The last song submitted had this in the bridge, “Could a person live with the realization their own consciousness is not their own? Like living in a moving car. The engaged gas pedal, unstoppable. Hands on the steering column but no ability to stop and start, ain’t no stop except the end. Consciousness cannot be controlled. Maybe that is why people practice ways of trying, because trying is a bit of a life jacket while bobbing in the tsunami.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"