Strange Attractor

Blue Drone Band

(Lyrics by Seanchan Owen)

 

You canÕt É late at night, while youÕre asleep,

You canÕt É feel it.

Resting your breath because itÕs up to your head É

So warm and comfortable with your eyes, your eyes shut tight,

You can É you can É feel it.


It comes É like a, like a dream but not a dream in your mind.

It comes like a É body dream,

Felt by the body not the mind.

Sometimes youÕll start to fret,

And sometimes youÕll start to shake,

And sometimes youÕll lie there wide awake, dreaming, dreaming

The body would feel it É the body.

 

You feel like youÕre being drawn.

You feel like youÕre being drawn É out of your body,

With your body, through your body

Back into, without your body.

Drawn towards nothing, drawn away from everything.

 

They say itÕs everywhere in nature.

Google it, man! Google it!

Strange Attractor.

Strange É strange É itÕs strange.

 

And if you let yourself fall,

If you let yourself ride,

If you let yourself go, go, go.

You lose yourself,

You lose your body,

You lose time,

You lose your mind.

And you gain É so much É

You are.

Echoes occur, echoes of your leaving.

Echoes occur, echoes of your coming.

Echoes occur, echoes of your being.

Echoes occur, echoes of all the things

You have known É or will know É

Circle around and fly.

Your body and your mind watching from afar,

As if it were not there,

This Strange Attractor.

 

Sometimes É from making love É you get close to it

But boy, itÕs got to be good.

Oh god, thatÕs got to be É

ThatÕs got to be one thatÕs got to rate.

And you can get close to that, you know.

Very few times in the real world can you get close to that.

 

But sometimes É when youÕre in bed É

And youÕre resting É and you feel so good,

As if youÕre wrapped up in Éwarm snow.

And your body becomes distinct.

Your body begins to sink,

To take all those things that itÕs known and will know

And present them, too, as if enveloped in softness,

A soft glow, colorless lights which fuse.

 

But if youÕre awake, you cannot tell

If youÕre traveling a million miles an hour

Or standing perfectly still.

YouÕre caught in the Strange Attractor.

 

After that I just let myself fall asleep.

I can think of nothing more É to care about.

 

Copyright  2007

BDB Music

Larkspur, CA