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Polarized
album cover
Polarized was released on August 4, 2023 by Peter Queenan as a part of the album Awash
AlbumAwash
August 4, 2023
LabelPeter Queenan
LanguageEnglish
BPM68
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Water flows ‘cross a painted sky
As questions fail to answer why
The line of trucks that travels by
And has no purpose but to deny
The very nature of the butterfly
That lands on flowers that are meant to bring life to all
Given freely at day’s first dawn
Now used like it was a pawn
In the kingdoms of Babylon
Who knows of its phenomenon
At the counter that I drink upon
The lie behind the cause that has became the call
Tramping on the garden of God
Drawn as if to a lighting rod
They stepped forward while unshod
To stand as in a firing squad
Made to kill with just a casual nod
To which I cannot say or feel anything but appall
The crowds are simply drifting north
As day approaches the twenty-fourth
Of letters written with no remorse
To friends unknown from henceforth
And words once used to divorce
The couple now waiting for the footsteps of downfall
Old politicians all left alone
Behind the doors of their home
Telling stories in monochrome
Of pictured plastic and styrofoam
While stuck inside a softening dome
That keeps a lid upon the growing suburban sprawl
Strung out like a spider’s web
The double talk that has mislead
Right from the mouths of the multi-head
That seeks to steal that which was read
To children who wait in bed
Under the blankets that surrounds them like a prison wall
So see the others now found alone
Down twisted streets of cobblestone
That leads us on to the unknown
And tells us through the megaphone
Of life’s long lonely combat zone
That seeks out to destroy that which was meant to enthral
Such is slander, such are lies
Such the spin of the new surprise
This the game, and this the guise
Worked by leaders to revise
A world that once would brutalize
The ones who cannot fit the mold and the protocol
Public platforms of untruth
That sweetens the now uncouth
And spreads a net to capture youth
And pull them into the voting booth
Or set to fight both nail and tooth
While the master sits somewhere safe inside his hall
But patience waits behind the gate
That leads us then to await
The ending of the coming fate
Of tangled wires transmitting hate
And everything that we can relate
To things of no importance found floating down the outfall
What matters more now matters less
Than what it is that we confess
Within this complex game of chess
That leads us to life’s cold caress
Our hopes of finding nothingness
That frees us from the desire to bow down and crawl
So tell me now sweet maiden bright
From whence do I find your delight
With which to conquer the pending night
That captures me within its flight
And quells my hope and dims my light
Till its darkness becomes the purpose of it all
So fall the tears of the coming storm
That rise out from an earth now born
And travels paths once well worn
And leads the soul that was forlorn
To reach the place where it was born
Resting upon the hand that makes the final call
But look ye now unto the sun
That circles there on everyone
And tear down that which was spun
By people who hold dear the gun
For time has come to become undone
As we rise from the pit that wrapped us like a shawl
So let us rest now on the earth
Giving daily to a second birth
That leads us though we know not it’s worth
Mysteries for us to still unearth
That get revealed as the afterbirth
To take us home, heal our hearts and bind us into the one and all
Written by: Peter Queenan

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