https://www.thclabs.org/music/music-and-mind-control-is-the-music-industry-brainwashing-you/
Music directly imitates the passions or states of the soul…when one listens to music that imitates a certain passion, he becomes imbued with the same passion; and if over a long time he habitually listens to music that rouses ignoble passions, his whole character will be shaped to an ignoble form.
Aristotle
Basically, You listen to music about not honorable things… You become Not Honorable.
It’s so fucking … silky
You wanna know if I know why
I can’t say that I do
Don’t understand the you or I
Or how one becomes two
I just can’t recall what started it off
Or how to begin again
I ain’t here to break ya
Just see how far it will bend
Again and again, again and again
I wanna make it
I wanna make it wit’ chu
Anytime, anywhere
I wanna make it
(Again and again)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
Sometimes the same is different
But mostly it’s the same
These mysteries of life
That just ain’t my thing
If I told you that I knew about the sun and the moon, I’d be untrue
The only thing I know for sure
Is what I won’t do
Anytime, anywhere, and I said
I wanna make it
(Again and again)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
Anytime, anywhere
I wanna make it
(Again and again)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
I wanna make it
(Anytime, anywhere)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
Yeah
I wanna make it
I wanna make it wit’ chu
I wanna make it
(Again and again)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
I wanna make it
(Anytime, anywhere)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
I wanna make it
(Again and again)
I wanna make it wit’ chu
(Again and again, and again, and again)
I wanna make it
Look on down from the bridge
There’s still fountains down there
Look on down from the bridge
It’s still raining, up here
Everybody seems so far away from me
Everybody just wants to be free
Look away from the sky
It’s no different when you’re leaving home
I can’t be the same thing to you now
I’m just gone, just gone
How could I say goodbye
How could I say goodbye
Goodbye
Maybe I’ll just place my hands over you
And close my eyes real tight
There’s a light in your eyes
And you know, yeah, you know
Look on down from the bridge
I’m still waiting for you
Waiting to hear the water sing
I sit down beside her
Trying to hear the quiet ring
The leaves break the falling
Of the sunlight that covers these banks
I’ve seen the water running, I’ve seen the color wash away
I come to the river heavy and tired to the bone
I lay down beside her,
Grave as a slowly sinking stone
I see clear to the bottom,
I watch how the shadows play
I’ve seen the water falling,
I’ve seen the colors bleed away
The light turns silver
Draining the hours from the day
The weight of the water
Pulls at the branches along the banks
And it tears at the fallen and it carries the broken on its way
I’ve seen the water rolling,
I’ve seen the colors fade away
I’ve seen the water rolling,
I’ve seen the colors fade away
