Archon

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Jack Vaul

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Did you ever have a dream
About tears in a cylinder 
Or a fear of a Minotaur?
Half man, half animal
Emblematic of an inner war
Did you ever have a vision
That split your psyche like light through a prism?
Did you ever hear a rhythm
That was so hypnotic you got lost to be never found in it?

Jack Vaul is yappin' on and on again
Whacked out on the Klonapin
Laxin' on an ottoman
Raps - I got a lot of them
Stacked up in the dollar bin...
They don't know what I'm offering
Never had a promising career in modelling
I was never a model of clear headed qualities
But I made a promise to my peers I would follow that
Dream that I had about the tears where I bottled them

And hurled them into the ocean
Thinking maybe you would find 'em
But the lines been quiet for 18 years
And I'm going from nice guy to nihilist, I'm
Thinking of requesting another assignment
I could build temples
I could slay giants
And sit atop this broken metal planet like a pilot
But all I've ever been is a writer

Since I was a little kid digging in the dirt 
I've always had a bit of an affinity for words
Found the concept of divinity absurd
'Til I felt the pull within the literary works
Stole the magic and I hid it in a verse
Slid it in between a riddle and a curse
Told the masses I was driven by the churn of a
Rhythm in the middle of the earth

Now everything's a puzzle and a game and a struggle
And a strange blur of muddled everchanging colours on a page
I'm blowing bubbles in the rain
Trying to get my mind off the trouble in my brain
Coming to the stage with a stomach full of flames 
And the blood of all the ancients
Running through my veins
I'll funnel all my rage through a live mic
'Til there's nothing left to say then it's 'night night'

If you really wanted you could be the reason that I stay around
That I keep on breathing 'til the fade out
That I keep from screaming on the way down
And I don't have a map of my meaning
But I'm working one out as I'm seeing
All of these angels chilling with the demons on the playground

Now, whether for the right or for the wrong
I tend to put a lot of myself into my songs
I tend to give a lot of myself and then I watch
As everything I wanted just melts into the fog
I've gotta summon the courage to be strong and
Crawl out from under the rubble to reform it
The last twenty hundred and something I've been dormant
Huddled in a bunker with nothing but these walls

Four corners a torch and a greek chorus...
Boy in a bubble discovers that he's formless
Read thoughts cover to cover and record 'em
One and none other is gonna move me forward
I'm on the one twos looking for a three four
If all of this is untrue, how long can I sleep for?
I don't wanna come to, I just wanna dream more
Under a slumber deeper than the sea floor...

Contradict myself in every second sentence
Like every minute is infinite but every second's precious
Scribble a sketch and then I second guess it
Doublecheck the method and the set and setting
Spending all this time dwelling in my head
I over-edit 'til I've shredded up the sentiment, so 
When it's all said and done its like I never even said it

It's all such a farce it's laughable
Everything
It's all just forces on particles
Playing out their parts in accordance with the laws
Their merry little dance shouldn't bother us at all
But I can't keep calm when confronted by the thought
That the things that we are don't last and are caught in 
Imaginary wars, man we're killing it
Seventy two bars filling up another cylinder

If you really wanted you could be the reason that I stay around
That I keep on breathing 'til the fade out
That I keep from screaming on the way down
And I don't have a map of my meaning
But I'm working one out as I'm seeing
All of these angels chilling with the demons on the playground

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