motae

by mötæ

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Artistic, melodic, collaborative expression colored with a bold, progressive edge and founded in old-world and classic ideals, mötæ's self-titled full-length album inspires listeners to permit a personal openness to their most guarded emotions and feelings.

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released 01 January 2012
mötæ is Joshua Du Chene, Matthew Lore, Mike Peters, and Mackenzie Young.
This album was self-funded, self-recorded, and self-released.
Album cover and mötæ tree/logo by Alan Thompson.
© 2012 mötæ

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Track Name: Shutter
Let it be known... let it be known: if you drag this around, drag me around.

Were you caught up in the timing or twisted in a lie?
This deception is intriguing - that I can't deny.

Let it be known... let it be known that I can't deny.

Oh, under these eyes, whispers are the reason that we continue to sink.
Under these eyes, whispers are the reason that we fall in line and out of time.

Why can't we speak of what's behind all the shutters we keep?
We keep holding back…
…holding back our minds.

Leaning on the scenes of indifference - colored white as the snow - we're led into these scenes where we set about.

Go!
O’ child, go!

This twisted rudder folds, tearing at itself as it molds...
It molds into the things that brought me here...

And that, I cannot deny.
Track Name: Losing Time
Who will warn the rest of us when we're losing time?
We're losing time.

Who will warn the rest of us?
We're losing time to try to blend.

When blue pools warm the rest of us in the sand, cool the warming tide before tides fill our land.

Myths!
I swear by my life, you lie!

Wait... why?
Land dries…
Seas rise…
My cries drown by a landslide.

You can't breathe under water, love.
Thought you would fly?
You can't fly forever, love.

Forevermore, you will adore a time when your land was inhabitable by more than roaches in the sand.

Darling, we've arrived; welcome to paradise!
That sun feels nice!

Open up your eyes and take in those scenic skies!
We're losing time to dance for the rain gods.

Then again, this freak show is all you ever wanted in the end.
Track Name: The Grove
Following our sun along a beaten path…
…safe and predictable, she laughs.

We have made all our regular choices, yet this pathway seems so unfamiliar.
Where are you leading us with your laughter and lies?

Hold open the doorway and I will run into the forest and fields we once held as our own.
Let us revisit the grove where our lives began.

Follow this river…
…run along the banks and feel so unpredictable.

We have made all our regular choices, yet this river feels so unfamiliar.
Where are you leading us with your twists and your turns?

Hold open the doorway and I will run into the forest and fields we once held as our own.
Let us revisit the grove where our lives began.

It begins with a glimpse of the sun as she chases the stars away.
Now in celestial reign, she will not back down.

But where have you gone?
What have we lost?
Will you abandon us?

Hold open the doorway and I will run into the forest and fields we once held as our own.
Let us revisit the grove where our lives began.

She burns the doorway down.
Raging with laughter, descending upon the grove, she calls the river to watch as she burns our homes into the ground.
The ashes spread 'round - river is flushing us out.
She's burning...
…we're burning up.
Track Name: Mirrors
Do turn the lights out before you leave this time...
And do turn the lights out before you doubt.
I’m calling back to past lives…
Our eyes connect through the mirror…
…just like the first time you were haunting souls…
You were haunting souls and chasing mine.
This time you wanted more – transcendental story time…
…lullaby…
…lullaby…
…lullaby…
Fueled by a bright soul …
I’m staring into lightened eyes.

And viewing your life now, I fear her soulful eyes will decry.

I gaze into her other life –
another time in which I reside…
And she cries.

As we peer into the night now, watching all our lives pass by, I’m reminded of haunted souls…
…and I’m facing mine.
This time you wanted more – transcendental story time…
…lullaby…
…lullaby…
…lullaby…
We are haunted souls…
…we are embracing mine this time.

We wanted more – continue the storyline with mine.

Collective energy collides and carries traces of our lives throughout time.

