Molten Rocks - Odd Times [Audio]

Molten Rocks performing "Odd Times", from the EP "Molten Rocks"

Emanuele De Rienzo - lead vocals, lyrics
Michele De Rienzo - drums, backing vocals
Fabio Giovini - rhythm & lead guitar, backing vocals
Dario Vignudini - rhythm guitar, backing vocals
Leandro Limoncelli - bass, piano, backing vocals

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Riccardo Vandelli @ The Groundfloor Recording Studio.
https://www.thegroundfloorstudio.com/

LYRICS:
Stranded in a neverland
A makeshift paradise
Strands of swaying Caribbean leaves
To please your inner eye
Perfect place to lie

Drag myself through heavy sand
My stiff legs won't obey
The pixels on the horizon now
Don't seem that far away
I knew I couldn't stay

Heavy eyes, I still stumble on
To the hedge where my world shifted form,
Beyond this haven of pretence and glee
Could I still see?

The forest sends a low buzzing call,
As I search for a sort of rabbit hole,
Looking to peer through the blinds
To escape from this vacation in my mind

Static smothering my breath
Thick darkness breaks my fall
A mellow tone emerges from
The space within the walls
"Why would you want to go?

Foolish would be to forfeit
a joy programmed with ease,
A world where life's misfortunes are
a long extinct disease,
Designed to soothe and please"

Feel my senses once more overflow
With the flavors that bent consciences so low
But I can't help retch at sugars so thin,
too blended in

No more sunblades will pierce through my eyes
Shake the sand off my feet and firmly rise
Scream out at the dim interface
"You won't hold me in this sense-forlorn place!"

"Dare you
Stoutly claim
Your submission's won?
I won't
Ease my grip
'Till I say you're done!
You sought,
Far from life,
Leisure of the mind;
Reason
And freewill
For pleasure you resigned!
You did this
To yourself!
You're to blame and mourn!" (x4)

No!
No!
I let myself drown in sloth enough
My mistakes won't write my epitaph
I saw the scam behind the liquid light
I take the blame, but you won't take me alive
The ebb and flow, we weren't born to flee
Locked in our sandbox, we just cease to be
So you will leave me be

The echoes clear, the ceiling restored
Embraces the water path
Winding to the naked shore
Shivers of zephyr
Caressing my skin,
The thrill of fresh endeavors
Prompts a new life to begin

No longer a still image, but words jolted on a page
By a writer with a pilgrim's mind
And the eyes of a sage,
I cease at last to idly float
And I stand in the sun,
The silk beams dry my wrinkles
And revive my will to run

Racing the undertow
Wings to my heels,
Pushing to exhaustion
To remember how it feels
Famished for reality,
Stretching out my hand,
I'll leap my deal of abysses
As soon as I touch the land

As long as I touch the land