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- Hypnopompia on compact disc. Lossless, high-quality sound. Digipak case
- Insert containing the lyrics and full story of Hypnopompia, across 12 pages
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lyrics
Imagine that we still accepted the unacceptable
Wouldn’t you still be alone
You tell me, just go
And isn’t all the wreckage you see
Calmer than either/or?
You’re bitter, you swear
Emotional? It’s just pixel fire
Whatever becomes of us right now
Promise you won’t tread lightly
I’m serious as a heart attack right now
So little thought to the chance you got outside those walls
You think you’d rather be on fire, than on a wire?
You think I take you serious when you’re this tired?
...I’m serious as a heart attack right now
I got to get her off the cliff
We’re running round in circles...
How ‘bout we aim for a bigger prize
(What’s so good about living tethered up, you know?)
You’re trying, it’s fake, it’s charming, you know?
Get up, don’t get inside your head
Fall into then
They think we’re beat down, try again
Have I ever failed you yet
You gotta get inside my head
All intellect
A ruder ruse that complicates
I got some peace of mind to share yet
Whatever becomes of me right now
Remember it all too brightly
Whatever becomes of me and you
See it in those you knew
Promise you won’t tread lightly
Whatever becomes of us
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They hike to an abandoned train station at the outskirts of a big city. The streets are empty but still lit. Some buildings lay in rubble, some are intact. They follow the streetlights to a multi-level grocery store. The sign on the door reads “Store is now closed. Thanks for your business over the years.” The pair decide it’s safe to take refuge there, and begin to forage for food and supplies in the abandoned aisles.
Claire and Theresa step into a deserted kitchen area and trip an alarm. A broken loudspeaker whistles loudly for two minutes as they stand frozen. No one comes for them, but soon after the alarm starts whirring, they hear claws scraping at the storefront windows. Unsure whether there are creatures like this inside the store, they make it to the top of the building and spend that brisk but liveable night on the roof, tending to each others’ injuries.
As they struggle to sleep, they see the amber glow of dawn. Behind them, the blizzard rages on, but up ahead, a highway slices a barren desert, and even further, just on the horizon, a verdant oasis sits carved into a sandy ridge. Claire wakes up to Theresa, transfixed on how the sunrise outlines the distant trees.
“It’s like a promise,” Theresa says.
“I don’t know,” Claire says. “Did you hear those things? Had to be huge. Had to be mean. They’ll kill us if---”
“Not true, if we just---”
Claire hops onto the ledge. “Stop talking! They can eat me!”
“No!” Theresa grabs the arm that Claire dangled in Theresa’s reach, only to wrest it away from her again.
“It’s easier, just let me do this.”
“No.”
“Why?! Why why why?”
Theresa jots frenetic answers into the morning air, penned, as quick as she can talk, by a sudden fear of loss and by the imprecise elegance of love.
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