[Trip-Hop, 90 BPM, moody atmospheric, male spoken-word vocals, soft electric piano, upright bass, minimal electronic drums, ambient pads, subtle strings, vinyl scratches, echo/reverb effects] [Verse 1] Above me lies a land, [soft piano + upright bass, ambient pad] Below me lies a land, [minimal electronic drums enter] And all around, the same vast land— [reverb on vocals] It presses on my head. [pad swell] I’m swaddled in that country, [echo on key words] As if a corpse in cemetery. [soft strings subtle] From every side a howling voice, [vinyl scratch effects, ambient pad] In tongues that give no choice. [voice delay] It is the Toad, who conducts the society choir, [isolated vocal effect for the Toad] Shouting: "Faster! Higher! Stronger! More!" [short vocal shouts, reverb] My path is narrow, one foot wide, [bass groove steady, minimal drums] Rails to the left, a graveyard fence to the right. [piano motifs] There—flowers, mushrooms, needles, moss, [pad swell] A big striped fly. [ambient textures] I am at peace, I glide. [echo tail on final words] [Verse 2] What kind will you be, tomorrow’s bottom, [soft piano + bass intro] For the finest specimens of the planet, [pads swell] The third away from the Sun, [ambient texture] The fifth window, the fourth floor — I got ’em. [subtle drum beat] And the eternal leak in the toilet [vinyl scratch effect] Of a secret, nameless reservation [ambient pads] Spanning one-sixth of the Earth’s dry land — [soft strings] The transpersonal Committee will decide, [bass groove + minimal drums] Which has eyes and ears everywhere — [echo on "eyes and ears"] Yours. Or are they? Look yourself — [voice delay] The world is beautiful inside each one. [piano + pad] Outside — the same old swings. [soft ambient strings] Do you hear it? The imitators-mockers with wings, [subtle reverb, echo] Changing the storyline, discourse, mimicking [ambient texture] The Environment. [drone pad] As comrade Lao Tzu once said, [spoken word delay] What you sow, that shall become the harvest, you bet. [pad swell, echo tail] [Break] Oh vulture, bird of tomorrow’s bliss, [soft piano + ambient pad] Don’t hover over my head like this. [subtle strings] For tomorrow, I have done no wrong, [minimal drums] So today, I’m innocent — or am I wrong? [echo on "or am I wrong?"] [Chorus + Repeat] My path is narrow, one foot wide, [full instrumentation: piano + bass + minimal drums + pads] Rails to the left, a graveyard fence to the right. [echo on key words] There — flowers, mushrooms, needles, moss, [pad swell] A big striped fly, I am at peace, I glide. [echo tail on "I glide"] Do you hear it? The imitators-mockers with wings, [vocal delay, pad swell] Changing the storyline, discourse, mimicking [subtle strings + bass groove] The Environment. [ambient pad] As comrade Lao Tzu once said, [spoken word reverb] What you sow, that shall become the harvest, you bet. [fade out piano + bass + pad]
