Lost In Time- Our Time (The beginning and ending of what never was)

by Sunny DeVilles

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released April 17, 2016

Mixed by Mike Astrea
Additional guitar by Alejandro Triana

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Track Name: I'm Long Gone
EMPTY ROOM...

If you feel it then don't fake it...
You think I won't?
When I come face to face...
My fates in place...
Dig it dig it...


Tests that I take... Look me in the face... Stare me up and down I swear this is my placement... Left home for a fate that's unknown...
Left the knowledge I've known...
An inexplicable road...

Misunderstanding is the price that I pay... Here...
Misunderstood... I am willing to stay...
Clear...

Typically arranged into a typical arrangement...
I'm typically deranged...
social exchange is fake...
Look me in the face...
And tell me I'm not sincere...
I'm here... Right now...
My intention is clear...

Nowhere to be found...
It's real... It's stature...
To register a crowd...
I'm not dreaming...


This is indeed the only way to my own...
I'm no father... I'm no husband... I'm a man of my own...

Lonesome at my peak... No matter how many of you...
Following my genius is what I naturally do...
Following your genius is all you have as doing...
Follow suit with your own...
No man is better than you!!!

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Hey... Long gone... Last song... I'll sing before I'm gone...

This is the farthest That I've gone.

Hey... Long gone... Last song... I'll sing... This is my last song.

I'm long gone.

Cease all false truth...
Let him breathe... Give him room...
Parish all outside thought...
The gifts of life lie in your heart...
Love... Hate... Time... Space...
Above time I live...
In my space I thrive...
Give me your willful hand...
I'll guide you in darkness...
A guide without plans...
Track Name: Indolent
In times we thought ourselves indolent, we have afterwards discovered that much was accomplished and much was begun in us.

I find... Where I find indolence is where I find infinite lines to rock rhythm with... My life consistent as its ever been... Couldn't write a line if my life depended it...

At arms length I lie...
Beside my cognitive...
Wide eyed... Why fight... The rise to to prominence...
In my current placement...
My genius wouldn't take me...
I couldn't be further from a murmur of my way... Check...
This is the same feeling.... It dawned the same way...
This is the same sun... Setting... On a different day...
What is busy to business...
What is busy to art?
What are societies claims going to do for your heart...
These are realities charms...
As if we knew it at all...
Whilst your forming your rise...
Naturally forming your fall...
We lie.
We lie faces to faces...
the stoic... The scholar... The fallow... The basic...
At arms length I lie beside my cognitive...
Couldn't find a rise till I forgot the bricks...
At arms length I lie beside my cognitive...
Couldn't write a line till I lost the mind...


What is busy to business...
What is busy to art?
What are societies claims going to do for your heart...
These are realities charms...
As if we knew it at all...
Whilst your forming your rise...
Naturally forming your fall...

I find... Where I find indolence
I find... Where I find indolence
I find... Where I find indolence
is where I find infinite lines to rock rhythm with

What is busy to business...
What is busy to art?
What are societies claims going to do for your heart...
These are realities charms...
As if we knew it at all...
Whilst your forming your rise...
Naturally forming your...

I have fallen... The fall has it's fate...
When I'm in the flaw... Still the flaw has its place...
And I'm... Lost in my flaws... Still the fall holds its weight...
Trapped in the laws... Will leave me flat on my face...
Worlds venom is law to lost men who cant find their own music to bop there own heads too...
These men who don't speak in my presence... They've lost there own form while I stand like a statue...
This is status and greed...
Vocation and ease...
Leaders of the world... Not leaders of being...
Comfortable men in there protected beds...
This is the life that they chose...
Why don't they live it for them...
Track Name: Elton
These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,
If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next to nothing,
If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing,
If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing.

This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is,
This the common air that bathes the globe.

Sing the sweet song...
Feel the sweet victory...
Dance to the drums of myself.

Sing your sweet song...
Feel your sweet victory...
Dance to the drums of yourself...

Sing your sweet song
sing my sweet song

Hey... Spent the days of my youth...
face to face with the music...
Face to face with my truth...
I am blank... I am muted...
When my placement is true...
Bear no fruit... I am rooted...
Though alone on my branch...
I oversee what is nuisance...

One way to go... This branch may never take me...
Empty vocations on the list but it'll never break me...
This is my only wish... My wish is in my way...
To fight with passion or make money...
empty souls will break my bank... BANK...

This is the common air for you and me...
This the is difference between common man and you and me...
This is a thousand souls fighting forward for there placement...
If our fight won't signify our truth...
Untie me from my placement...

Sing the sweet song...
Feel the sweet victory...
Dance to the drums of myself.

Sing your sweet song...
Feel your sweet victory...
Dance to the drums of yourself...


Newly re spawned... Re born... Newly formed... New ways to escape... Newly re sought... Re caught... A way to relate...
I've hardly related... To the steps of your making...
Makeshift...
Where... Souls are vacant... In there empty vocations...
These are the thoughts of all men...
If they are not yours... As mine...
What can we call it... What can you call me...
A falling rock...
Delving the depths of myself...

