treat me to thoughts on how worlds revolve
in love with the way you draw it out

and you give yourself a better word
for every thought that you've heard
cant blank your slate
cant fake being awake again

Tell me again how your life is so hard
tell me again cause you've got it so soft

and you cast in doubt your riding legs
talk yourself a mountain
spin a plate oscillate
parasite consummate

that scar so deep
deep deep deep deep...

so you find yourself a medium
and talk in large about your past
starts so swell ends so low
peeling off your radical deep cuts

that scar so deep
(Lyrics: S.Rouach Music: Going Normal ©2006)

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What of the way you cross your path?

Did you just pack your bags yourself?

Whatever happened to your slack?
Finding yourself so tightly wrapped.
What if the air defines your faith?
You crack your safe just to crack your safe.

What are you staring down your nose?
Perish the thought of thinking thoughts
on your own.


Your arms and your legs are just short of staelth.
Why be so tall just to hide in yourself?
What if the earth defines your face?
When you crack your safe just to crack your safe.

Can't you see you're getting robbed?

(Lyrics: S.Rouach Music: Going Normal ©2006)

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handles snakes and drinks arsenic on a dare
shows a grace and a certain savoir-faire
to no one there

the feeling was he'd be dead soon I suppose
speeding time, his metbolism slows

belting the back of his head right into his face
what in the world could provoke someone into his space
let us pray

hearing the words but we dont know how they go
feeling disturbed at the lack of a common foe
daring to help animosity to grow.

in a ceiling done with a rustic touch
playing silent games when you said too much
that tracks up your arms towrds a weaker heart
just a match tip flame supernova sparks

(Lyrics: S.Rouach Music: Going Normal ©2006)

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"The Year You're Born"

In a light that would coincide with a darker flow
With a hope of a less malignant cancer growth
A cold world coincides
Show your power slides
Warm globe melts your ice
Proportion is so devine


Steel girders glass facade you used to build them tall
Rain melts the silky threading of your parasol (aerosol)

Outdoor, inside
Biodome certified
Win your best in show
Free form ease of growth

So slow it's just the gear you're on
So cold you've left the heater on
So old it's just the year you're born

It's just the year you're born

And it's all but over son
And it's just the year you're born

(Lyrics: S.Rouach Music: Going Normal ©2006)

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"Brave New World"

Sometimes are you scared
And wish there was someone holding your hand
Someplace another day
A dying wish just to understand

Flock to a wayward soul
You feed your herd with scraps of food that you stole

The mark of a brave new world where people stop and grin
while talking in code

So now your ok
Self resolved
I can tell by the way you silently sigh

Plastic face
Rubber boat
Sail it off the edge just to float

Flock to a wayward soul
He reads his truth on scraps of paper he folds
The mark of a brave new world
Where people conversate while walking alone

Beware of the dark beware of the light
Beware of the dog that barks and then bites
Too dumb to be blind too smart to have sight
Too dull to be sharp too wrong to be right

(Lyrics: S.Rouach Music: Going Normal ©2006)

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