#the empty set

Transistor - The Empty Set

Hello Again Sybil

Walk up to The Empty Set

Abandon all hope, ye who can't cope We're all trapped in a prison of our own design Locked in a game we don't want to play faced with a problem so hard to define Real life's not what it seems, just bad dreams I hear the screams inside of their minds The Sleepers are shaken but can't awaken the key's been taken, the one thing we can't find We just play along, but we know something's wrong we're trapped in a prison without walls We just walk around, no answers to be found just lines of locked doors in the halls In a trance the world sleeps, dreaming empty dreams a broken record, a repeat-looping tape From the nightmare no one wakes, no matter what it takes I've gotta wake up & make my escape The mirrors that surround us & confound us There's no escape— they're all around us and I want out Invisible walls that keep us boxed in Trapped in this reality, we're locked in There's no way out Nowhere to run to (No way out!) No shelter to turn to (No way out!) Looking for the back door but it's not there anymore There's no way out No way out! No way out! Breathing dead air, there's nothing out there Never anything new, we've seen it all before Living nowhere, existential nightmare There are no mysteries left to explore anymore Mindless repetition disease, but no one else sees like they're all under some kind of spell Whole world on your shoulders, it's like pushing a boulder up a long hill for all eternity in Hell Just stare at the screen, graveyard of creativity living death of variety, of every category Each time things must happen in the same order There are no new ages, just the same old story over & over & over & over & over Lost in this place, paths criss-crossed in this place Don't know how I even got into this place but I want out It's everywhere, no matter where I gaze the whole world folds up into the maze There's no way out Nowhere to run to (No way out!) No shelter to turn to (No way out!) Looking for the back door but it's not there anymore There's no way out No way out! No way out! I want to wake up from my life this just can't be all there is What's already been, all over again all the possibilities I miss Just dead silence, even violence would be better than this This is for everything everyone's afraid to say I just can't let things be the same old way Could we handle the truth of our history? That we are surrounded by great mysteries is known to all but the most ignorant It has to be said, it's just too important Miserable people, pretending euphoria in a hollow, bankrupt theme-park plutopia It's all gone to hell, man, get out while you can If you stay, you will suffer like I am Unnatural selection, warped evolution It's the Empty Set— there's no solution Can't get used to just dragging on & on This life is a monotonous phenomenon Where I ask myself every now & then: "Are we in this episode again?" Infinite possibilities die everyday endless forks blocked for the same old way It's always March, it's always Thursday and you have no choice but to stay Run around in Reality Squared but you'll never go anywhere... There's no way out! No way out! No way out! No way out! -circa 2000 - 03/21/03 I didn't try my hand at songwriting until I was in college. Sadly, I have all the musical talent of a stump (Okay, I lied, the stump has more musical talent than me :( ), but when a friend of mine tried to start a band, I experimented with writing lyrics. Sadly, nothing ever came of it, as he was never able to get a solid crew together, but I still believe the experience helped me become a better writer. (For what it's worth, years later, he did get something off the ground. If you're ever in Washington state, keep an ear out for the Walking Talls. :) ) This whole piece is a very personal expression of my own experience with Monotony.

The Empty Set

I wanted to make this collection of vacuous truths broader, and title it, "True Empty Set Stories."  In this tag, you will find some such stories.

And that's it.