Nirvana, Pink Floyd, Pearl Jam, Foo Fighters, Nine Inch Nails, The sound a cat makes when you put it in a microwave, Radiohead, Alice In Chains, Bob Dylan, Sonic Youth, Stone Temple Pilots, Ozzy/Black Sabbath/Dio, Soundgarden, Led Zeppelin, Wolfmother
The face, of a thousand dying children, all the same.
They cry and look to the sky, asking for the pain to be wiped away.
The sky opens up and the gold dust pours from the clouds, from the heavens, freeing the small ones to venture the earth once more.
To discover their true entities.
The wife of an angry man cries out for help, as the children, touched by the golden dust of the sky.
Help
The man living in the woods, a thousand miles from true civilization and sanity, calls the children "the gold ones".
The gold ones speak the truth of humanity.
"but what is humanity?" you must ask yourself.
From the element fire, to the element of water, both have a mystical entity that brings us life, and death.
Darkness... Darkness...
The man saw only darkness in his own reflection. The children had grown up and had become old, as he. But he remains ageless in the darkness. The war in the earth, happening beneath all of our feet, destroying every one of us.
But there is one light, at the end of the tunnel, that the man cannot find, because he has been rendered blind by the screaming of a thousand demons.
*solo*
Thousands, thousands...
*solo*
Golden children... Golden child...
He found the light, but the light was not one that was welcoming. The darkness had taken the light, and turned it into an all to familiar light. It was that of fire, in which he has felt for a thousand years, as he has been trapped in his own mind, being tortured by a thousand soulless people.
I was walking down the road
And I came across a friend named Ted
And he had a boat, he called Fred
He told me that he could fly, really high in the sky
High in the sky
So
We started to fly
And then I jumped and shouted “Me, oh my!”
Cause this guy could use magic in the sky
(he could use magic in the sky)
Ted, Ted the trucker, fly above, in the sky
Oh, he can go very high
That trucker was my friend
And he could fly boats in the sky
Yeah
He’s Ted the trucker, and he can fly in the sky
Ted on his boat named Fred
Took me far and wide
We went to the end (ooh babe) of the sky
We went into space and visited his cousin on mars
(His cousin on mars, ooh baby)
Then I woke up, in Ted’s truck
It was all a dream, and I woke up
He’s Ted the trucker, and he had a flying boat, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
*solo*
Yeah
*more solo*
Yeah
Ted the trucker dropped me off at a truck stop
Never saw my friend again
But every night, I go back again
Yeah
(every night he goes back again to truck stop)
To find Ted, the trucker
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby oooh yeaaah
Billboard
This is what boredom sounds like.
Also, if you want to hear what further boredom sounds like, feel free to click the picture below, and download the Album-A-Day we made.
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