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This album is a closely linked collection of tracks produced in the last two years, from the middle of 2017 to the middle of 2019. Together, they tell a story of ego and self-deprecation, of love and loss, of friends and enemies, of harm and recovery, and the process of self-realization.

This is not my favourite album. It might not be your favourite album. I can see so many flaws in my own work I don't know where the flaws end and the artistry begins. But it's mine. For once I've produced a complete work without external forces assisting in my creative vision. And that is something I am immensely proud of.

Thank you for taking the time to listen to LOST AND FOUND, time you could have spent doing something—anything—else. I hope these tracks can mean more to you than they ever could to me. I hope you can see yourself inside the rhythms, I wish for you to create your own narratives around these lyrics.

Thanks for spending your time with me.

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STORY // (2) - we all ask unanswered questions
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Moondancer shook her head. The hustle and bustle of Canterlot continued around her as she sat, alone, in the middle of it all. Watching cheap café table flowers wilt day after day wasn’t how she thought she would be spending her time after graduation, but here she was, time and time again. Waiting. Watching.

“Was everything fake?” she wondered to herself, nudging the tablecloth absentmindedly. Could she even consider Twilight a friend anymore, after all the nothing that had transpired between the two? A wave of anger shot through Moondancer. How could she just leave her? How could she cope with the fact she left her best friend behind?

Best friend? Was she her best friend?

She didn’t know anymore.

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LYRICS
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Obsessive, compulsive
Like nothing really even mattered

Where did you come from?
Where will you lead?
Is the feeling beginning to alter you?

When did this start?
How will it end?
Are you beneath the bottom now?
Is she still your friend?

And now we return
You think it’s the start
But you won’t ever see past all the weight inside your heart
Something’s growing from your path

(And when you fall)
Your eyes glaze over
(Your hands are tearing at the walls)
Your eyes glaze over
Where did you go? How could you cope?
Was your vision clear through all of the smoke
How could you run? What could be done?
I can see that the end has already begun

Obsessive, regressive
Like everything was fake

When did this start?
How will it end?
Can you please show me truth
Instead of playing pretend

And now we return
You think it’s the start
But you won’t ever see past all the weight inside your heart
You hear the tongues?
They’re screaming out your faults

(And when you fall)
Your eyes glaze over
(Your hands are tearing at the walls)
Your eyes glaze over
(Your eyes are glazed, your eyes are glazed)
Where did you go? How could you cope?
Was your vision clear through all of the smoke?
How could you run? What could be done?
I can see that the end has already begun

Where did you go? How could you cope? (Your eyes glazed over)
Was your vision clear through all of the smoke?
How could you run? What could be done? (Your eyes glazed over)
I can see that the end has already begun

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FOLLOW
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YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCceY2R-jpIgwpVzxxsY2L8A
Bandcamp: http://ataraxiamusician.bandcamp.com
Soundcloud: http://soundcloud.com/iamataraxia