Polyphony

[Verse 1]
I got a constant conversation
Memories of voices in solation
Points of view in reconciliation
I am all of them all at once, invasion

One question, and a million responses
Overwhelming, but that's exactly it
Caught up in the rhetoric, the metaphor of "what if?"
I don't know what this is, if we did we wouldn't

Have to try so hard to understand ourselves
Have to reason all these logics just to know I'm just
Picassoesque
In the style of the cubist

Collapsing every voicing
Collapsing all the voices
Until the worlds are one
I become Murpherean and real

Polyphony, surreal
Contradiction of different versions
Coexistence tells me something of nonsense
That sense has been broken since the beginning

It stands upon itself
Broken until acceptance

Pillars of magenta
Deconstructed by the nausea
Bleeds the difference that we needed
We are what we ask, we are what we ask

Risk!
Risk!

Everything you know
Its the only way you can know
If everything you know
Is just a thought away from,"no"

Of voices
Of voices

What is...?
What is...?