What can you call me...
A falling rock...
Delving the depths of myself...
Track Name: Hit The Floor
I am the moth that bends no more than the still imploring flame...

I am the moth in the light...
Roach on the floor...
I am the moth in the light...
Roach on the floor...
I am the moth in the light...
Roach on the floor...
I am the moth in the light...
Roach on the floor...
Can you hear me on my mic?
What's it for?
I can scream... I can fight...
Am I heard?
I'm a force in my world...
A force to be taken down...
force in your world...
Hit the floor!
I'm the roach on the floor... Can you kill me?
Stubborn sentence in my way... won't die till I've waken...
Repentance will take you for looking me over...
My power has made me... No forces leftover...
For the body's of kings...
Left out of there shine... In the shadows of brink...
I'm highly unwelcome? existence will crumble... the hype you've created... The hype... It is nothing...

Broken boy... Broke my limbs...
All my life... Spare me...
A broken boy... A broken limb...
All my days... Spare me...
Brake me... Please take me from complacence... Faces won't face me in this placement... in my blank states... Disdained I'm in this situation...


I'm approaching my light... Your on the floor.
I am the moth in the light...
Roach on the floor...

Why must you force against me?
Track Name: Quelled
Social suicide...
Subside outside your own... All by yourself...
Lucrative boy... He's not the one.
Robust he's never been.
Plentiful he is not.
A rotting tree inside his head.
Pretending he's a sturdy one...
With one sweep of wind... Every branch would be wiped clean...
Perception everywhere... He must see what I can't see...
Autistic in his thought...
Revoked from all that I believe...
He's overridden selfhood... In belief the outer world won't make the change...
The outer world won't change... You're the planter of your own...
Water those plants inside your head...
Rotten thoughts will come to greenery...

Given green perception... Seen flowers... Seen serenity.
Passed your death day on the social climb... Revisit... Re learn...
We speak our minds...
Inhale the air of inner worlds...
Exhale the rigid negative space you call reality.
You know no reality...
Dead space... A rotting tree... A mind lost in the outer dwellings...
Losing all of his branches...
With years the winds grow more intense.

Goodbye old friend...
I'll miss you and all of your fallen branches.
Hey... Is this not the fate we are faced with...
Compliance in the world...
Will only bring you to complacence...

Is this not the fate we are faced with?

Hey...
I exist as I am.
If no world be aware I sit content,
if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware... and that is myself.


Give me all of your recollection... Give me all that you've learned...
Give me all of your growth...
I'll show you every bridge that you've burned...
Every road you won't cross...
Every chance you won't take...
In spite of all of your change... How much have you changed?
How much have you chased?
Given all of me... There's more of me...
How far will I go?
My life's entirety lies there for me...
entirely engulfed in me...
My lines won't end...
Till life's faithful depart...
My lines lie within me...
My lines will lie in the dirt...
Till I'm deep in the earth...
How far will I go?
How far will I stretch...
I won't be athwart to my own...
I'll be athwart to the rest...
I won't be athwart to my own...
I'm on my faithful path...
Find your way to the depths.
Until we fade to dust.
Track Name: Lost In Time- Our Time
Have we lost the rhythm?
I think we have lost the rhythm.
We are ahead of our time.
I am lost in time.

This is precisely where I would love to be... At all times.

Above time. Above limit. Above rhythm.
Stepping on my time...
Dancing to my rhythm.

We have lost the rhythm... My friend...
We have lost the rhythm... Sweet men!!!

Rekindle with ability...
Relying on my symmetry...

My symmetry isn't rhythmic...
My rhythm like the waves...

My symmetry keeps a balance...

My rhythm will not end...

Off beats my beat... My rhythm is my own.

Stepping into my own!

Sweet fellowship!!!

Sweet men!!!

Believe this beat is true...

In this song there is truth!!!

birthing my own truth!

I am here to find my truth...

These keys... My keys...

My keys to my own!
Track Name: Dearly Departed (The beginning and ending of what never was)
I am becoming the man of the sea
I am no longer the man of concrete
I am becoming the man of the depths
I am no longer the man of surface
From that city new man had surfaced
From that city old man had sunk
Before that city I had a purpose
After that city I had triumph

Forces will fall... Your forces will take you higher...

Somewhere I have parted the that's part of me...
The city scene has distanced me from all I've got...
I turn to me... My inner self, I'm distanced from...
The racket of others tracks take me from...
The depths in all are all I had to fill me up...
Solitude is status and vocation...
Now Lonesome... Not solemn in every station...
Thinking the train could bring escape...
I lost it all upon this train...
City scene that breaks me down...
An empty human casing...
The fueling city is not one that fueled me...
I await the parted me...
So far from me...
Open up and break me down...
I want to see Thyself.
A rider of my own mind...
My unawareness of I...
Unclear why... My awareness of them...
Takes me from the ride preferred...
A rider of thyself...
Rider of the depths.
Where I honed myself the best.