Bipolar 1
Kyle Bates
[The sounds heard while walking to an empty music school under the freezing sun in Skagaströnd.]
[Verse 1]
He's not human
A fire in black and white:
My internal uncanny valley
Fog around half-formed memories
[Chorus]
Can you feel the lack of warmth in the sunrise?
All the fields are freezing up, reflecting so bright
[Verse 2]
Bipolar 1
Definition is a mirror
So I’ve been running half my life
Alone with voices in the night
[Chorus]
Can you feel their floating warmth in the night sky?
All the fields are swelling up, giving new life
[Verse 3]
He believes in a god sometimes:
The truth beneath the world he finds
When he writes these songs--
Fence posts to protect me