A track from the forthcoming LäGzz album inspired by a short story from author Laura Libricz. Check out the track here: Feel Nothing
He paid the cab driver
At the red-brick entrance to the train station
Crowds like brainless livestock
Petty lives and mundane concerns
Claim to be superior
Empty and unfulfilled
He had lived in this city all his life
A seat on the express train to the airport
Young women speak and smile
Insects under his microscope
Brick houses speed past,
Rat cages that hold the dull-witted troops of overpopulation.
He woke from an uneasy doze
The train stops
The herd disembarks
Humidity and heat
A bus waits
A classical piano from a cheap radio.
In this electrified, motorised world
He needed no one to share his journey
The bus moves
Green, lush vegetation darken the road
The world as he knows it fades away
Sleep again an uneasy doze
A woman screams
Tiny, white, floating parachutes
sail on the breeze towards the sun.
the breeze through a field of dandelions
setting the seeds alight in the sun
Tiny, white parachutes crossed his vision
float up towards the sun
Memories of a girl he had once loved
her lilac and vanilla perfume
He could see her face
He loved her still
Light fades with a festival of songbirds
Like blackbirds on the rooftops in the evening
All-consuming loneliness crushes him
A life wasted
He bows his head and allows it to come
Feel Nothing
