I could win a race
Receding themes that make no sense
Suggesting that I just relent
What we hear now may evocate the past
Illuminating futures ahead of us
Unable to explain my ongoing absences
A different day, a different face
Spring soon forms from winter’s grace
The resurrection underway
A brand new dawn to simulate
From all we can tell and stories we impart
Our thoughts once confined may live on without us
I need to stop and get a grip, blatant nostalgia trip
[iii. Marbled Disillusion]
There is a time to say goodbye
And a time to say hello
There is a time to draw the curtain on this final show
When you’re eventually consumed
By your own marbled disillusion
How will I incite hope when you’re so inspired by despair?
There is a time to reflect
A time to anticipate
But when you return, you may arrive to find you’re too late
[iv. Escape Velocity]
You’ll soon come to realise, that every object of desire
Will one day rise up and reach its escape velocity
Perhaps a blessing? Perhaps a curse?
To know your own event horizon
I guess life will break us down
Until at last, omniscience lets our tired souls transcend
Both for here and now
And forever
[ii. Nostalgia Trip]
Falling down through time and space
Back when I could win a race
Receding themes that make no sense
Suggesting that I just relent
What we hear now may evocate the past
Illuminating futures ahead of us
Unable to explain my ongoing absences
A different day, a different face
Spring soon forms from winter’s grace
The resurrection underway
A brand new dawn to simulate
From all we can tell and stories we impart
Our thoughts once confined may live on without us
I need to stop and get a grip, blatant nostalgia trip
[iii. Marbled Disillusion]
There is a time to say goodbye
And a time to say hello
There is a time to draw the curtain on this final show
When you’re eventually consumed
By your own marbled disillusion
How will I incite hope when you’re so inspired by despair?
There is a time to reflect
A time to anticipate
But when you return, you may arrive to find you’re too late
[iv. Escape Velocity]
You’ll soon come to realise, that every object of desire
Will one day rise up and reach its escape velocity
Perhaps a blessing? Perhaps a curse?
To know your own event horizon
I guess life will break us down
Until at last, omniscience lets our tired souls transcend
Both for here and now
And forever