True will tell me how do I feel

When the morsels are swallowed

And perception is hollowed

And hearing is being

Sincerely misleading is the path finding sojourn

You awake to it all without warning

It is a good morning but no need for a mourning

When everyone is there, right around the bend

All you have to do is ask and he will send them to you

Entering through the golden gates

Fate is on ourside let's go on this ride

Swans ferry us to a purple shore

Your confused face I can't ignore

For once in your life will you trust the universe

Don't dwell on misgivings and curses

That's hell like living in black hearses

You once said: escort me to the cemetery

No longer will you dwell on writing your own elegy

You've taken to spells and alchemy

Your beyond the pale and now

The picture of self will and vitality

Never did I dip my toe in the dreamy tea

That transported me to the valley of the Shadow of death but I unearthed the key

To knowing they never left

Superimposition souls they do abound

Feel it in the breeze hear melodic sounds

Will yourself to be free

And that's when all is found

The magic in your life

Let it capture your will and bring you thrills

Let the potion spill all over your body

And whisk you away to where you want to be

There's nothing wrong with you getting Everything you need and desire

There's a fire waiting to be accessed

It's not excess, it's manifesting

Be the best that you can be

 The Narrative: The Alchemical Awakening

This is the "Centerpiece" of the Solivagant album, because it represents the shift from Defense to Offense.

• "True Will": The opening line "True will tell me" is a powerful nod to esoteric philosophy (Thelema/Crowley). It suggests the Wanderer has found their specific purpose in the universe, which overrides the "perceptions" and "misleading" paths of the outside world.

• Rejecting the "Elegy": The line "No longer will you dwell on writing your own elegy" is the definitive rejection of the victim mindset. The protagonist refuses to live in "black hearses" (death/defeat) anymore.

• The Magic: The lyrics embrace "spells and alchemy" not as dark arts, but as tools for "vitality." The "purple shore" and "swans" evoke a lucid dream state where the protagonist is finally in control.

• "Superimposition Souls": This is a fascinating concept. It suggests that the dead or the "unseen" are layered over our reality, available to help if you just "ask and he will send them."℗ Produced,Arranged,Composed & Performed by Beau Phillips Copyright 2024 All Rights Reserved