So please take my hand, the sky and the land there’s only so much that you’ll never understand so please will you take my hand. When she gets sick, and no one cares for her cause she lives alone, in a barrack in the woods. It’s not at all a red-haired pig-tailed dream but it’s just about enough to get her by. Come travel with me the sky and the sea, the land and the mountains, they’re waiting for me… so please won’t you come to see. Hey Amy, I saw you walking through the forest, you’re quite impatient for a tourist! you’re well-behaved, your speech with no-buts, And I’m surprised that you’re a robot. You hold the fondest memories, for all the worst atrocities. you know we know that you’re a robot. I said that Amy is a robot. Please hold these fondest memories, for all the worst atrocities. So take a look today with me: It’s what you’ve never asked to see.

Look at what I’ve started to become, selfishly buried in snow. I never thought I’d be right at all. But news came to me, now I know! The world’s full of surprises, of wonders, demises yet it seems that I’ve let myself go! Look at you here staring at my floor. When’s the last time that I checked? I never thought I’d be lost at all. Now look at my body. Watch as my health declines. Stare as I bury myself in the snow.

I got a new chair for my desk but I wasn’t able to sit on it, ’cause I’m far too busy working on my music after school. I know that it sounds stupid, but we have to get together, and decide if getting older sounds like something we could do. I never thought of getting paid for work and creativity, I captured, tried to channel in my hours after school. I don’t expect no money or perfection or the fame, I like to do it, it’s a change to make some friends that think I’m cool. YOU ARE MAKING IT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND WHERE I BELONG TO, DID YOU REALLY THINK WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE APART FROM NATURE? WE’RE NOT MEANT TO BE LOCKED UP IN BURNING INSTITUTIONS THAT WILL BRAINWASH AND MAKE US FORGET WHO WE’RE DESTINED TO BE WHEN WE GROW UPPPPPPPPPPPP! I am so forgiving yet your crime remains aggregious, that you postulate the probability of leaving school. I’ll never make it out there ’cause the world is full of vultures, and dreaming’s only scheduled during summer at the pool. I love you as a friend because you’re the only other person that would never leave my side down in the hallway at our school. I don’t want all my time to sink into polar coordinates, I’ll navigate the complex numbers ’till I get to you. IF I COULD, I’D STOP RIGHT NOW AND WORK MY LIFE TO BUILD A FUTURE, WHERE WE COULD BE SAFE FROM THEM, THEIR ANTI-SOCIAL PROPAGANDA! IT’S WHAT WE DESERVE, AND SINCE YOU FEEL THE SAME I’M CONFIDENT WE’LL FOUND A PLACE THAT WE’LL CONSTRUCT WHERE WE TRULY BELONG WHEN WE GROW UPPPPPPPPPP! I did not expect to see you change to such a wild degree, became a different person since I met you at our school. No one signed me up for this, it’s all an eventuality, and honestly it’s better unexpected than a tool. I see you walking through the doors, a non-chalant expression painted on your tired face and during roll-call here at school. We promised us a future, like with every other pupil here, and we’re just inching closer, every day, it’s coming soon. I DON’T WANT TO BE LOCKED UP IN MENTAL INSTITUTIONS LEAD BY SOCIOPATHS WHO DEMONIZE ALL THOSE THEY DISAGREE WITH ON THEIR CONVOLUTED POINTS-OF-VIEW THEY BUILT ON TOP OF HOLLYWOOD, I PROMISE THAT I’LL LIVE FOR YOU, YOU’LL SO LOVE BEING FREE WHEN WE GROW UPPPPPPPPPP! If I could, I’d end the harm, so every drop of blood would go towards the birth of brand new life, to form the population for a universe where every and man and woman understands that all we love is in your heart, not what we think you’re meant to be when you grow up! You are making it so hard to understand where I belong to… Did you really think we were supposed to be apart when we grow up?

