Genetic Algorithms - 3D Abstract #105

Maybe this grows in the swamp where the swamp creature lives, in any case, I use it to justify another great song by my admired Mountain Goats. Play it down below.

Got out of bed, could not remember my own name
Condemned to walk the soil amongst all creatures wild and tame
Go where I go, do what I must
Crawl starving on my belly
Licking up the dry dust

I See the light in your window
Ride the elevator to the sixth floor
Stand with my arms at my sides as you open up the door
But I’m out of my element I can’t breathe
I’m out of my element
I can’t breathe

Alone with your bathroom mirror
Try to get my head straight
Breathe on the glass and wait for it to clear
Clean slate

Meet up with you in the kitchen
Where the air is hot and dry
Open up all the faucets
Be fruitful and multiply

I stand where the flashing swords gleam
And I try to shake my head clear of the dream
But I’m out of my element I can’t breathe
I’m out of my element
I can’t breathe

I start to sweat I can’t cool down
I’m scared of all the strangers in this town
I try to tell you just why I’ve come
It’s like I’ve got molasses on my tongue

I made it through town somehow
But who’s going to save me now?
I’m out of my element I can’t breathe
I’m out of my element
I can’t breathe

The Mountain Goats, "How to embrace a swamp creature". Play the song with this widget:

Genetic Algorithms - 3D Abstract #104

Maybe I found this creature in the craters on the moon; maybe that's the reason for the added song by The Mountain Goats, but please, please, do yourself a great favour: pay real deep attention to this band, not this song only; they have many other good ones... in the last weeks, John Darnielle became a new hero to me, and that always takes years to happen, but the guy achieved it with the listening of one of his albums only. I play it on ten.

If the strain proves too much
Give up right away
If the light hurts your eyes
Stay in your room all day

When the room fills with smoke
Lie down on the floor
In the declining years
Of the long war

Well the blood's in the water
And the shark's gonna come
And we swim in the dark
Until our bodies are numb

Blind desert rats in the moonlight
Too far from shore
In the declining years
Of the long war

Empty room with a lightbulb
Where the phone starts to ring
Everybody gets nervous
Nobody says anything

The next day someone's initials
Show up on the door
I think I'm gonna crack
Can't live like this anymore

Ugly things in the darkness
Worse things in store
In the declining years
Of the long war

The Mountain Goats, "In the craters on the moon". Play the song with this widget: