Perpetual Groove Songtext
von Being

The Passenger - Script
The Attendants - Script
Boarding the flight...
Everyone's telling us,
Everything's destined to fall. Crumbling!
But what they're selling us,
Isn't worth buying at all. They stumble the life we live!
Its unspoken,
But its still a part of us all.
Lines unbroken,
Progressing far from the time that we fall.
This vibration,
Measures our lives in the actions we take.
It's creation,
Affected by all the decisions we make.
(Aaah, aaah, aaah.)
Though we all crumble, we will still perpetuate,
Far beyond all in which, we can participate.
We will live on in all that, which we propagate,
Destined to always be heard, as we resonate.


(Aaah, aaah, aaah.)
Though I will crumble, I will still perpetuate,
Far beyond all in which, I can participate.
I will live on in all that, which I propagate,
Destined to always be heard, as I resonate.
Open all eyes, past this disguise...
Here there's a reality, without beginning or an ending,
Here there lies a sanity, never in need of any mending.
Unlock our mind, inside we'll find...
Time and space don't have a place, its what we fill it with that matters,
And everything that we embrace, and all the things we SHATTER.
Though we all crumble, we will still perpetuate,
Far beyond all in which, we can participate.
We will live on in all that, which we propagate,
Destined to always be heard, as we resonate.
Though we all crumble, we will still perpetuate,
Far beyond all in which, we can participate.
We will live on in all that, which we propagate,
Destined to always be heard, as we resonate.
Though I will crumble, I will still perpetuate,
Far beyond all in which, I can participate.
I will live on in all that, which I propagate,
Destined to always be heard, as I resonate.
Though we will crumble, we will still perpetuate,
Though we will crumble, we will still perpetuate,
Though we will crumble, we will still PERPETUATE!
Air Traffic Control
Preparing for departure...
Controller One
Knowledge is the key to understanding,
Without it, there is no complex society,
No human civilization,
No ever increasing standard of living.
No human civilization.
Controller Two
There is absolutely no evidence whatsoever,
For the divine, the supernatural,
The pseudoscientific,
Or anything of the speculative nature.
One requires evidence for the things that they believe in, in this world.
The Pilot
Take off, over the intercom...
They try to tell us what will come in the afterlife,
I'm more concerned with the present time,
This is all that we have, this is all that we have,
THIS IS ALL THAT WE HAVE!
The Passenger
In flight...
When I'm gone,
All that which made me strong,
Continues to live on,
Even as days grow long,
From peak of dusk till dawn,
Remember me in song!
I find, myself so far from the,
Shore line, rippling out on the,
Sea line, traveling to meet the,
Sky line, perpetuating for all time!
The Attendants
Preparing for arrival and landing...
Open all eyes, Past this disguise...
Unlock our mind, Inside we'll find...
(End Act One)
{Begin Act Two}