[Chorus 1] Toppling, The Acropolis, Taunts and mocks, Disturbing Nymphs watching you still, They are twisting time, Toppling, The Acropolis, Taunts and mocks, Disturbing Nymphs watching you still, They are twisting time. [Verse 1] Home to Gods & kings, Long forgot or turned to dust, The lie in their perspective, Built foundations, You were taught to trust, On sand unfit to show, A grain of truth, No less hold a city raised too high, By giddy selves with, Precious & pernicious pride. [Verse 2] Symbols of each heart-hope, And scarred incisive mind, Writ in stones against the sky, Now haunt their authors still, Despite misplaced, When each voice weighed, In equal measure hewn, See, not every beast may know a master, Yet all shepherds & their ghosts, Require a flock. [Chorus 2] Toppling, The Acropolis, Taunts and mocks, Disturbing Nymphs watching you still, They are twisting time, Toppling, The Acropolis, Taunts and mocks, Disturbing Nymphs watching you still, They are twisting time. [Verse 3] The Man-made serpent, Wearing three blue beards, Looks down from his, Opulent perfection, Sees the futures we neglect, As we are.... [Chorus 3] Toppling, The Acropolis, Taunts and mocks, Disturbing Nymphs watching you still, They are twisting time, Toppling, The Acropolis, Taunts and mocks, Disturbing Nymphs watching you still, They are twisting time.

[Verse 1] Art is for the heart’s sake, It’s memory lost in a conceit, And love is for tomorrow, Today lays waiting in between. [Pre Chorus1] Higher and higher, You spin through the sky, Don’t give in, Leave the dream, To the nightmare that guides. [Chorus2] Ten thousand days, Ten thousand days, Until the revelation, [Ten thousand days] Forgotten or forgiven,[Ten thousand days] Deification justifies, [Ten thousand days] The Club, Demands it’s price, Which I would never pay, To gain just, Ten Thousand Days. [Verse 2] Hope and fear: polemic, Conniving, conspiring, To throw you, Plummeting, Suddenly you’ll become, All the little things you’ve done. [Pre Chorus2] Higher and higher, You spin through the sky, Don’t give in, Leave the dream, To the nightmare that guides. [Chorus2] Ten thousand days, Ten thousand days, Until the revelation, [Ten thousand days] Forgotten or forgiven,[Ten thousand days] Deification justifies, [Ten thousand days] The Club, Demands it’s price, Which I would never pay, To gain just, Ten Thousand Days.

[verse 1] Monsters in your head, Keeping you sane, Let you rage, Inhibiting pain, Tearing a way, Through iniquities shit-show, Perfidity’s too, Complicit to blame. [Pre Chr 1] While the villain in your mind, [...the villain in your mind] Breaks all that he won’t steal to keep, [...steal to keep] That’s when the monsters in your head, [...the monsters come] Come alive, To help and to heal. [Chr 1] The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead, The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead. [verse 2] “Much ado about little or nothing,” While the wicked take the breath of your voice, To squeeze and to mould, And to prick it and choke, ‘til, Choices change too little too late. [Pre Chr 2] While the villain in your mind, [...the villain in your mind] Breaks all that he won’t steal to keep, [...steal to keep] That’s when the monsters in your head, [...the monsters come] Come alive, To help and to heal. [Chr 2] The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead, The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead. [solos] [verse 3] Urban fears clothed in whispers, Sold to a silent high bid, Reimagining’s seeds, Twisting and helpless, Reaching, hungry, For cerebral bread. [verse 4] Aspirations, Of listless invasions, Making homes, In the cracks of your mind, Whispering, In language and cadence, Tricksy as a choir fallen quiet. [Verse 5] Everybody, Wants it to be real, Everyone, Wants it to seem, To have been, The grain of truth that grew, To suffice, even here, Amongst lies. [Pre Chr 3] While the villain in your mind, Breaks all that he won’t steal to keep, That’s when the monsters in your head, Come alive, To help and to heal. [Pre Chr 4] While the villain in your mind, [...the villain in your mind] Breaks all that he won’t steal to keep, [...steal to keep] That’s when the monsters in your head, [...the monsters come] Come alive, To help and to heal. [Chr 3] The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead, The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead. [Chr 4] The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead, The Monsters in your head, Are not the beasts who want you dead.

[Verse 1] Packed to the rafters, With reminders & hints, The tail-ends of laughter And the diminishing glint, Of par-light and white blinders’, Retinal flash, Of released inhibitions, Left stuck in the cracks. [Chorus 1] Don’t, You ever let the revolution of beauty simply, Fall back from, Your hands, Your heart demands. [Verse 2] The stillness of blackout, Hears naysayers say, We are over reacting, Not playing the game, Yet the truths that we had, Seemingly curdle and gag, Contractions still-birthed, From semi-literate hacks. [Chorus 2] Don’t, You ever let the revolution of beauty simply, Fall back from, Your hands, Your heart demands. [Middle] Here, Where arguments sang, Now a voice hangs, remaining, Sadly explaining the start, left behind, Where there are always two sides to a psyche, And dulled facets there, Waiting to shine, Saying, “Be clever, Be important, In fact... Don’t let revolution relax, Don’t let revolution relax.” [Chorus 3] Don’t, You ever let the revolution of beauty simply, Fall back from, Your hands, Your heart demands.

