Possible Worlds from Apocaloptimystic by The Crash Narrative
Tracklist
2. | Possible Worlds | 3:06 |
Lyrics
These End of Days I’ve been consumed
By this unfolding demise
But all I seek is a corner of peace
From which to see a new sun rise
All those years I wandered Earth
Without a map for my return
Running in the ruts, rubbing salt in cuts
The soundtrack to which Rome burns
I was out of my soul
I was out
Even though apocalypse is on its way
I don’t want to think about it
Out here in the garden a burden lifts
As the light goes out in the West
This might be the best of all possible worlds
Caught up in the tangle of abundance
I lost my way
But here confusion clears
A morning breaks my soul awake
All these years I’ve wandered Earth
Without an end to my desire
So much fuel but not enough air
To breathe embers into fire
I’ve been out of my soul
I’ve been out
The path so long has been concrete covered
Buried under a myth
But out here in the garden a burden lifts
As a light goes out in the West
A culture laid to rest
Giving birth to new possible worlds
Credits
Possible Worlds written, produced, recorded and mixed by The Crash Narrative.
Mastering and additional mixing by Rohan Laurence.
Lead vocals, programming, keyboards: The Andy Gibson Project
Guitars, programming, keyboards: Samuel Alexander
Drums: Kelly Ballard
Drum recording by Andy Gibson assisted by Thomas Voyce
Cello samples: Sophia Chishkovsky
The lyrics of this song draw on the following quote: ‘The best of all possible worlds’ (Voltaire).