Supercollider - Live From The Basement

Supercollider dust in a moment
Particles scatter coming up from the soup
Swimming upstream
Before the heavens crack open
Thin pixelations coming up from the dust
In a blue light in a green light
In a half-light in a work light
I'm a B-spin flip-flopping
I'm a pulse wave outstepping

I put the shadows back into their boxes

I am open i am welcome
For a fraction of a second
I have jettisoned (supercollider)
My illusions (dust in a moment)
I have dislodged (particles scatter)
My depressions (parting out from the soup)

I put the shadows back into their boxes
I put the shadows back into their boxes

I see angels hanging over the balcony
I see angels hanging over the balcony
I see angels hanging over the balcony