(Bright side of the dark side, bright side of the dark side…) (Bright side of the dark side, bright side of the dark side!) (Life gets so exciting) (And much more eventful) (With friends like Ruby Gloom) (’Cause that’s when her story began) A thick bright CRT, with scanlines on the screen, a world unknown, it’s to explore; escape to fantasy. Dollsites and spinning images, a city in the sky, it’s already far gone, at a loss for what you’ve seen… My shirts are ruby red, it’s my hallmark on the earth. so douse my hair in gasoline! and that’s when my story began. They were scared of me at school, I never understood But I don’t wanna change: I don’t like being good! Even so, it’s still impossible, and that’s what I deserve: Stay paler than a ghost, I accept and I observe… A whole new land of confidence has opened up my mind, so douse my hair in gasoline! and that’s when my story began. I don’t think that anyone was asking your opinion. Wash the gasoline out of your hair and listen closely. I thought I left the woods, at least for good this time, but now our souls have grown, they’re coming after mine. I know it sounds impossible, but we have got to change, I can’t live like a ghost, I’ll run back and re-arrange! Discovering the joys of how it could’ve been… I washed my hair of gasoline! and that’s when my story got better! My thick bright CRT is laying next to me. My nights are very cold, at least it’s not the street… I miss my friends at confidence, I miss my time at school… BUT HONESTLY IT’S BETTER: I’M RED, LIKE RUBY GLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM ’Cause that’s when my story quite ended… (Life got so exciting) (And much more eventful) (With friends like Ruby Gloom) (’Cause that’s when her story quite ended!) And now we think you oughta, well now you really gotta! See the b-b-bright side of the dark side! (Ruby Gloom, Ruby Gloom, Ruby Gloom, Ruby Gloom…) but just when Ruby Gloom had realized she was never meant to leave the city she loved so dearly, an intrusive thought came to her, as if maladaptively daydreaming. She began walking back to her beloved woods, looking for by-gone relics.

And as Ruby Gloom approached the dark forest, she wondered to herself whether it was truly right to search for light inside the shadows. Whether it was possible to find beauty among the tenebrous existence of trees surrounded by nothing but themselves. the answer came soon enough to her; as she stepped towards the base of the forest, gloom became enveloped in a tight embrace held together by wooden branches. She was not afraid, but she was also not comfortable. It was the sort of feeling that reminded her of school. And so, Ruby Gloom is exactly as we left her. Cold and alone: A spectre forced to haunt her past life, to listen to these songs over, and over, and over, and over, and over again. Why do you still believe in me?

This song is a story, her name was Dorie, but under her veil lied another kind. She tries to avoid it, but it’s too hard and maybe a stint can give her peace of mind She rose through the ranks next to those just like her, meeting the people we warned about. It pains me to say this, we went too far and and that’s when her feelings fired bottom out: I know they’re staring from there, they’re wondering what I’m up to, but I’ll never answer, so they won’t know and what does it matter if I carry on. She was born and was raised in a uniform but we failed to add she could take it off. We should’ve told her, it was no bother! Help had lead to spiritual death. Why was I born into this confusion? Why was I brought in the way I am? What could’ve caused me to question Dorie, What did I do to deserve this fall? I know they’re staring from there, they’re wondering what I’m up to, but I won’t answer, so they won’t know and what does it matter if I carry on. So that’s why this march’s only meant for Dorie, a relic abandoned so long ago To others, who left yet another story, to us what a wonder lost to time. I know they’re staring from there, they’re wondering what I’m up to, and I wanna answer, so they can know! And it really matters if I carry on.

We can fix it, you can’t live like this forever! We’ll lock ourselves in an open room and figure it out together, and I, in my deepest shades of time, I can’t stop the lies… Dorie if you hear us, we can see you through the cracks. And I know it’s been hard, but we swear we still love you. You with your endless sleepless nights, no matter the fight! Start to comprehend the web of deep manipulation, we’ll formulate a plan, and you’ll escape from yoshis island. they lied right to you’re face, now they’re attacking from the west! A whole new world of undiscovered dreams you’ve laid to rest! So Dorie, we’re SO SORRY and we won’t do it again, just promise us it’s over, WE SWEAR WE STILL LOVE YOU! you’re so unbelievable so beautiful it’s like, you never understand when I say you’re ideal! So Dorie, we’re SO SORRY and we won’t do it again, just promise us it’s over, WE SWEAR WE STILL LOVE YOU! you’re so unbelievable so beautiful it’s like, you never understand when I say you’re ideal! When nature decides that it’s coming to haunt you, I don’t wanna bury you here. When nature decides that it’s coming to haunt you, I don’t wanna bury you under a glass beach. Oh, it’s never over yet… you’ll never reach the end… and why would you ask a question I can’t answer. Dorie never quite knew what to do in situations like these. She’s been stuck in predicaments in the past, but never a complicated one like this before. Will Dorie ever evade her greatest enemy? Or will she succumb to herself, and come to befriend Ruby Gloom? Well at least unlike you, I ACTUALLY HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY.

Walking through the window as I stare right through your soul, please stop yelling, stop yelling, stop yelling stop yelling!

