FICTIVE

‘Fictive’ is a track made with color. Color in sounds and environment, textures and ambience, moods and expressions. It points to the ‘out of ordinary’, visions and dreams, grandeur and realism.

Fictive plays after Butterflies which in itself is a confession, a nakedness, a rawness and an
awareness – that further draws us pictures with the next track. Conceptually and thematically
distinctive – this piece explores a journey of the mind itself.

FICTIVE
lyrics

Another page ripped,
Pouring me a picture
Deep red slivers of the moon,
Confused I still danced to this tune

Another window,
Another memory of light
You stared with a warm flare,
Love that never did ignite

The truth was stronger now
The horizons were wide
Would you scare if you dream?
With your eyes open wide

Would you turn in? Or are you sleeping?
Is it true or, am I the one dreaming?
Could you keep me for a little longer?
Come in, please walk in

The moon was closer
And the blood seemed wet
I seemed in control
Nothing is consistent but nothing ever exists

The truth was stronger now
The horizons were wide
Would you scare if you dream?
With your eyes open wide

No, no nothing could ever beat me down
No, no nothing could ever beat me down
No, no nothing could change this mind’s imperfection
Change is inevitable would you still persist?

Would you turn in? Or are you sleeping?
Is it true or, am I the one dreaming?
Could you keep me for a little longer?
Come in, please walk in

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