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The Throne

Michael W. Smith

Triple Feature: Project/The Big Picture/I 2 (Eye)

2010

at the crystal throne

Lightning flashes and thunder echoes
Diamond rainbows fill the sky
Awesome beauty God's provision
Never seen by human eye
Blazing

the curtains at the end of the day
And then we laughed because the room sailed away
Fancy glitter in the summer arcades
Then autumn leaves fall by a winter

concepts

Giving a content to nothing
Playing to capture sensations
Sounds stroking the surface
Imposed discursive correspondence

Limited by conditions

Slow Down

Richie Havens

Wishing Well

2002

The faces in my sleep
Are buried very deep
They only surface when I run in circles

As I go 'round and 'round
I cannot make a sound
I hear

I claim the room
The one that's right next to you
We're connected together
By two tongues and a groove
Phrases in the basement
Echoes on the concrete

the surface
Where the shadows play

And all the dark thoughts
Clouding up my head again
They burn down
Leaving me alone
In the end

Haunted by whispers
That

forward
It echoes in my mind
You'll be there for me
Take a leap of faith
I'll know now I'll adore it
Above the surface
Life is talking under water

It's

whispers, ending the ride,
We carry the echoes, side by side.
Through the dawn of a new day, memories we keep,
In the heart of the music, where dreams are

I pick the flowers in the fields by night
The moon is out and the time is right
I hear the echoes of
I hear the echoes of
I hear the echoes

the surface
Unity resides
But the winds of time blow
Fierce and cold
Fractured echoes of stories old
Yearning for the day when we'll
Stand as one
Beneath

it's the only plan that I got
It's the only plan that I got

And if you try to find me now (Oh oh oh)
I'm in all the echoes that have faded out
So, I'm

Travel Is Dangerous

Mogwai

Mr. Beast

Who might know of this
The notes we left
Our final thoughts
And we knew they'd get ours out

Sink
Sink

Drowned by our country
Old machine,

The Eruption

Emperor

Prometheus: The Discipline of Fire & Demise

2001

And after years in dark tunnels
He came to silence

There was nothing

He realized that the cheering cries of worship
Were but echoes of his

By the banks of the river where the willows grow cold
Wild birds warble the strange soundin' song
By the banks of the river where the waters run

The Emperor's New Clothes

Elton John

Songs from the West Coast

2001

Like a Chinese proverb
We were always searching

Nightlife´s a no-win but nobody noticed
How we killed off the bottles
Looking good on the surface

the surface, out of sight,
In every tear, in every smile,
Lies the journey, mile by mile.

In the pages of my heart,
Where the memories softly speak,
There's

(Verse 1)
In the void, where shadows dwell,
Beneath the surface of a rotting shell,
I hear the whispers of the damned,
In this forsaken, barren land.

Fragments

Jack Johnson

All the Light Above It Too

2017

Your thoughts were afraid of
Secrets that we keep
The surface of our love and hate
Why can't we relate
With ourselves with what we open
Up when it's

knock people down
But I can see I left a few on the ground
And as the train pulls away I can hear the conductor say

Right track wrong train (echoes

(For her love)
By the sun up in heaven, by the moon and the stars (for her love)
By the circling planets
And the lines on the surface, the surface

In the haze of desire, we lose control
Bound by this passion that consumes us whole
In this house of echoes, we silently scream
Addicted to this

In the haze of desire, we lose control
Bound by this passion that consumes us whole
In this house of echoes, we silently scream
Addicted to this

In the haze of desire, we lose control
Bound by this passion that consumes us whole
In this house of echoes, we silently scream
Addicted to this

In the tapestry of our existence, woven by the world rule
We find ourselves entangled in the threads of conformity But beneath the surface, rebellion