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Your Number Is Your Name

from Voxart by H. C. Turk

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An a capella song

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Run through halls and climb the walls
To reach for space with math
Transcendent travel seems the goal
But no one leaves the path
I would fly if you would follow
I would crawl to make you tame
The first to try, the last to cry
Your number is your name

I told you once that numerous dunces steal your lies for fame
On second thought, the truth was bought to figure out your aim
To minimize the endless moves that add to your decay
The uppercrust with zero trust buy countless passageways

How can ignorance possess you
How is innocence regained
The first to learn, the last to burn
Your number is your name

All you do was thought by a precedent
Original residents live only extremes
All you see was viewed in another light
Your travels are all a flight to second rate dreams

What infinity divides us that geometry can't frame
The first to fit, the last to quit
Your number is your name

You quantify corruption that's conducive to your scheme
Then ask for my approval and expect me not to scream
Calculating vectors won't account for all your sums
Every head you've left for dead will trip you as you run

How can fate both misdirect you
And subtract from what you've gained?
The first to sin, the last to win
Your number is your name

Run through halls and climb the walls
To reach for space with math
Transcendent travel seems the goal
But how to leave the path?
I would fly if you would follow
I would crawl to make you tame
The first to try, the last to die
Your number is your name

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from Voxart, released December 5, 2014

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H. C. Turk

Space pirates steal skinny gals. Ideas are greater monsters than the demons they explain. I'd bare my soul, but don't want to bore.

These Mystiphysical treasures can be found in my work, brainy music to make you think about feeling fantastic. In a sonic world where art is the ultimate animal, music evolution never ends, rising from the depths of the psyche to sing across a new sky.
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