Odes to Joy

Tarot · Track 7 · middle

The Chariot

RWS: an armoured victor in a chariot drawn by a black sphinx and a white sphinx, city walls behind, a canopy of stars. Keywords: willpower, victory, hard forward drive, opposing forces held together by grip alone.

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Faster!

[Verse 1]
The yellow walls are sinking in the dust
I broke the city limits 'cause I must
This shell of plate is heavy on the bone
I'm driving something I don't really own
A cat of snow, a cat of pitch and ash
They're straining at the harness for the crash

[Chorus]
Hold the center, don't let it crack
There is no stopping and no turning back
I've got a canopy of stars stitched over my head
And two breathing statues I steer by a thread
If I let go the tension, the black and the white
Will tear the whole carriage apart in the night

[Verse 2]
Seventeen iron rivets at the throat
I’m drowning in this heavy metal coat
No reins in my hands, just the force of my skull
Enforcing the pattern, the push and the pull
The white one is lunging for daylight and grace
The dark one is dragging us out of this place
They hate one another, they're bound by my will
But if I relax, we are violently spilled

[Chorus]
Hold the center, don't let it crack
There is no stopping and no turning back
I've got a canopy of stars stitched over my head
And two breathing statues I steer by a thread
If I let go the tension, the black and the white
Will tear the whole carriage apart in the night

[Bridge]
Victory, victory, that’s what they cheer
They don’t see the panic, they don’t taste the fear
The brain makes a vector from chaos and speed
But I'm just a hostage to where this will lead
My arms are shaking, the axles are screaming
I think the left wheel is starting to catch on a stone

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Hold the center, don't let it crack
There is no stopping and no turning back
I've got a canopy of stars stitched over my head
And two breathing statues I steer by a thread
If I let go the tension, the black and the white
Will tear the whole carriage apart in the night

[Outro]
Just keep them running
Keep the dark and the light
Faster, faster
The grip is the only thing holding the shape
There is no escape from the winning
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