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The Empyrean

The Empyrean is the eighth solo album by John Frusciante, released worldwide on January 20, 2009 through Record Collection. Frusciante did not plan on a following tour, as he instead wanted to focus on writing and recording. The Empyrean peaked at number 151 on the US Billboard 200 as well as number seven on the Top Heatseekers. On release it made number 105 on the UK Albums Chart. Frusciante said that the record "was recorded on and off between December 2006 and March 2008," and is a concept album that tells "a single story both musically and lyrically." The Empyrean contains a version of Tim Buckley's "Song to the Siren", from his 1970 album Starsailor. The record also features an array of collaborators and guest musicians, including Frusciante's bandmate F… more »

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In the big house of your mind
It's been a long pause, I don't mind
No need to forgive us or apologise
We live in the same town
It's built on lies
You know what will come now
See it in your eyes
Come get to the safehouse
You need to look out
That you don't stick around
You won't get very far
The walls they are gone now
They blew my mind
I can't believe how
This house stands upright
I live in the streets now
No roof above
Cause you always told me
There's no proof of love
Invite, entice, enlighten
Invite, entice, enlighten, fight
In the big house
In the big house
In the big house
In the big house
Everyone's here, they come with my fear
That they're gonna live with me in here
They hope to find that I am the light
They follow me blind, cause they're afraid of the night
No, I live alone in the big house
So there's nobody home, when I burn it down
When there's no one around, no life to be found
There's nobody to leave behind in the ash on the ground
I invite you on the stained couch
If that's what you'd do to sleep in my house
You can take off your clothes to breathe on my nose
But you can't stay the night; there's just not enough light
You would think I'd grow stronger
I mean, I've been doing it much longer
But I still cry for my mother
Whenever I'm cared for again
You should get out of the house, she says
With a box in her hand
That has stuff that I gave her
Which meant I was out of my head
Ancestral, colossal
A sister in a brothel
A system, of causes
A list of analysis
Ancestral / I stand and wait out at the gates now
Colossal / Like no one can see the beauty of being with me now
Suuressa / We look and search for the big crowds
Talossa / But no one can feel the freedom of breathing like me now
Open the doors to your house
Open the doors
Let me in
Open the doors
Open the doors to your house
Open the doors
Open the doors
Let me in
Suuressa Talossa
Suuressa Metsässä
Don't be useless
I said: don't be useless
If all life is chiral, learn ambidexterity
You can turn over the spiral for gyral variety
Switch your laterality to mirror reality
So when the spiral it comes
Then the spiral it comes to an end
It started with the spiral
It ends with the spiral
Unbury your thoughts, accept your thoughtlessness
Leap through the pane, till your free, tardigrades
Then the spiral will turn and a fire will burn
In the big house
Of your mind
Be gyral
Beat the Spiral
Be gyral
Beat the Spiral

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