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letra de the shape of chaos to come - half empty glasshouse

you should’ve broke my fingers
should’ve ripped out my tongue
should’ve put a bullet in my ear
cuz the instrument is only just a vessel of the mind

did you think that breaking my saxophone would stop me?
that was an ill-considered rationale for violence
it’s a little like ripping up all of newton’s notebooks
and expecting everything on earth to just float into the sky
i am only just a humble theorist of the sounds
studying how they fall when played in open sp-ce
the instrument is only just a vessel of the mind
and my mind is just an instrument of freedom

you might as well of sn-tched my watch and smashed that too because you’re fighting a battle against time
you might as well of set fire to every stage south of the mason-dixon so i would have no place to play

some things are just inevitable
some things are just inevitable

oh, don’t you know that music is just sound
and sound is just vibration
and vibration is just energy
and energy tends towards disorder?

and if energy tends towards disorder
then vibration tends towards disorder
the sound tends towards disorder
then music tends towards disorder
did you think that breaking my saxophone would stop me?
(thought you, thought you, thought you, thought you, thought you heard that last of me)
did you think that breaking my saxophone would stop me?
(thought you, thought you, thought you, thought you, thought you heard that last of me)

ain’t it beautiful?

new york city, here i come
here i come

- half empty glasshouse

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