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The Seeds
02:00
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You brought us back, We are the seeds of the empathy. Of elders, of wisdom, of warriors, of the perfect design. Lost with yourselves. Fleet of us seeds sent down to this place to be your human race. Lost with yourselves. Fleet of us seeds sent down to this place to be your human race.
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Waiting
05:46
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An exceptional race of beings saw the coming of their end. Years of careless. Possessive. Brought them extinction. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Elected elders, scientists, farmers, warriors came together. Meridian. Barren Meteor field. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Together they sowed the essence of their elite into the glassy earth. Seeds that will one day be ejected from the surface of the planet to ensure their species is reborn to begin again. Seeds that will one day be ejected from the surface of the planet to ensure their species is reborn to begin again. Their time comes to an end shortly thereafter. Impacts in the form of violent meteor showers litter the field. Tear the planet to the core. Washed away by the cosmic downpour. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Some make it to earth and are shattered violently. We began our lives as hoped.
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It's a Long Story
06:16
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She looked up to find her tears ravaged the earth, the life out of their beauty. Now color has faded. Brown seeps back into her veins. Mother of the land, saddened. Wilting from the hand while she wept. She looks to the sky for solace. Corner of her eye, she sees him come back. With that heavy smile the ground begins to warm. A flood of color returns to the planet. Back to life.
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At the Section
05:44
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Seems like we've been here before at the section of doubt and exhaustion. Now where to go? Then where to stay? Pulled from one and taken to be split. Ripped in two. One of me has got to sit. Both of me can never be the same. Try to find peace of mind without me. Definite, resolute without me. Been here before but one of us forgot how. Seems like we've been here before at the section of down and exhaustion. Now where to go? Then where to stay? Fine, no change. Where's the real end? One of me has got to sit. Both of me can never be the same. Try to find peace of mind without me. Definite, resolute without me. Been here before but one of us forgot how. I'll take the path that keeps leading me back to the point where we met before and came conclude that there's no point. At the section there is no real end. At the section there is no real end. One of us sits on the side like we both haven't the time to be here. Believing that we both must have taken away the other choice. One of us sits on the side like we both haven't the time to be here. Believing that we both must have taken away the other choice. Now, where to go? Definite, resolute without me. Been here before.
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No Amount of Knowledge
05:24
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Rising up from the mud. Rising up from the murky mud homo erectus has begun to emerge, coded for the adapting. Panic, from the new danger. One chance to decide whether to live or die. Coded for adaptation. Protein based survival mechanisms. Coded for adaptation. Protein based survival mechanisms. Coded for adaptation. Protein based survival mechanisms. Passed from mother to the child, protecting the strongest at best. To have foreseen the world as it devours. When a situation is so unprecedented that no amount of knowledge or experience is adequate to master it, then the ignorant are more fit to deal with it than the learned and experienced. The unknown and untried give it, as it were, a special fitness to the unfit. The unfit as it were. Facing the unknown. Facing the unknown without knowledge of the dangers laying ahead. Now run and hide. Lead us to our path. Now run and hide. Lead us to our path where we have been yearning to learn as one. Driven to adapt into more than we thought we had built inside our heads. Born as the plan for the next teachers of the way to survive and delay danger and senseless thinking. Struggle to keep alive one sapien. Would you believe they hadn't the mind to have foreseen?
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The Loss
07:10
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It is one thing to be alone. It is an entirely different feeling to be left alone by the one who knows you. Without incident, without conflict, they must have been putting on a show for all those years or they suddenly let the demons consume them, as they no longer seem to be able to handle anybody. Although they know you, you can’t help but think that they also know that you are not right without them. Yet knowing this, they choose to disappear. Loosing them without a goodbye feels a bit like they just died. When one moment they are very near you and the very next they have vanished, you feel as if you may see them again. In fact, you are certain that you will. Not in person, but rather in spirit perhaps.
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