Minds of Children (Prototype)

by Dan Jacob Wallace

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This is the first in a series of "protypes" I plan to release in 2023. A prototype is somewhere between a demo and a final product. I'm distributing to all the usual streaming platforms. Purchases of the file here will, I hope, go towards an eventual improved version (e.g., I'd love to hire a skilled mixing engineer: I myself am not one) to be included a new album.

Some of the music will be older (the next one in line is from 1993), some brand new. Instrumentation will vary, as usual.

"Minds of Children" was recorded in 2011 in Chicago. I finally mixed it! It's the first full song I'm distributing since returning from a roughly 10-year break from music.

Some short video clips coming soon.

The Bandcamp track is a very slightly different mix/master than the one distributed to streaming services.

lyrics

LYRICS:

The world is waiting for you to go crazy
Stop hesitating, open up your brains and pour out
A confetti shower, streaming downward, downward

Your thoughts will rain upon the minds of children
They’ll rip their hearts out hoping for a chance to dissolve
But they never solve crossing over, over

Into the zeros
Between the burnt ether and ones
That you become
Floating right through them
As you evolve back to the start
You fall apart

I sense their frenzy flowing
Between my bones
They weave their frantic story
In threads of gold

Pressing like flesh conforming
Through little holes

And we grow-oh-oh-oh
Over the undertow

A bolt of lightning piercing through the darkness
Ignites your vision and chemically reacts with your face
But you never taste what you long for, long for

Your glowing eyeballs beckon to the people
A green directive, swollen up and calling their names
But it does not gain crossing over, over

Into the zeros
Between the burnt ether and ones
That you become
Floating right through them
As you evolve back to the stars
You fall apart

I sense them reaching for me
They’re all alone
Riding their wave of glory
On silicone

Cascading flesh contorting
Through cracking chrome

And we grow-oh-oh-oh
Over the ozone glow

I feel them seeping through me
As we become
A tangled thread of mutant
Axon response

Veins sprout like hair protruding
From crown to crown

And we grow-oh-oh-oh
Until we overload