My intrusivity, left stranded on the floor, one orifice that calls out strangely to the night. It’s pure insanity: Red scars, they’re unbelievable to see the fear I’d finally let go… ALL THIS REDNESS POURS OUT SELFLESS SHOUTING, SCREAMING SO DEFENSELESS Come close and stare at it, observe and analyze, the presence grows. It shouts out strangely in the night. I see red marks on me, the signs of something stuck inside of me, and they’re the marks of health decline. Build it faster, come back stronger. Hey, you’ll be ok, you’ll be ok, ’cause Haley Heynderickx said you’re worth it. Hey, you’ll be ok, you’ll be ok, ’cause Haley Heynderickx said so.

I spoke to my friend ray, here’s what he had to say: said, I can’t take it anymore, I can’t take it anymore. I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE , I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! where’s my job and where’s my car and do I get a family? where is my stability? where’s my house and where’s my land and this is all I get, I see, GENERATION XYZ. You said you were in a spiral, waiting so you’d be forgotten. Yeah I get that, so I know but I don’t wanna hear about it! where’s my job and where’s my car and do I get a family? where is my stability? where’s my house and where’s my land and this is all I get, I see, GENERATION XYZ. You said you were in a spiral, waiting so you’d be forgotten. Yeah I get that, so I know but I don’t wanna hear about it.

She sat alone, looking for something to play but it seems all she likes’ bedroom pop. She sits alone, waiting for someone to come: Will they come now? Won’t they come now? WILL IT COME NOW! This whole story’s been a violent ride, but I hope you enjoyed it the same. It’s hard to follow and confusing at times, is it over? it it over? WHEN WILL IT- I’VE GOT SO MUCH LOVE TO GIVE, but ONLY many years to live. I know that it’s impossible, but I would love to share it all with… You sat alone, surviving warm summer nights when she first saw him crawl through the floor. Under her door he walked right into her home, Will it come now? Won’t it come now? WILL IT COME NOW! It’d been so long and he took over her thoughts, to the point that she had little left. Oh if it wasn’t for those dang gears and mice, Would I stop now? Should I stop now? COULD I STOP- I’ve got so much love in me right now, I’m thinking of your soul, but when I spend all this time with you, I only feel us growing more apart!

Amal’s got a new idea fresh out of his brain, he will make something brand new: His own submarine hotel home. Wake in the morning, (let’s surface) wake in the morning, we’ve gotta rise to the top of the sea! And enjoy the beautiful view from our submarine hotel home! Run down through the hallways, (I told you) not to run through hallways, let’s go and jump straight into the pool! It’s so cool, living like this, in our submarine hotel home! But, I know it gets hard, stuck under the water… wishing we could swim back to the earth, where we could be friends again. Call the elevator, (let’s take it) call the elevator, let’s rush, let’s go, have breakfast and then, we’ll be ten, and stuck in studio, in our submarine hotel home! Stare down through the windows, (I’ve told you!) don’t stare down the windows, or then you’ll fall, right into your thoughts, as you stand, in your early morning, in your submarine hotel home! But, I know it gets hard, stuck under that surface… Wishing you could swim back to the earth, where we could be friends again. I’ve got a new idea! And it’s fresh, out of my brain; I will leave, and go to my house. From this submarine hotel home!

The weather’s unbelievable outside, it’s yet another rainy sky, why is it so unfair to me? And why do I complain about these menial things that just don’t matter, why is it that I hate being free? Now nothing entertains me anymore, I really want to be a spore, because at least that way I’d spread. To all the trees and animals that’d carry me around the world, Instead of being locked up in my bed… So come on, get your mic and headset on, and we’ll play Minecraft ’till the dawn, And when this is over, we’ll meet again in our Lovely World. So now I’ve come to realize, that people come and go in life, it’s never as clear-cut as it may seem. I turn my TV on, releiving all of my withdrawal pangs I got from the nostalgia I can’t see. the clouds are roaring up above, they’re busy, they’re deprived of love, constructing yet another awful day. But honestly I’m fine with that, there’s other things I’m better at. Run away with me, because you feel the same. So come on, get your mic and headset on, and we’ll play Minecraft ’till the dawn, And when this is over, we’ll meet again in our Lovely World. Now that it’s been far too long, and my formative years are gone, and all that’s left are fights and memories. I’d never want my childhood back, I just want to get and track, all my friends together, That’s what I’d love to see. Please come on. It’s been 6 years since you’ve logged on. And I can’t stop singing this song. I hope when life parts us, we’ll meet again in our Lovely World.