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Since I could not post a comment on the Committed OR not…!!??!! topic, let me take the chance to write about something that has been on my mind for sometime now. This is about a song called Space Dye Vest composed by a guy named Kevin Moore. You can read the lyrics and transcriptions of all the samples used at https://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858501134 The lines in “quotes” are transciptions of the audio samples being played back in the song. And even tho’ the actual lyrics are only those without quotes, they are all part of the song.

In an interview to a Japanese newspaper Kevin had this to say about the song-

“I was looking through a clothing catalog and saw a picture of a girl modeling this piece of clothing called a space-dye vest. And, so, I fell in love with her [laughs] for some strange reason & so the minute I did that, the minute I was just like obsessed with this person, I was like, ‘why am I doing that?’ and I noticed that I was doing it a lot lately.

And I think the prime reason that I was doing that, and this is what I figured out at the time, was that I had just come out of a relationship where I’d gotten dumped, basically, and so I think the situation was that I wasn’t finished giving all that I was ready to give, so I was just, like, throwing it around, you know, just aiming it in different directions. It was a total case of projection. And this song is just trying to sort it out and just kind of admitting that I’m just kind of lost. So it’s kind of a dark song. It was very cathartic though.”

From DTFAQ.com

Read somewhere that the catalogue belonged to Lisa Martens, John Myung’s gf at the time. Hence the song starts with “Flying through pages of Martens…”

And after reading the above interview things begin to makes sense. Like this line

Found a new girl I think we can make it
As long as she stays on the page

And who is this Kevin Moore you might ask. For those who haven’t figured it out, he’s the founding member(keyboardist) of Dream Theater. After his breakup with his girlfriend, he lost interest in the kind of music the band was playing and began writing slow and mellow songs and adopted a very techno sound. He eventually left the band just after recording the Awake album and before mixing was started, just at a time when the band’s popularity reached new heights. This song has never been played live and is the only song the band has not played live from their albums.

It ends:

And Ill smile and Ill learn to pretend
And Ill never be open again
And Ill have no more dreams to defend
And Ill never be open again

The first few rays of the pristine radiant sun-light
Simmers into my room, like a passionate penetration.
I open my sleepy eyes and smile with subdued might
For I am now back, in the Land of abysmal devotion.

Ah Mizoram! Sweet Mizoram! Resplendent Mizoram.
Nowhere else is the sky so blue nor the hills so green.
The mist covered mountains and many a hillside farm
Entwined together to carve out a Home so serene.

I rise from bed and walk outside my tiny room,
Staring at the scenic beauty and inhaling the aura.
Such picturesque exquisiteness dispels all gloom
T’is far more exotic than Paradise or Shangri-la.

Idyllic silhouettes, Nature’s creation at its best,
A natural wonder personified many times over.
Especially after a brief rain, leaving you breathless;
A concoction of tranquility and serenity shower.

Mizoram, my Mizoram, land of the gallant Zo braves,
With Tlawmngaihna everywhere and nothing to fear.
Here’s where I was born, and here will lay my grave,
Nothing is more honorable than to be buried here.

Now the sun is visible over the looming Durtlang
Its rays permeating through the air so lucid.
Lighting up my little room perched on Chaltlang
Still, everything around me is calm and placid.

Morning birds flutter together in uniformed flocks
Chirping their way through the diaphanous mist.
Until they can find their home in a distant hillock
Only to be disturbed once again and flight persist.

As I admire the beauty that cannot be described
I realize why I am back here narrating this story.
The captivating sceneries need to be inscribed,
So that others too can bask in Mizoram’s glory.