Project Description
FUTURE MEMORIES
Future Memories is the result of five years of experimentation condensed into ten songs – a unique blend of classic synthpop, electro and synthwave. Written, performed, produced and mixed by Space March. Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering.
Future Memories takes you on a journey from the personal to abstract concepts of time and space. The relationship between past and future, and man vs technology are explored through a dreamy, synthetic soundscape.
The album artwork references the retro-futuristic Niteroi Art Museum by architect, Oscar Niemeyer.
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Lyrics
Every face on the earth
Will look into the sun
Headed to the light
Like Icarus above
And falling from a height
Towards the great unknown
Feathers coming out
Turning into stone
Now, I fly so high
I guess I’ll never know
Just how far I’ll go
How, I wonder why
I guess I’ll never know
Just how far I’ll go
Every leaf on the tree
Will fall onto the ground
There’s no place on earth
Where we can’t be found
With a lump in my throat
Oh, for you I’ve got to say
You’re imprinted in my mind
And I miss you everyday
Every moment in the sun
Has its time and place
Your future’s in the past
Drifting into space
Like Icarus we fly
It’s always high or low
We cannot get it right
Despite everything we know
You’ve got the whole thing wrong
No one knows
The feeling on the inside
You’ve got it all so wrong
Now and then
You feel it on the inside
Where’d it all go wrong
No one knows
The feeling on the inside
You’ve got it all so wrong
In the end
You feel it on the inside
And a violent mess
Full of distraction
Invisible stress
Time is elastic
Pushed for time
Bends like plastic
Yet undefined
Time is elastic
And it seems so odd
How you compress
For the temporal god
It’s not what it seems
I’m caught in between
I don’t know what to do
I’m trapped in a world
Without you too
I think of the time
I spent with you
I think all the time
Time is elastic
And you never know
Just how far
Or where it will go
Time is elastic
Shrink or stretch
However you wish
Whatever is best
Time is elastic
And it seems so odd
How you compress
For the temporal god
It’s not what it seems
I’m caught in between
Always shining in the sun
Simple lines and timeless style
She’s never wrong, at all
With two doors sliding
Now she’s gliding through the air
Scandi love and Nordic blood
And her despair, oh yeah
Sweden
I think she comes from Sweden
Sweden
Take me back to Sweden
Always finding
Dabs of colour in the cold
Raynaud’s hands and indie bands
Are taking hold, my friend
Two cans, string and
Now she’s singing on the phone
Painted goods and blocks of wood
Are quite at home, again
Yes, it’s true
You’re yellow and blue
You’re fair as a queen
Your Scandinavian genes
Always gliding
Always shining in the sun
Simple lines and modern style
She’s never wrong
She’s never wrong
He turns on himself
To get what he can
He’s a Möbius man
He’s a Möbius man
Now, he’s falling apart
Follows the road
That leads to the start
He’s a Möbius man
He’s a Möbius man
Yes, it’s true
It feels like it’s never enough, too soon
Time follows us ‘round
A satellite
Orbiting like the Moon
He’s a Möbius man
Caught in a loop
Caught in a loop…
You learn to forget what you’ve seen
In your mind and in your soul
There is nothing else
Nothing else you want to do
You can’t make it pay, what to do?
So, you are cursed by a dream
You trace every step where you’ve been
And you feel like you’re wrong
You should do something else
Crush your soul and let it go
Find a job where no one knows you
One state of mind is always dreaming
Distracting us from everything that’s real
You might be the only chance of leaving, this place
And you might bring the heartache that I feel
So, you are cursed by a dream
You feel like a dog on a leash
But the look in your eyes
It says something else
Something else that you must do
You can’t make it pay, what to do?
All your friends have gone away
And your hopes were dashed today
Even your mind begins to fade
Cursed by a dream all the way
So, we are cursed by this dream…
I’m an emotional wreck
Now you see
It’s just how we connect
Look at me – emotional defect
Look at me – conditional reflex
Emotional wreck
No space or time
I’m an emotional wreck
The rest you’ll find
It’s a logistical mess
No line of sight
I’m an emotional wreck
It’s our fight
And this state of unrest
Monster, human, somatic, delusion, robot, mutant, machine
However it hurts
Whatever it takes
You run and you hide
The monster awakes
You’re out of time
You have no space
Machine in your hands
The thrill of the chase
The girl in the mask
The man in the suit
Hot on your tail
Deep in pursuit
The colour of green
The man and machine
The look in their eyes…
Inside a dream
It all makes sense to me
Inside a dream
The monster, man, machine
The feeling inside
Seems so real
The dead of night
A moment revealed
A greater truth
Or trivial fact
Plays on your mind
And circles back
A metaphor
That makes no sense
A prosecution
Without a defense
A courtroom scene
The man and machine
The look in their eyes…
Inside a dream
How circular it seems
Inside a dream
The monster, man, machine
How it could’ve been in the future
Man, machine and computer
A slither of time
In an endless loop
A memory of the future
There were no mistakes in the future
Utopia and a cure
A slither of time
In an endless loop…
Info
| Chronology: | Album 6 |
| Released (Digital): | 1 June 2018 |
| Released (CD): | 2 July 2018 |
| Labels: | Hark Records / Space March Pty Ltd |
| Production: | All tracks written, performed, produced and mixed by Craig Simmons. Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering. Art & design by Craig Simmons. |