And I’m haunting souls upon the day my body dies…
New Life…
Track Name: A Trillium
Here's your clear view to these misty mountains.
To these misty mountains, I'm a point of dew.
I’m a point of dew, dropped among the trivial things we do to elude the nature of all things.
To elude the nature of all things, like this cold stone…
Like this cold stone…
…set upon the bottom of this river,
flown,
tearing through the canyon where I roam on my own…
…without eyes to see.
This cold stone…
…set here on its own…
…west of the mountains,
straight toward the sun,
…leading me closer to this lone bloom of a trillium…

…west of the mountains,
straight toward the sun,
…leading me closer to my home.

Here's your clear view to an open skyline.
An open skyline - now a shade of blue…
Now a shade of blue is pulling my emotion far from you,
and what's true is complicating things.
Like this cold stone…
…set upon the bottom of this canyon…
This canyon – grown…
…grown into such a journey…
Such a journey, I had never known…
I had never known anything so hard to achieve.
These cold bones…
…set here on this throne…
…west of the mountains,
straight toward the sun,
…leading me closer to this lone bloom of a trillium…

…west of the mountains,
straight toward the sun,
…leading me closer to my home.
Track Name: Borrowed Sleep
This circular opening that relies on the blood and vein...

Whilst he flies out swift and free, all these bodies are left here to remain.

Lost control - this heart is pounding… can't remember where we had set about.

Body burns without moving…
…why can't my mind fly off?

When will I embrace this hazy hollow?

He rules the night - I'll catch a glimpse of fleeting umber…
…can't consume me, nor all the sleep you've borrowed.

Cheap bastards - misleading - intentions: greedy.
Taste it…
…embrace it…
…lose all other feelings.

I can't seem to find you.

I can't find my clear view.

Taste it…
…embrace it…
…lose all other feelings that you borrowed.
Track Name: Undigenous
I have not strength enough…
…enough blood… …blood…

Who are you to question me?
…whether you have shed enough…
…enough blood… …blood…

I have not the strength to lift my eyes from the bleeding earth to watch my world crumble away...

Oh, my motherland is captive to your wicked ways.

Rain pours upon the soil and pulls the blood into the streams as it grows and floods.

Overflow…
…wash this war away...
…send them back to from where they came.

Push and pull these primal beings until they conform to our ways.

Hold until their eyes show desire to defy...
…then fire.

Hold until their lies fold beneath our guise and their facade fades with our cries.

Although your power is edacious, your reign will be deciduous.

You'll take what we give to you – An offer you cannot refuse…
I have not strength enough... I have not strength...
Enough.
Blood.

You will shed more – Watch this blood pour…
Who are you to question me? ...whether you have shed enough blood?

Overflow…
…wash these tears away...
…send them back to from where they came.

Brave and bold, we'll stand our ground and drown them in the blood from her veins.

We'll hold until our eyes burn with fire…
…with fire, death will rise.

We're bold, and our hearts are stronger.

And we'll fight…
We’ll fight whether we live or die.
Track Name: Ascending to Autumn
Healing…
…heal me.

My wretched mind chooses to forsake me.

For the sake of healing, lace your hands with mine and we will dance…
…sing…
…and create our own memories of major melodies.
Dance…
…sing…
…and create our own memories just in time to hear the call to climb to the top of this spire…
Higher than all, I can see the beauty of the fall.

Hearing…
…hear me, my precious friend…
My precious friend, choose not to forsake me…
Choose not to forsake me for the sake of history, regardless of recent events.
And we will dance…
…sing…
…and create our own memories of major melodies.
Dance…
…sing…
…and create our own memories.

Now listen closely for the call to climb and claw to the top of this spire…
Higher than all, I feel I am now prepared for the fall.

Loosening grip….
Losing time...
Minor melodies are now filling my mind.
Piercing light…
Beckoning calls...
Forced into action, I’m taking it all.

Dreaming of leaning out over the edge...
Conforming to thoughts I’ve composed in my head…

Hands are now free as I look overhead to nothing but clear skies, and I thank god I’m living and falling now.
Impact…
Lights flash…
Unaware…
Unabashed…

Breaking through mind’s wrath…
Descending on a perfect path, I’m falling now and lost to screams.

Simply drawn, a sweet reprise:

Don’t hold me down…
Please allow me to fly toward the ground – it’s where I’m safest to heed the call to climb to the top of this spire.

Higher than all, I will heed the call to climb to the top of this spire.

Higher than all…