Category: Radio Method

Stay calm – this is just a test
Where we see what happens next
To you and you and you
Welcome to the simulation

Now everyone steps in line
It’s resolution time
With you and you and you
Will you survive the integration?

Is this the new machine age?
Have we been left behind?
Replace the inefficient
And who is next in line?

This is a new society
With improved machines to see
That you and you and you
Are listening to the instructions

You’ll understand if we
Take steps to guarantee
That you and you and you
Are happy with the reconstruction

Is this the new machine age?
Have we been left behind?
Replace the inefficient
And who is next in line?

Is this the new machine age?
Is this the great design?
Replace the ineffective
And who is next in line?

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

He stands upon the detail passed
The tower plans are growing fast
And why exactly is he wrong?
He doesn’t stop himself for long

And he’s fading
Collision and tears
Progressive regression
Isn’t it clear
That he’s failing
Division and fears
Selective exceptions
Thoughts interfere

He feels the weight of crossing lines
Or falling back on old designs
Descend in circles to the right
A spiral staircase of some height

And he’s fading
Collision and tears
Progressive regression
Isn’t it clear
That he’s failing
Division and fears
Selective exceptions
Thoughts interfere

With this waiting
Revision for years
Instinctive deletions
Nothing to hear
Except the hating
Derision and sneers
Directive deflected
The monkey gear

Where he was standing
Is now collapsing
To his amazement
His words are lost

And he’s fading
Collision and tears
Progressive regression
Isn’t it clear
That he’s failing
Division and fears
Selective exceptions
Thoughts interfere

With this waiting
Revision for years
Instinctive deletions
Nothing to hear
Except the hating
Derision and sneers
Directive deflected
The monkey gear

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

You’re talking
Trying to distract me
Or is it that exactly
Am I incorrect?

I still see
The residue of feeling
Collecting on the ceiling
Where you’d least expect

Unnerving
Now you have to pretend
That you did not believe them
Do you disagree?

They’re staring
Is it your suspicion
Or the exhibition
Of regret they see?

It’s harmless – the meaning
You feel it – the shift
The knowledge – the science
The pressure – the rift
Remember – the question
It’s ruined – the end
A near miss – believe this
You lie still – again

You’re thinking
It’s only an expression
One of us will question
Are you sure you could?

I still feel
The residue of failure
Significantly later
Than they said I would

It’s harmless – the meaning
You feel it – the shift
The knowledge – the science
The pressure – the rift
Remember – the question
It’s ruined – the end
A near miss – believe this
You lie still – again

It’s harmless

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

It seems we left
Intrigued by flashing lights and quiet sounds
To find out why

We can’t explain
The monuments we’ve seen or what they mean
You won’t believe

We do not know
Exactly where we are or where we’re from
And we don’t care

Are we intelligent life or
Oblivions?
Have you been watching the sky for
Oblivions?

We’re bathed in light
The faceless beauty here, it calms the mind
It is sublime

We can’t return
With these uncertainties about ourselves
We’ll disconnect

Are we intelligent life or
Oblivions?
Have you been watching the sky for
Oblivions?

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

So this is progress
The future now
And this is all that science will allow

The modern landscape
The modern age
The promise of tomorrow here today

Would you believe it
If you could see it?

We define
Realign
And send another function call
We refine
The design
But we’ve already seen it all

So we’re the product
Enlightened minds
And we have all the answers they could find

If you could see it
Would you believe it?

We define
Realign
And send another function call
We refine
The design
But we’ve already seen it all

Is this the process?
The rise and fall
Is this the happy ending to it all?

We define
Realign
And send another function call
We refine
The design
But we’ve already seen it all

We define
Realign
Ensuring we’re still functional
And it’s time
To resign
But we don’t really care at all

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

Has there ever been a time you’d forgotten who you were?
Are you not culpable?
The moment you decide an impossible return
Are you uncomfortable?

Steady…
Steady…

A misdirected truth you’ve accepted what you’ve learned
It’s so predictable
An aching deep inside you pretended wasn’t there
Are you uncomfortable?

Steady…
Steady…

Filter through desire and suppress the willing urge
Are you emotional?
Forget you’re civilized and become what you once were
Are you uncomfortable?

Steady…
Steady…

(words:  Trever Keith / music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

They explained it all
“Exhibiting remarkable insight”
But when you saw the plans
It didn’t seem like it would work

So now you’re left alone
Inventing your emotional crises
But knowing how it’s done
You still struggle like a child

And I’ll find out who is
Responsible for this
I will hear somebody’s
Sincere apologies

And I’ll find out who is
Responsible for this
I guarantee someone
Will pay for what they’ve done

And I’ll find out who is
Responsible for this
It must be somebody’s
Responsibility

And I’ll find out who is
Responsible for this

The perfect rationale
Recited by the innocent victim
Another plastic day
In your perfect plastic life

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

Safe in what you’ve been told
Of everything
Sure that someone up here
Is listening
You are the precious ones
That we see through
We hear all your whispering
Behind the moon

I am the lights that disappear
I am the longing and the fear
I am the echo in your ear
I am the sky collector

I am the rushing and the drone
I am the truth you’ve always known
I am the glory and the stone
I am the sky collector

Make all your mysteries
Into the truth
Believe in the desperate lies
That serve as proof
Fail to detect the signs
Making the news
Kneel to invisible gods
Created for you

I am the lights that disappear
I am the longing and the fear
I am the echo in your ear
I am the sky collector

I am the rushing and the drone
I am the truth you’ve always known
I am the glory and the stone
I am the sky collector

I am the faithful on their knees
I am the smoke and burning trees
I am the secrets neatly filed
I am the dream of every child
I am the carvings in the rock
I am the myoclonic shock
I am your telescopic sight
I am your panic in the night

Sleep willing passengers
Watch the displays
Freed by the cynical ones
The transmission fades

I am the lights that disappear
I am the longing and the fear
I am the echo in your ear
I am the sky collector

I am the rushing and the drone
I am the truth you’ve always known
I am the glory and the stone
I am the sky collector

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

Regard the source of your security
You can’t imagine what it means to me

Collect assurances of livelihood
The words could make this end the way it should
You clutch the picture as if that makes sense
Another thousand words will make no difference anyway

The day is moving closer
When your world freezes over (and over)
And how will you involve me
When your world is dissolving?
Reply:
Reproach/resign

Deny the secret and deny the plan
Control the reason and control the man
A few adjustments to what you perceive
The perfect slogan could make anyone believe anything

The day is moving closer
When your world freezes over (and over)
And how will you involve me
When your world is dissolving
Reply:
Reproach/resign

All at once the makers turn the screws
Where will you be when they break the news?

The day is moving closer
When your world freezes over (and over)
And how will you involve me
When your world is dissolving?
Reply:
Reproach/resign

And how will you involve me?

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)

Can it be:
You watch the world unwind
And carefully
Consider how much is in your mind

Now you see
The reason disappear
And rapidly
The sense of danger becoming clear

Quickening
The mind abruptly reels
Our crumbling things
Suggest renewal but still it feels
Like we’re
Right there

Feels like we’re at the end

On the screen
You see we’re prospering
With each machine
Progressing further toward something

Anvil strike
And just above the din
A sound just like
Abandoned cities is creeping in

Quickening
A moment’s thought reveals
Alarming things
About our future and still it feels
Like we’re
Right there

Feels like we’re at the end
Feels like we’re at the end

(words and music:  Blinman/Ashburn)