[Verse 1] The embrace of strangers on an empty train, Keeps shadows cast by broken hearts at bay, Piece by piece they are picked up by the conductor, Who collected the stains of trashy lives of others, Whose voices honestly proclaim, And applaud as you saw. [chorus 1] There is no love in this house, [...there is no love in this house] Anymore. [...there is no love in this house] [Verse 2] There is someone who stands, Beyond the periphery of witnesses’, Greedy consumption of photons and faces, Confessions whose anonymous thrift, Of identity grinds, The mill wheel of counterfeit shame, And declared in the voice, Of the chaff as it falls. [chorus 2] There is no love in this house, [...there is no love in this house] Anymore. [...there is no love in this house] [Verse 3] Who creeps like a thief, Bringing gifts of assurance, And freedom from leaning on, Crutches of hunger, Before his departing breath fades, ‘Till it’s missed, And it’s too late to sleep, Your ghosts come home to plunder, And with slight of hand write on your wall. [chorus 3] There is no love in this house, [...there is no love in this house] Anymore. [Verse 4] Now a contortionist craving, Nirvana of stillness, Sits watching the door, Like a cat with a question, Feels a heartbeat, But it is it her own that she hears, “Am I on the right side, or should I have left”, Too late or too soon, She escapes with a whisper, While metamorphosing moonlight calls. [chorus 4] There is no love in this house, [...there is no love in this house] There is no love in this house, There is no love in this house, [...there is no love in this house] There is no love in this house, [...there is no love in this house] Anymore...

[verse 1] Icicles are growing, While inside you feel the sunrise, Climb and fall, Ten thousand times. [chorus 1] The Mythologist, Shows you why, [Every story is a dream] Hanging in the breeze, With scents of coriander, [Each dream is just a story told] His lithesome wiles surprise, The flights of maiden fluttering-bys, [So dream your own] As Will-o’-the-Wisp winks, Comes a’courting Lady Mischief, [And find your own story] And by and by a while, Names, ‘Consequence’, Their only daughter. [verse 2] This world became so very strange, Yet the same desires provoke, A curiosity in Kings. [chorus 2] The Mythologist, Shows you why, [Every story is a dream] Hanging in the breeze, With scents of coriander, [Each dream is just a story told] His lithesome wiles surprise, The flights of maiden fluttering-bys, [So dream your own] As Will-o’-the-Wisp winks, Comes a’courting Lady Mischief, [And find your own story] And by and by a while, Names, ‘Consequence’, Their only daughter. [solos] [chorus 3] The Mythologist, Shows you why, [Every story is a dream] Hanging in the breeze, With scents of coriander, [Each dream is just a story told] His lithesome wiles surprise, The flights of maiden fluttering-bys, [So dream your own] As Will-o’-the-Wisp winks, Comes a’courting Lady Mischief, [And find your own story] And by and by a while, Names, ‘Consequence’, Their only daughter.

[verse 1] I shall fall quiet, Long after you’ve listened, Forget tropes that clothe, You with silent submissions. [verse 2] Find all that a’fears you, Are phantasms grieving, Formless yet sharp, As the memory of needles. [chorus 1] Shut your mouth, Shut your mouth, Then I will quiet, And let the complex chord, Ring out, Shut your mouth, Shut. [verse 3] Still the choir, And let the compass spin, Witness the stories, Come to rest where we’ll begin. [chorus 2] Shut your mouth, Shut your mouth, Then I will quiet, And let the complex chord, Ring out, Shut your mouth. Shut. [chorus 3] Shut your mouth, Shut your mouth, Then I will quiet, And let the complex chord, Ring out, Shut your mouth. Shut.

[verse 1] Time breaks, Now and then, Then and now, It’s fragments, And fractures, Are whole in their potentia, An elemental sacred cow. [verse 2] Time brakes, A little here, A little there, It’s rapture, Manufactures, A triumph over futile growth, Toward a dying star. [chorus 1] Silencing even the Sirens, Silencing even the Sirens, Silencing even the Sirens, And their songs. [middle] Time breaks every-when, To come again another day, It’s hunger soars, As time breaks every-when, To come again in stranger ways, On younger shores, Crawling. [verse 3] Time reaches, Past the sunrise, Beyond horizons, Savagely, It ravishes, Those brief moments through which we sail, And silences even the Sirens. [chorus 2] Silencing even the Sirens, Silencing even the Sirens, Silencing even the Sirens. [chorus 3] Silencing even the Sirens, Silencing even the Sirens, Silencing even the Sirens, And their songs, Time breaks now!

[verse 1] The elephant in the room, Is standing at your shoulder, Begging you to turn, Asking you to learn, Uncomfortably, it shows a truth. [verse 2] The shadows on the wall, It casts are more substantive, Than an image in your head, You chose to blur instead, Unseeing, you demanded more, Than belief, and a foot in the door. [chorus 1] The more you walk into the light, [...more you walk in light] The deeper your shadows become, The higher you climb, The further the fall, [...further you fall] For one beautiful instant, Until the pachyderm calls. There are elephants, Here in this room, See, Set them all free, There are elephants, Here in this room, See, Set them all free. [solos] [chorus 2] The more you walk into the light, [...more you walk in light] The deeper your shadows become, The higher you climb, The further the fall, [...further you fall] For one beautiful instant, Until the pachyderm calls. There are elephants, Here in this room, See, Set them all free, There are elephants, Here in this room, See, Set them all free. [verse 3] The elephant in this room, Is shaking it’s head slowly, Close now, by your side, Trying to catch your eye, To considerately show that we knew, And everyone knows, That you knew the truth too.