Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
American Alchemy
Performer
Circa 54
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah reynolds
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah reynolds
Producer
Lyrics
It still is too risky
Too uncontrolled
You've lost the urge to experiment
To explore
I don't think that I could stand up
To the man that you think I am
He'd
Punish me for daring to challenge his views
So I'll
Get so drunk that I can't stand but
Somehow I still give a damn
About all of these things that I didn't choose
I don't see myself how you imagine that I do
But the light you been painting me in
Has been sticking to my skin like glue
Mama told me I'd find people like you in this life
But she couldn't find the words to steer me clear of my own knife
Which would you rather be, paralyzed or dead?
Don't try to play God
Some choices are not yours to make
When the obstetrician has to decide
Which to save, the mother or the child -
Who plays God then?
It's part of the game
You trembled when you recognized
That innocence can't synthesize but
Would you trade your bliss for deeper peace?
The lies that I was told before you were in my life
Somehow hold a stronger grip on you
Than they do me
I don't see myself how you imagine that I do
But the light you been painting me in
Has been sticking to my skin like glue
Mama told me I'd find people like you in this life
But she couldn't find the words to steer me clear of my own knife
Nothing's unbelievable if you have the nerve to experiment
Our bodies are capable of adjusting in ways we've hardly dreamt of
If we can only find the key
I'm so close now, so very close
Can't you realize
Can't you see?
There's a pattern to all that lives
An order and arrangement
She had a heart
And a brain
And her spirit was in both, not in one or the other
No
I'll give her a brain and a heart
Yes, and what of her soul?
You say you love her
You can remember her love for you
Then how can you make of her
An experiment of horror?
If your posture matched with mine
How could you still stand behind
That indifference that you dress up in for show?
But how can anybody blame
A little boy for finding things
That his father had found 20 years ago?
All the skill in science I possess was meant for this
Life has a pattern
The whole pattern of my life is shaping itself to save her now
And you intend to go through with it?
Yes
Sleep my darling
Writer(s): Noah Reynolds
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