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Things aren't like they used to be. Somewhere in between the lines of memory and dreams, we find gratitude for what once was... and everything that will be.

“Creatures of habit”. That’s what they say.

Creatures of comfort.

Creatures of the known.

Creatures of: “…holding onto something at least means knowing what I have!”

Everturning.

It is the recognition… the lens that clears upon further investigation.

The Engine.

lyrics

Is this the evidence you’ve waited on?
Unbalanced heads to shed the waking from,
My eyes.
Late afternoons you sing the shaking songs,
But I…

Can’t believe you,
Swing more slowly,
Cast it out with,
Everglowing,
Flashing dreams in,
Passing motion,
Packed until we are,
Overflowing time.

Is this the jealous case you’ve gained it from?
In plastic action where the feelings come,
To die.
You build it up, just to drop it from,
But now…

The shape has gone skyward,
Its clear and forming,
I’ll keep my case fed with,
Leafless showings of,
Tantric frames in,
Blue lights, glowing,
Patched in symmetry,
It’s my…

Passive energy,
Its my,
Passive energy,
Its my,
passive energy.

Is this the semblance you’ve been praying for?
The thoughts escape a callused shape to form,
My eyes.
In candid takes, it mean to break,
Only since my…

Heads been spinning.
Its overturning, with,
Plastic ships in,
Sea-side yearnings,
Cast on endless,
Spinning slowly,
Passing facts that,
Seemed more holy…

Realizing,
That we don’t sleep on the,
Beds we used to,
When we were younger,
My heads been spinning,
Faster. Ever.
While watching you through…

All this weather,
All this weather,
All this weather,
All this weather,
All this weather.

credits

from Live in the Atrium, released April 1, 2020
CREDITS:
Written and Arranged by Warren Thomas Fenzi
Performed by Warren Thomas Fenzi, Bailey Cogan, Daniel Chavez, Karl Remus and Christian Wheeler.
Shot by Alex Munro and Garrett Wells
Production Assistance by Charlie Berg
Recorded, Produced and Mixed by Colin Loynachan
Edited by Alex Munro

Recorded live in the A-Mill Artist Loft "Atrium"

©Warren Thomas Fenzi 2020

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Warren Thomas Fenzi Tucson, Arizona

“Settle in the space between, It’s where the flowers like to grow.”

Exploring the complexity of life choices, Warren Thomas Fenzi challenges any clear line between generalities, inner truth and self doubt. Suspended, he peers into a looking glass, exploring the possibility that what we believe to be legitimate and authentic, may not be so. ... more

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