Weighted trip hop·78 BPM·Bbm·Not separate·5:27
"This is just a dream of separation. A story that I made in fear."
A counterintuitive frame: that the world of separate bodies, competing minds, and unbridgeable loneliness is not the bedrock fact it presents itself as. The song sits in the grief of that forgetting and finds the hopeful undertow in it.
An invitation to start questioning every law of space and time that holds the dream in place. The bridge does exactly that: what if all this heavy sorrow is a picture in my mind.
Weighted trip hop, grieving with a hopeful undertow. Cm descending walk at 74 BPM broken half-time. Kick lands a touch behind the grid. Brushed snare slips a beat on the lamentation lines. Dub sub-bass at album-heaviest, felt as floor weight under the descent. The dream surface above, the sub-bass weight below.
Is this real or just a dream? I feel so far, but there's a seam ... Woke up in a world of distance, every heart in its own room All these bodies walking past me like they're flowers made of doom Streets are filled with crowded faces, but I still feel so alone Like a signal out in space that can't remember where is home Every mirror shows a stranger, every thought says "this is me" Fragile, guilty, lacking, trying to compete But there's something in the silence when the city falls asleep A soft reminder in the background of a love that's buried deep What if all this heavy sorrow Is a picture in my mind? What if I could start to question Every law of space and time? (clear) This is just a dream of separation A story that I made in fear I have never left my source of love I have always been held here This is just a dream of separation Clouds across a perfect sky I can let them drift and disappear And remember we're not really divided inside I was taught that you are "other," that I need to guard my heart That the world is made of fragments all competing, torn apart But when I look beyond the outlines, when I drop the need to judge I can sense a single presence that connects us all as one Maybe heaven was not somewhere that I lost so long ago Maybe it's the quiet knowing that we share one life below Every time I choose to see you as a stranger passing by I forget the one connection that no distance can deny What if all this heavy sorrow Is a picture in my mind? What if I could start to question Every law of space and time? This is just a dream of separation A story that I made in fear I have never left my source of love I have always been held here This is just a dream of separation Clouds across a perfect sky I can let them drift and disappear And remember we're not really divided inside ... If I wake, I wake with you Every mind returns as one What was many falls together Into a single waking light This is just a dream of separation A story that I made in fear I have never left my source of love I have always been held here This is just a dream of separation Clouds across a perfect sky I can let them drift and disappear And remember we're not really divided inside Is this real or just a dream? Love is closer than it seems
Inspired by the dream-of-separation framing, from A Course in Miracles.
Before I Was Anyone by Brian 200. Frequency & Solidarity.