Deebo Thompson - Dreamscape [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Dreamscape
Written by Derrick Thompson
April 16, 2014

It was all a dream (2x)

No way to intervene with the scenes
This dimension of dreamscape
Caught between the fabric
A graphic screenplay
What Freud guessed of wishes
Subconscious mentions
Whispers of what could be
When we learn to listen
Through the~ curtain of fear
As we pass it, made clear
The root of a passion
Imagined, laid bare
Context of the heart
Content gets mixed up
We finish near the start
Nonsense gets picked up
Reason goes elusive
AWOL, cryptic
Visions skip from inconclusive
To quite specific
All the while, we observe
Sometimes get pulled in
So close to be denied
No control, a full spin

Hook:

Even as we guess about our own existence
Our minds play games in passive resistance
I lay me down exhausted
In constant tension
Haunted by these despondent traditions
(yeah)

Vrs2:

Our approach to the canvas
Is openhanded
Realization to nightmares
Leave us stranded
Decisions to drop us right where
We feel abandoned
Against fears that won’t fight fair-
Underhanded
So much in this life
We can’t take for granted
Kindness and gratitude
Love, enchantment
The quality of time
It’s rapid passing
Intelligent design
Consequence of actions
Relationships~ built and destroyed
By choice
Affiliations split when we employ
Our voice
Just a hostage of dreamscape
Trying to find if
We’ll ever really see straight
Although we’re reminded
How fragile life is
That time is priceless
Active designs to
Keep us all divided
Should unity be achieved
The need for war
Could be relieved through peace
But that’s a dream for sure
We check out the landscape
For smoking markers
Question mandates
As it’s growing darker
The compass rotates
While we’re standing still
The hammer falls on the anvil
That’s how ya feel

Brdg:

Even as we stress about our tribulations
Who really sees oppurtunity’s visitations
Lost to innovation, who drowned in greatness
Subject to an agenda carried out in patience
(yeah)

Vrs 3:

Through all attempts to make sense
Those who come from the labrynth
Ascend to understanding their own entrapment
Only blessed with fragments
The path’s erratic
In active REM, the visions enigmatic
It’s tragic~ how some men lose themselves in passion
While others find traction despite distraction
The range covers madness to full compassion
And the change is revealed in their thoughts and actions
Trapped~ in an age ~ Some can’t see beyond it
Foolish pride won’t respond when
The whole mind falls in
The cage becomes a trap, a pitfall, a snare
To condition apathy until that thought is shared
In despair, the slave always longs to be free
But choices are shaped, that mindstate ain’t easy
The rewards are offset and the race is rigged
Observation alone should comply with this
To cease and desist, just accept the profile
Study is worthwhile to find why we’re reviled
This unspoken dialogue is a curse ~ I’ll call it
A psychological art practiced til polished
In vanity, promoted to defy your sanity
Of equality, a policy to strip humanity
Of unity, all the pretexts fall historically
In giving some men the sense of inferiority
Majorities and minorities
But death won’t segregate
Despite men’s attempts to separate
Don’t hesitate to elevate
Walk and see straight
And keep yaself safe from the fears of dreamscape

For real!!