On an elevator, we exist in a perpetual uncertain state between different floors.

The waking dream ends before it began. Trailing off to quantum uncertainty.

Are you hallucinating again?

Yeah - don't even think Houdini could get himself out of this mess. Ever tried picking the quantum lock on a wormhole?

You're hitchhiking, with no recollection of how you came to be here. A route with an irregular number has never been a positive sign.

Well, it tasted like Creamsicle. Perhaps the giant radioactive insignia on the outside of the flask was meant to be a warning or something. After your sixth beer, you tend to ignore stuff like that.

I'm not a trick of the shadows. You're the trick of light.

The CB Radio in the corner echoes with an idle static, but something sounds peculiar - it's no noise you've ever heard before. There's something intelligent about it, like it's peering out of the speaker and looking right at you.

What kind of twisted infinity loop have you managed to get yourself stuck in? Time seems to weave in and out like some kind of Gordian knot.

You peer out from the diner and see nothing. The further out you gaze, the more dilated the light becomes, leading to an infinite band of seamless white nothing.

an original song from 2004, recently revised.

And now it is time to sleep...

Haven't felt like this in a while...it's good to be back.

1980 called...it wants it's synth back. Keepin' those drums in the pocket...

Happy

Show me a sign...

Laying on your back losing yourself to the stars...

Waste not want not....finished the final lead take at about 3:45am this morning...almost killed me...

A simple little tune that got stuck in my head. I hope to revisit this one soon and add a couple more layers.